Two weeks later
The next day, I woke up smiling.Ever since that day at the gym,I'd been smiling even my mum noticed and was amused. I wasn't really having nightmares, I slept well, ate better.Mr Rude kept to his promise of training me and we had trained everyday but only verbally. He said we needed to take it ‘a step at a time’ and that we were going to start the physical aspect today.
So there I was on the treadmill running (walking) an 800 metre race.i mean the speed was set on the lowest but still.
“Come on, move it Ava!”Mr Rude said and I felt like I was going to faint. I had already completed 400 metres.
“Can we take a break?"I whined and he just rolled his eyes.
“Fine”he said and headed back to his seat.I stepped off the treadmill and fell to the ground in exhaustion, earning me another eye roll from him. Once I contained myself. I went to wash my hands and then placed one of the yoga mats on the treadmill and sat on it in a crisscross ,applesauce way .
Grabbing my bag, I pulled out my bottle of water and then my bacon sandwich (I missed it),making Mr Rude narrow his eyes at me . I thought he was going to say the whole ‘no food on the machines’ thing or whatever boring thing he used to say but he just kept quiet.Instead of pulling out one sandwich, I brought out two, grinning deeply as I strode to stand in front of him and held one out to him and he eyed it.
“Not in a billion years" he said.
“Please take it, for me?”I said hoping.
“And why would I do that?”
“Because it would make me happy”I said and he didn't answer “and it can be used to seal our friendship"he looked at my grinning face and then, the sandwich. He took it with contemplation and and just as he was about to put it in his mouth, I grabbed my phone to record the moment that I knew might only happen once.He took a bite and his face turned into a grimace.
I went back to where I was seated to eat my sandwich and I laughed at the video but as I watched it while eating my sandwich,a message notification popped up on my screen and then several others followed suit.i wondered who it could be since no one really texted me apart from my mom,Kayla,Amber and Dave.And even if it was them, i wondered why they would send about forty messages at a go. Strange.
I opened one of the messages and all traces of humour washed from my face immediately. I think even Mr Rude noticed.Mr Rude strode over to where I was seated but I didn't hear what he was saying because what I saw in front of me flooded my brain.
Messages from an unknown number;
“Ugly fat slut"
“Why are you still in this planet"
“Why don't you just go and crawl into a hole"
“You and your fat self are not needed here"
“GET out of our lives"
“You overweight hippopotamus “
“Even an elephant is slimmer than you"
“Ugly thing"
“Obese cow”......
More messages came from different unknown numbers came in.
Unknown number 2
“You'd always be fat and ugly”
“Jump into the ocean and die but be careful not to cause a flood with that weight of yours-"
I couldn't finish reading the messages because before I knew it,my phone was snatched from my hand.
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THE COMEBACK :History Repeats Itself
Roman d'amour"My Lips became heavier, My cries became louder, My blades became sharper, My nights became shorter, My food became smaller, My bones became weaker , My life became harder, But he came and I reversed it all. And now I'm Stronger,Smarter,Wiser. My...
