Thin •Lip Gallagher•

05

TW for Bulimia

I ran up to the bathroom to get as far away from them and locked the door. Pulling my hair into a tight bun I turned on the faucet.
I don't want them to hear a single thing.

I sunk to the ground as she yelled at my calling me names. I quickly shoved my fingers to the back of my throat.

Throw up filled the toilet as I just kept going and going. Not stopping once, my hands were covered in thrown up candy.

"It's worth it Rose, skinny is perfect." She whispers to me as I am slumped over the toilet vomiting until nothing came out.

She was happy, Ana smiled creepily and began laughing. She screeched manically, as if this were a game.
I stood up tears running down my cheeks as puke dripped down my lips.

I flushed the toilet and washed my hands, I slathered them in soap to get the smell away.
I gargled the mouthwash from the cabinet until  it burned my tongue and cheeks.
I washed my face off and fixed my hair taking it out of the tight bun. I turned the water off and walked downstairs.

I faked a smile, cause you can't possibly be sad if you smiled, and laid on the couch.
"How's life Ian? "
"Shitty how about yourself? "

"It's great" I spoke sarcastically.
"I'm cold" I whined.
"That sucks for you," Lip said.

"Fuck You Lip. "

"When, where, and how hard?"

"Now, here, and break the bed hard. "

Ian looked at us in disgust.
"Calm down fruit loop, it's a joke."
Ian pushed me off his lap and I laughed.

"I'm fucking around, I could never fuck Lip, his dick is too small, " Lip flicked my forehead.

"My dick isn't small."
"Than you're just gonna have to prove it," I joked.
He rolled his eyes and I put my head on Ian's lap again.

I quickly fell asleep, and woke up just as fast when the door slammed open and shut.
"What are you doing home from school it's like twelve" Fiona asks us all after seeing us on the couch.

"Hey Fiona, long time no see. "

"Rose, you haven't been around lately? "

"Sick " She nods and points at Ian and Lip, "Ian and Lip, dishes now. "

The two boys I call my friends groan as the walk to the kitchen.

"You stayin' for dinner? "
"Actually can I stay the night?
She looked at me like I had my head on backwards, "Of course you can. "

I smiled and laid back down on the couch. "Thanks man, I hate crashing at home."

I fiddled with my hair and closed my eyes.
"Fiona do you have a pair of clothes I could wear to sleep? "
"I just washed some clothes, you can look through them."

"Thanks," she began picking up garbage from the floors and throwing them away.
"No problem, they're still in the drier."

I stood up and walked to the drier in the kitchen. Squatting down I opened it and sifted through the clothes.

"Do you have any sweatpants?"
"I have jeans washed," her eyes traveled to me "why?"
I shrugged my shoulders and laughed grabbing a pair of shorts and walking to the bathroom.
I slipped off my jeans and put on the shorts looking down at my thighs.

I want to look like the girl in the magazine. How come I don't look like her? How come I'm not good enough?

My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. "Yeah, " I spoke to the other person.

"You have a bladder the size of Lips Dick. "

"Shut up Ian, " I chuckle opening the door and walking out.
"Make me," I stuck my finger in his mouth and he bit me.
"Ow fuck you that hurt you bitch " Spewed from my lips before I could think.
"You're fucking stupid. "
"I know. "
We walked in the kitchen and I grabbed a cup Lip was putting away, filling it with water.

Lip turned to me and started yelling at me in a joking manner.
"Wow, really take the cup while I'm stil-," he stopped his sentence when his gaze reached my legs," What the fuck."

I shrugged, "What? "
"You're legs are really fucking skinny. "

"Okay? " My heart pounded, Ana was laughing at me. She laughed like a mad woman and she teased me.
"He's only saying that to mess with you, you're disgusting. You aren't skinny."

I grabbed my head and leaned onto the fridge "you should eat something," Lip spoke walking to the living room and grabbing a plastic grocery bag and tossing it at me.

"Eat a burger you're a too skinny."
"Eat a dick you ass. "
Lip flipped me off and lit a cigarette.
I walked in the room and threw the bag on the couch grabbing Ian's jacket I was wearing.
I pulled out my pack of cigarettes and stole Ian's lighter.
I lit my cigarette as Frank stumbled into the house from the back door.
He looked at us mumbled something, none of us were able to understand or hear well.

Before we could ask he black out and fell on the floor.

"Same old Frank, an asshole drunk. "

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