"Why!Why!" I screamed, while hitting the wall beside me.
"Why can't it just stop?" Fell out of my mouth as I crumpled into Luke's arms. His comforting always calmed me down.
He walked with my upstairs to his room and we sat down on his bed. His hand clasped onto mine. My eyes were red from the tears and my words were caught in my throat.
I laid my head on his arm and cried. My emotions were storms, and this was a tsunami. Luke shifted to lay down.
We lay like that for some time; waiting for my tears to stop. They kept falling and falling, my eyes blinked shut and pulled me into sleep.
"Hey, Eli, You've got to move" Luke whispered into my hair. "Come on, move."
I jerked awake and felt his hand push on my back to move me. I traipsed down the stairs, making an extra effort to stomp every step. I angrily slammed onto the sofa and stared blankly at the tv. Luke came hastily into the living room and sat next to me.
"I didn't mean go, My arm was numb that's all"
My thoughts flew around my head. His arm was numb, because I had been laying on it. I was heavy enough to make his arm numb. The thoughts over took me;
"Are you saying I'm fat?" I growled. His head shook 'no' and I turned back to face the tv. Anger still evident in my eyes. Time flew by as the tv played some weird show about a girl and her dog. My thoughts ticked around and fuelled my anger.
I need to recover.I can't. My whole life can't just be this. Luke, he doesn't deserve this. What we do to ourselves isn't normal. I need to eat. I need to learn how to eat. That's what I'm here for, I thought. I can't let the bad takeover anymore.
Fighting my head, I leaned closer to Luke and rested my head on his shoulder. His arm lifted and wrapped around my shoulders. Satisfied with my win against my thoughts, I let myself relax into his hold.
