I can't continue

Pt. 9

Monika's P.O.V.

-So, you didn't tell me where are we going?

I started the conversation.

-Small town in Kanada. That's why I asked you if you got your documents.

-I've always wanted to go to Kanada. And I'm glad that it happens to be with you.

-I love you.

He hold my hand on the shifter.

-I love you, too.

-So can you explain me what happened this week?

-On monday my mother weighted me right before I had to leave for school. I was 34 kilos. She was slapping me until I..

I can't tell him exactly what happened. Now everything is just perfect and I'll ruin everything

-...Start crying. I've never seen her like that. My dad tried to stop her, but she didn't listen. Then she told me to go to my room. I went upstairs as fast as possible and change my phones. Now I'm with that small old phone. She made me eat. And now I'm 41 kilos. I know I gained a lot, but I'll try my best to lose it fast. For you.

-Don't lose weight. I want you to be healthy. Around like 50 or more. Gain weight, don't lose weight.

I stayed quiet. I didn't want to fight with him. I hope he understand why I need to stop eat. I don't want to be like before.

-What else did you get?

He asked.

-Some clothes, tooth brush and paste and money.

-No food? Love, I'm starving.

The name he gave me made me chuckle.

-First we need to get out of the country and then we can stop for a break.

He informed me.

-How much do we have left?

-3 hours. Here. Blanket, cover yourself. I'll wake you up as we arrive in Kanada.

He sayd and locked our hands together once again.

-Good night.

-Night, Love.