[ON HOLD] Dirty Pig (A Luke Brooks abusive love story)

Chapter 10

*Luke's POV*

Something is definitely up. Over the past ten days, Sophie and mum have been spending a LOT of time together. They leave for hours at a time and both say that what they're doing is "top secret". I'm guessing it has something to do with my birthday, so I don't press them for too much information. I'll find out in three days anyway.

*Sophie's POV*

Gina and I have found the perfect place. It's quite close to our current house and the rent is reasonably cheap. It's not very big, but there's only two of us and we don't mind sharing space.

It's three days until Luke's birthday. I'm hoping to reach my goal weight by then as an extra present for him. I'm down to 52 kilograms, two kilos off my target. But the closer I get to it, the lower I want to go. I can still pinch bits of flab and my hipbones don't jut out the way I want them to. I have a small thigh gap, but it could be a lot better.

Ok, new goal. 45 kilos. That's what I want to be eventually. To achieve that, I need to purge more and eat less. Even fruits and vegetables are going to have to come back up.

Things with Luke have been good lately. He's been more quiet and affectionate and I've tried my best not to anger him.

I want to be with him forever.

*Luke's POV*

As I approach the toilet door I hear a sound. Someone is being violently ill.

"Are you alright?" I ask as I knock on the door.

I hear Sophie curse under her breath before saying, "I'm fine. I just didn't feel very well after dinner."

"Are you sure you're ok?" I question.

"Yeah, I feel better now," she says, flushing the toilet. Something about this bugs me.

I wander back to our bedroom and think of how thin Sophie has become lately. At night, when I'm holding her, I can trace the protruding lumps that are her hipbones. Her thighs are about half of what they used to be. Is this how she's doing it? Vomiting to lose weight? I shudder at the thought of how dangerous this must be for her health. We were forced to watch a documentary about eating disorders in Health class the year before I dropped out.

Why would she be doing this to herself? She's gorgeous and her body is already perfect. My head shoots up to observe my girlfriend as she comes through the door and into our room. What if it's my fault?

I need to break up with her. It's for her own safety.

"Sophie," I say seriously. "I need to speak to you." She furrows her eyebrows slightly.

"Did I do something wrong?" She asks, sitting down next to me on the bed.

"I think we should break up," I blurt out.

"But, Luke, I... I," she starts, stuttering slightly.

"It'll be better for you," I explain. "Then I couldn't hurt you and you could be hap-"

"Luke!" She yells at me. "We're not breaking up, dammit! I love you and you love me. I couldn't live without you. I need you."

Then she leans forward, crashing her lips to mine. She pushes on my shoulders so I lay back before she climbs on top of me, her legs either side of my waist. Her hands cup my face and her kisses every inch of it. Her lips trail down my jawline, making me shiver. They press firmly to my neck and I let out a breathy groan.

"Don't leave me, please," she whispers against my neck. "I want you to at least see what I got you for your birthday first."

"O-ok," I stutter as her lips come back up to connect with mine. I swear I can hear my heart beating out of my chest.

A/N- wrote this chapter in about ten minutes, so it's pretty terrible. Soz my broz