Lovers of Bones

four

"Pssst."

My eyes open slightly and shut again. I roll over in bed and let out a loud yawn, stretching.

"Pssst, Leena, babe, wake up," I hear a raspy voice say next to me.

Alert, my eyes shot open and I sit up. How did I forget Callum slept over?

"Mmh, morning," I say to him.

I ruffle up his hair before getting out of bed. The cold hardwood floor make my feet freezing so I grab my moccasins from under my bed.

"How'd you sleep?" Callum asks.

"Better last night since you were here," I tell him truthfully.

"I bet," he winks at me.

I roll my eyes at his comment.

"Should I get James to make us breakfast while you fix yourself up?" Callum asks while I look at myself in the mirror.

My eyes go wide when he says breakfast. I can't eat or Ana will bitch and complain at me. I could just eat some apple slices since it's only 65 calories.

"Sure," I mumble.

"I'll be back," he announces throwing a white t-shirt on before leaving the room.

I strip down quickly, grabbing my robe before heading into the bathroom. I turn my music on shuffle while the shower water heats up. I peer up at my reflection and see how horrible I look.

The dark circles under my eyes are prominent. My hair looks like a bird nest. I can't believe Callum didn't say anything. I decide to ignore it before hopping in the shower.

-

"Leena! Are you almost done in there?" Callum shouts on the other side of the door.

"Almost," I say running my hands through my hair.

I throw my pj's back on before unlocking the door. I walk out of my bathroom before noticing Callum isn't in here.

"Callum?" I call out.

I look in the walk-in closet before giving up. Just as I'm about to turn around I feel one hand grab my waist and another hand covering my mouth.

I let out a scream but it's muffled. The hands whip me around and I see Callum.

"God you scared me," I step away from him.

"I didn't mean to, I just wanted to have a little fun," he scratches the back of his neck.

"It's fine," I sigh.

"The foods ready," Callum tells me.

Food. God I wish I knew what it was like to eat normal meals without purging it up shortly after.

"Uhm, I'm not really hungry," I say.

"James cut up some fruit," he says annoyed.

(Every time he sleeps over I claim I'm not hungry. So he asks James to cut up fruit, usually apples, for me. Long story, short.)

"I'm sorry," I mumble.

I ignore whatever he mutters and walk into my closet locking it behind me. Not even bothering to turn the light on I sit down on the floor and sigh.

I feel like Callum hates me sometimes. Maybe I should start eating in front of him so I don't seem like a disappointment to him too.

No you'll get fat, Ana reminds me.