F*cked Up Situation (mdd/matt walst)

Chp. 6

I woke up, my body sore since the chair was not at all comfortable. But even though i was tired as fuck, i still woke up around 9. Of course the guys were still asleep. I got up, pulling down my shirt that went past my ass which i was wearing with some leggings and socks. My shirt was beige and it was more like a sweater which made it loose so no one could see how "skinny" i am. Everyone calls me skinny but i don't feel like it. Thats not how i see it.

I stretched my muscles and walked towards the tiny kitchen. I went over to the corner where a coffee maker was. I did everything for it and then started it.

A few hours later Matt stumbled in, still waking up. His blonde hair was a mess, scattered all over his head which made me laugh.

"Coffee?" I offered. He nodded, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. So i poured some in the mug and then heated it up in the microwave. When it was finished, i handed it to him.

"Hey i have a question." He said, running a hand through his hair to try to make it look decent.

"You seem to have a lot of those." I giggled. He smiled but then his face turned serious.

"It's definitely fine if you don't want to but..can i see them?" He asked seriously. I swallowed hard, blinking a few times before clearing my throat.

"I-I guess...but just my arms.." i put down my cup and began rolling up my sleeves where he took my arms and examined them.

"Your arms are so skinny...and you can barely see your actual skin." He said worriedly.

"I know.." i said turning my head away. His arms suddenly clasped my waist.

"You're so thin!" He opened his eyes wide.

"I'm really not.."

"Ally...how many pounds are you..?" He asked sternly. I chewed my lip stud, not looking him on the eyes.

"Allison." He said, turning my chin.

"I-I'm..a seven stone.." i said, quickly looking away from his mesmerizing eyes. He pulled away and ran a hand through his hair.

"And how long has it been since you ate?" I just shrugged.

"Maybe a day or two..." i never looked him in the eyes.

"Dammit baby you gotta eat! I'm not gonna let you be this skinny..it's not normal.." he said, reaching over to pull down my sleeves for me when he heard the bunk door open. I looked over to see Sal coming out with no shirt and stretching.

"You know what we should do?" Sal said with a smirk.

"We should prank chizzy." He laughed, me and Matt smiling. Sal got put what they call an airsoft gun i think? I don't know but it looks like a fucking rifle.

"Here film it." Matt laughed, handing me his phone. I turned on the phone and told him it was recording.

"This is Chizzy hard at work." Matt said with a smirk.

"Goddamn chizzy." Sal chuckled. We walked over to his bunk to find him asleep with his computer open.

"He's just sitting on facebook, and Matt's gonna shoot him." Sal said to the camera.

"With an airsoft gun. This motherfucker hurts." Sal laughed. Matt held up the gun and then put it under the blanket, putting it on his leg. He then shot it and Chizzy shot up, looking at Matt and Sal and just groaning. Matt and Sal burst out laughing, Sal quickly walking away.

"It wasn't me!" He yelled when Chizzy tried to grab him. (Video at the top)

I laughed and turned off the camera, giving Matt his phone back.