Mom placed two dishes of breakfast in front of our faces. Wilmer smiled at mom and she smiled back when Wilmer told her it looked tasty.
I just stared at the plate while in the inside of my head a war was going on. All I wanted to do was run away and lock myself somewhere where I could cry alone...
It was too much... Too much food...
'Fat bitch... You better not eat that if you don't want to get fatter than you already are... I mean... Just look at you... Ew...'
The voice in my head said. I looked at Wilmer, probably because I wanted him to help me.
'Oh come on... Don't think he's different... He will leave you. Wanna know why? Well, because you're a fucking fat whale. Do you think that such an handsome guy like him is gonna stick by an elephant's side?"
I could feel the tears filling up my eyes. I kept moving the food around the plate using my fork.
"Demi? Baby?" Wilmer made me look at him. He was worried.
Maddie, Dallas, dad and mom were now looking at them.
"I... I..." I took a deep breath and cleared my throat because of the knot of tears I felt there.
He placed his hand on top of mine.
"You're beautiful, hermosa. You'll always be. Please eat. It will be okay. I promise. You are perfect just the way you are" He told me. I looked into his eyes. He meant it but I still couldn't believe him.
"Sorry..." I whispered and left the kitchen ans ran upstairs to lock myself in the bathroom.
I let myself fall on the cold ground as tears started to stream down my face. I was disappointed. I thought I was recovered but here I was... Broken like old times...
I really wanted to cut my skin...
"Demi, hermosa, open the door. Let's talk, hm?" Wilmer was outside the bathroom.
I didn't want to talk but then my eyes looked down at my belly. I needed to be a good mother...
So I stood up and in a matter of seconds, I was in his arms. I wanted to cry but I couldn't. I was too tired of it.
He rubbed my back up and down and I sighed.
"You're strong. You're a warrior, my love. You're gonna do this. You can do this. For me, for our future child, for your family, for your fans... For yourself."
I sighed again and looked into my eyes.
"I am gonna do this" He smiled at my words and pecked my lips.
"Let's go downstairs and eat that delicious breakfast your mom made, yeah?"
I nodded my head and we headed towards the kitchen.
"Hey honey" Mom said. I smiled at them all and sat down again.
With Wilmer holding my hand, I managed to eat my first breakfast out of treatment.
And then I realized that if I needed him by my side. He was my rock... I needed him to stay strong.
