Broken, Bruised and Scared {COMPLETE}

Love Is A Lie, Hate Is A Truth

I woke up in a bunk, but it's not mine. I saw hands around my waist, it's Andy's then. I remembered what happened yesterday and I smiled to myself. Yesterday was the best day of my life, hopefully today will be great too. I heard my tummy growl, no. Shut up tummy, nobody likes you. I'm facing the curtain side, thankfully. I wiggled myself out of Andy's tight grasp and went into the kitchen, it's 8:30 AM. Time for me to make breakfast. I looked in the fridge and cabinets and saw what we had, I decided to make blueberry and chocolate chip pancakes, topped with whipped cream, syrup and strawberries and a side of bacon and eggs. I hope it's good, maybe I should be a chef? No, no, no, having dreams is for people that deserve them.

I got started of breakfast. First I mixed the batter; let's see, how many people are there? 8 including me but, I'm not going to eat. I'll make more then 8 though because those boys can EAT. I made the pancakes and when I was finished I put them stacked on two separate plates and made the bacon. I turned them and took them off when they were just the right color and put them onto a separate plate. Next I made the eggs; scrambled or over easy? Scrambled. I Scrambled the eggs and put them onto a separate plate when they turned just the right color and there wasn't any 'leaks' as I call them.  I put the pans into the dishwasher and pressed start. There. All finished.

"I SMELL FOOD!" I head one of the boys yell.

I should really get out of the kitchen now before I get trampled. I hurried out of the kitchen and hid in my bunk just in time. As soon as I closed the curtain everyone was in the kitchen, getting their food. Maybe if I hide, Andy will forget me and I won't have to eat. Once again, false hope. I heard everyone gather in the living room, utensils clanging on plates, and footsteps walking toward my bunk. Damn it; so close, yet, so far. My curtain opened and there stood Andy, handing me a small plate of food. I shook my head.

"I'm not hungry." I said.

"Scarlett," Andy said in a slightly warning tone.

"Honestly I'm not." I said and 'smiled' and he set the plate beside me and set his on the coffee table and came back to me.

"Scarlett, your skin and bones. I can feel it." He said, I could hear the sadness in his voice.

"I'm not, I'm at the perfect weight." I said. lie; I'm too fat.

"Scarlett, lift your shirt up; just enough to where I can see your stomach." He said.

"What? No." I said.

"Scarlett, come on, please?" He asked pleadingly.

"No, I'll fucking eat the fucking pancakes ." I said, he was suprised at my answer because I rarely cuss out loud.

"Scar..." He said in a hurt voice and I sighed.

"I'll eat them just....I'm sorry." I said.

"No, it's ok. Eat up." He said, smiled and walked off.

God damn it, Scarlett, why do you gotta fuck everything up? Quit pushing the only person who loves you away. I know he was only doing it because he's worries about me but...I just don't want anyone to know about my problem. I feel so fucking bad right now, I shouldn't have done that. I picked up and slowly ate the disgusting food that was on my plate. God, I'm so fat, I am only doing this for Andy. Andy is the only person I would ever do a thing like this for. The bus suddenly came to a stop. Why's the bus stopping? Oh yeah, we have to pick up Eloisa today. I wonder why we had to pick her up.

I probably shouldn't ask about it, I might get hurt. I poked my head out to see what she looked like. She was short, that's for sure. She also had long black hair and brown eyes. She was covered in black, I didn't see a single thing that wasn't black. I guess that's her favorite color. She also had a smile playing on her mouth. She looks cool, maybe we can be friends. I'm not getting my hopes up, but I suppose it wouldn't hurt to try? There's the positive thinking that I haven't heard in a while and there's a reason for that.