A Classic Brallie Story (Part 2)

Stage 1: Denial.

Brandon's POV

I woke up this morning. That is all anyone can ask of me t hease days. It has only been a week from the day I lost her. Everything is different.

I get out of bed and go into the bathroom. I study myself in the mirror. My skin is pale, my hair is messy, and I have circles under my eyes that are so bad they are beginning to look like bruses. I lift up my shirt and I can see my ribcage is way beyond visible. The only thing making it to were you don't see the bone itself is a very thin layer of skin. All this has happened in one week.

"Callie wouldn't want tou to be like this." I hear my mom (Stef) say from the bathroom doorway.

"I know...."

"Then why? Why are you doing this to yourself,  Brandon, love you can die if you don't start eating."

"Would that be so bad?"

"BRANDON!"

"WHAT MOM! I can't do this anymore....it hurts..."

I start bawling uncontrollably and fall to the floor. Mom bends down next to me and holds mw like she did when I was little.

"She can't be gone mom, she can't."