Visting Austin

My Escape.

Chelsey

                Chelsey’s veins were blowing up. Everything inside of her, her outsides even were being blown up into a giant balloon. The food they made her eat today had to add well over her restriction of 900 calories a day.

                She stood in the mirror, watching herself. She pinched at the skin on her stomach and on her thighs, she touched her cheeks and pulled her arms out until they turned white. G.R.O.S.S. // E.W. // F.A.T// H.U.N.G.R.Y//

                Chelsey felt her stomach growl. It was closing in at 5 in the morning and she hadn’t eaten anything since 3:30 pm. Instead of letting herself feel the hunger Chelsey leaned over drinking almost the whole glass of water. D.I.G.U.S.T.I.N.G// S.T.O.P.

                Ana had become her very best friend. She was there when no one else was. Whenever Chelsey thought anything good could come to her Ana would put her right back in her place. Finally after an hour without hardly blinking at herself in the mirror she walked away. She pushed a blanket over the mirror so she couldn’t look over once comfy in bed.

                Yeah right, you’ll never be comfy. Maybe you should take a sleeping bill. Or 50.

                Chelsey pulled her pillow over the side of her head to try and shut the voices up. The voices that told her to hurt herself were the descendants of Ana. Chelsey knew that Ana had other places to be, she had to leave at some point because no one could stand Chelsey all the time. She called the voice that snuck in her head late at night Disaster, because that’s what she felt like.

                “Chelsey?” She wasn’t sure when the voices became so real. So familiar, but this voice sounded a lot like Harry Styles.

                “Chelsey?” Chelsey finally lifted her head to see a fall figure standing in the doorway. F.A.K.E

                “I’m not supposed to be in here, visiting hours ended so long ago it’s not funny.” Chelsey was wondering slightly why Harry was so persistent, for a second she let herself think he actually cared about people like her but it was okay because Ana set her straight.

                “Then why are you here?” Chelsey’s voice was horse which was weird because she had just drank water.

                “I bribed the nurse, she told me you ate all of your lunch.” Soon Harry was standing at the bottom of Chelsey’s bed. Her heart rate picked up and she wasn’t sure if it was her anxiety or just the presence of Harry Styles.

                “So this is what’s happening. Get up, it’s time to go.” Chelsey obeyed and walked across her room to her sweater. Harry followed behind her and grabbed the bag he assumed was her overnight bag.

                You must be really stupid. This kid doesn’t give a damn, he’s famous.

                Chelsey swallowed hard and tried to ignore Disaster, but it was hard when all she did was scream at her. She would get angrier when Chelsey ignored her.

                “Chelsey- Harry has your meal plan, so don’t try and sneak away from it.” Chelsey wondered how much money Harry paid the nurse to let her out, but she didn’t care. She was sick of being surrounded by four white walls, a white ceiling and white tasting food.

                “W-Where are you taking me?” Harry showed the man at the visiting counter his pass and walked straight by.

                “A secret place.” Harry winked.

                Maybe he’ll kill you.