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I woke up around 4 in the morning the sudden urge to piss.
Slowly crawling off the bed I made my way to the door. Walking in the bathroom I pulled down my underwear and pissed. In the toilet of course not on the floor like a Neanderthal.
After I was done with that really long piss. I walked to the stair case.
I tip toed down the stairs and to the kitchen. I pulled two beers out of the fridge and walked up the creaky wooden steps.
As I entered the guy's room I climbed to the top bunk where Lip was laying.
"I know you aren't sleepin. "
"I was an hour ago."
"Why can't you sleep?"
"I don't really know. I just woke up. Been thinking since."
I nodded my head even though I knew ne probably couldn't see me in the darkness of the room.
"I got you a beer."
He sat up and i handed him the bottle, wet from condensation.
"Thanks, so why couldn't you sleep?"
" I had to piss."
He chuckled lightly.
We cracked open the beers and sat in silence. An oddly comfortable silence.
I'm used to silence being interrupted. I chugged half of my beer within 3 minutes.
"Hey Rose, can we talk?"
"About?"
"You."
"What about me?" Ah, there goes that silence. My heartbeat was pounding against my ribs sending a wake up call to Ana.
"Everthing about this whole eating thing ? When did it start? How old were you? Why do you do it?"

"Lip..." I set my beer between my thighs.
"Just tell me."
Ana is screaming no. When she doesn't get her way she gets angry.

I could rebel just this once.
" It started when I was fourteen."
I could feel the mood change.
The darkness enveloping my body, so he can hopefully not see me.
" I was only in the 8th grade."
The light from the moon casts a shadow on his features. All the light from the window only being in him as he nods for me to continue.
I took the last sip of my beer and continued talking.
"Well I was sitting on the cafeteria waiting for the bus reading a magazine. It had so many thin beautiful models. This isn't the first times I've seen a thin girl before and thought about this. I've seen all the other girls around, they're all skinny and beautiful. They all had something in common. They'd all pick in me. They'd call me fat, ugly, disgusting. They said I didn't deserve to breath the same air as them because of that.
It had happened for years and I had enough. I thought being thin would make me happy. I hated my body because I wasn't thin. Then I started skipping meals and losing weight. But I was still was eating. Eventually kept gaining the weight back. That's when I heard of Bulimea. It's like, how do i explain. It's an eating disorder where you make yourself throw up. So eventually everything I ate I threw up. I've tried countless things to help myself. I just can't stop."
I talked and talked without stopping to get it over with. So I wouldn't have to talk about it any longer then necessary.
The entire talk Ana screeched at me. Telling me not to confide in others that they will only hurt me. That they will only cause more pain.

"Rose.."
"You are fucking great. They are all assholes. You think they hate your body and critize your body but, you are being such a fucking hypocrite.
You do the same thing to yourself that they do to you."
I began tearing up.
"I wouldn't have to if they didn't put them in my head.It's like that are super glued there. Right in the back of my skull."

Trying to blink the tears away before they spill. I am unfortunatelyunsuccessful at this.
I start sniffling as he hugs me.
I cling on his shirt like if I let go I'd fall. I cried on his shirt, dampening it as tears poured down my cheeks like waterfalls. Or perhaps a broken faucet.

He stroked my hair until I stopped crying and fell asleep.
This trulyvis how Lip Gallagher and I are. We have a bond different from Ian and I's.
Ana calms down and smiles her dead smile.
Plotting another way to hurt me and the others around me.

A/N
First I'dlike to apologize for taking forever to write this. I just had a shit ton of mistakes but, now it's done!

I really do hope you aren't disappointed but, I really expect people to be upset because I'm a terrible writer . Also sorry for the places that aren't spaced. My phone is really cracked and it's being weird.

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