Too Fat to Love | E.G.D✅

Eleven

Eleven| Workout

I woke up to the sound of music blasting downstairs. I groaned and threw myself out of the guest bed. I headed downstairs almost falling my head multiple times. I came across the door where the music was blasting and opened it.

"Ethan" I spoke, but he didn't hear me. He was too busy doing sit-ups. "Ethan!" I yelled but he was still to focused.

I went over towards his speaker and unplugged it.

"Hey!" He yelled "babygirl I was listening to that" he groaned

"Can't you do your little exercises somewhere else or some other time of the day?"

"Sorry babgirl, but I've been waking up at 3:00 doing this everyday and I can't stop now. Maybe you can join me or something." He shrugged.

"You think my fat ass can do all those sit ups?" I laughed.

"Just start small and make goals for yourself and see where that'll lead you."

"It's too early in the morning. School literally starts in four hours, how do you expect me to lose weight in just four hours?"

"It's a start" he licked his lips. "Now come on and work out with me. Please?"

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"I'm too tired Ethan. I can't do anymore sit-ups" I whined.

"You only did one" he laughed.

"It's not funny, Ethan." I scoffed. "Your just sitting back watching me and laughing at me afterwards isn't going to help me. I need assistance, and for the record the only person who's aloud to laugh at me when I fail is me"

"Okay, okay" he said, holding up his hands in defense. "I'll help you. But first you need to learn how to help yourself."

"What the hell dose that mean?"

"It means...if your really serious about losing weight....you need to step up and stop telling yourself you can't do stuff. Instead tell yourself you can, and stop calling yourself fat"

"So...in other words..stop telling the truth? Because that's exactly what I am. Fat."

"You aren't fucking fat!"

"Yes I am Ethan! I'm short and fat. I weigh 216"

"There's people out there who weigh 600 and can't do shit, Violet! Move while you still can!"

"Well you know what? I'm tired of being told to lose weight"

"Well maybe if you lost it, you wouldn't be told." He snapped.

"Well have you ever weighed 216 pounds before?!"

"No but—"

"Then you don't get to say that! It's hard enough as it is to lose!"

"Violet listening to me" he said softly, holding my hands in his "Your capable of so much more than you think, and I think everyone see's it, but you." He said, pecking my forehead

"What if one day I wake up and I still don't love myself, even if I'm skinny?"

"Then just know, that I do" he leaned in.

"Ew what is she doing here?" Grayson walked in.

"She's gonna be staying with us for a while" Ethan said.

"I don't think we have enough room for a fat ass like her" Grayson laughed and lifting up a 40 pound weight as if it weighed nothing.

I picked up a 10 pound weight and threw it at his head, causing him to instantly fall to the floor and groan.

"Ready to get to work?" Ethan chuckled.

"Always" I said getting in sit-up position.