Bulimia

Chapter 007

After talking with Taylor, I felt hungry. So..instead of eating the gross stewed tomatoes and brussels sprouts that my aunt had left me, I went up to my room an reached under my bed.

I kept food down there. For when I'm hungry at night. It's basically a secret emergency stash. I pulled out 2 mini bags of Lays Chips and some brownies. I needed something like soda to drink. The bubbles made throwing up easier. I felt around and got ahold of a Pepsi.

I opened both bags and stuffed a handful of chips in my mouth. They were sour cream and onion flavored. It was my favorite. I kept stuffing my mouth with chips until they were both empty. I licked the inside of both bags and then opened the brownie box.

They came in individual wrapping so I unwrapped 2 of them and stuffed them into my mouth. I felt like a squirrel. My cheeks were sticking out and I could hardly chew. When I finally managed to chew the brownies, I swallowed it. It all went down my throat slowly.

It hurt, so I chugged down half if the Pepsi. I let out a breath when I managed to get the brownies down my throat. I chugged down the rest if the canned Pepsi. I ran to my bathroom and kneeled in front of my toilet.

I stuck two fingers into my mouth and was unsuccessful. I tried again and the food came out together..followed by some blood. I started coughing up more blood, when I was sure no more blood was coming out, I flushed the toilet. Then I saw movement at the door of my bathroom.

I prayed that it wasn't my Aunt Veronica. I turned my head slowly and saw Taylor staring at me, mouth wide open. "Echo.." I felt tears come to my eyes. Taylor just saw everything. She knows.

I burst into tears and then began sobbing. Taylor came closer to me and I backed away. "Leave me alone!" I yelled, tears falling onto the ground. "No, Echo. We need to talk..really," she said, concern filled her eyes.

She was going to talk me out if it. Make me feel fat. "NO! Just leave me alone...or I'll dunk your head into the toilet!," I yelled at her. I felt more tears join the ones that already covered my cheeks.

"You don't understand.." Taylor's eyes were glassy. "What?.." "I have bulimia too.," she squeaked out.

I was shocked. I felt my tears stop and I got up. I walked over to Taylor who was now crying into my pillow. I pulled Taylor into a tight hug, and surprisingly, she hugged back.

I sniffled and looked up at my window and saw Tyler. I felt like beating him up for always watching me, but at the same time I knew he just cared about me, so I offered him a small smile, and he returned it.

Author's Note: OMG. I'm Super Sorry For Not Updating. I'm updating today because I thought of some new ideas and wanted to write them and publish them for y'all to read. 💖💖