Bulimia

Chapter 003

I pulled out a weed and threw it in the pile of pulled out weeds. There was a lot. My aunt hasn't taken very good care of her house. Her neighbour, Mrs. Rangel, is a creepy old lady. She just stares at you and after like, 4 minutes, she says hi. The other house next to my aunts house is being sold. The last people that lived there moved out after hearing "sounds" in their attic. Weirdos. I was getting hot, so I went inside and got a glass of cold water.

I chugged it down and ran back outside. I couldn't leave Tina out there by herself for a long time, she'd run away. I watered my aunt's Tulips and Daisys. She had an apple tree and I watered that too. I didn't want these to die. They were pretty. Just as I was going to get some tomato plants from the garage, a moving truck came and parked in the driveway of the empty home. I watched to see who came out.

A couple came out. I'm guessing the wife, had blond hair and looked very nice. The husband had brown hair and looked okay, not as nice as his wife, but not mean. I shrugged and continued planting. I wiped my forehead and stood up. I think I was finished gardening for now. Now I just had to mow the lawn.

I walked into the garage and put my gloves and gardening tools away. I took out the lawn mower and pulled the string. I had to pull it 4 times before it actually started. I began in the backyard and made my way around the whole yard. Same with the front yard. When I finished the front yard, I stopped and looked at my new neighbours. A boy that looked about my age was standing on his driveway, holding a large box.

I wanted to say hi but decided against it. Instead, I went inside. I needed to eat, so I made some cereal. Like always, I puked it out. I was heading up to my room when I heard a knock on my door. It was weird, really. No one really comes to visit. Or maybe it was just my Aunt Veronica. I opened the door, Tina at my heels. "Hey there. I'm Tyler" said the boy whom I had seen earlier. "Hi. I'm Echo, Echo James" I told him.

"I really like your name" he told me with a smile. "Thanks". I returned his smile. "So, have you lived here all your life?" he asked, leaning against the doorway. "In this house or town?" "House." "Ah. No, actually, I haven't. I used to live with my parents. But, y'know, they disappeared. They were going to South America and their plane crashed down into the water and they never found it" I told him.

I didn't cry, I was used to telling people the story of my parents. I cried before, but now I was strong enough to not cry. "Oh, I'm sorry" said Tyler with a sympathetic smile. "Don't be. It's not your fault" I told him. "Okay, if yo-" "Hey hey hey! Aunt Veronica is comin through" said I guess..my Aunt Veronica. She was wearing a red lace underwear and a matching bra. Oh, and don't forget her black heels.

"Uhm..I think you should go.." I told Tyler. "Yeah, yeah. Okay. Uhm, I'll see ya around, yeah?" He said and I nodded. He waved and stepped away from my aunt and walked away. I pulled my aunt inside the house and slammed the door shut. "Dude! I was just starting to make a friend and you have to come in with your drunk self and ruin everything?" I asked..or told her. "Hey. Don't shout at me! I am your fucking aunt" she yelled, her eyes red.

"I can yell at you all I want. You're not my Aunt Veronica! All you are is a...skanky stripper!" I told her. I gotta admit. Not my best choice of words. I ran up to my room and slammed the door shut. Due to the yelling, Tina was already on my bed, hiding under my pillow. I let the tears run down my cheeks and thought of what had just happened. My aunt, my moms sister, came into my house, drunk and clothed inappropriately and had to ruin my first chance at actually making a friend.

Aunt Veronica is not supposed to be like that. She's supposed to be dressed in a pencil skirt and a blouse carrying her purse, her hair in a neat bun and her makeup done neatly, her green eyes not red, just green. But I mean, people change. Even when you don't want them to.