Hungry

Chapter 12

It was officially Saturday, the moment I'd been excited for. All the dieting I had been doing had paid off, since I could now see the difference - not a lot of difference but some. I'd spent two and a half hours in the gym, running on the treadmill at a speed above my normal one. I needed to go to the pharmacy to get a new inhaler for Max but then I could spend the rest of my day getting pampered.

I showered before leaving in some sweats and a tank top. I had to wait for the pharmacist to give me Max's prescription, so I spent some time wandering around the store. I picked up a pack of Tampons for next month and a chocolate bar, seeing as I deserved it. I reached an aisle, picking up random packages. I stumbled across a tub called Glucomannan 500mg capsules to suppress hunger. I picked it up, studying it. I had been getting hungry and it was getting harder to hold back the hunger.

I pick up three boxes, dropping my chocolate bar in the process. I don't bother to pick it up, instead I walk over to the cashier.

"You have to be eighteen and over to buy this."

"I am eighteen." I lie.

She studies me for a while before shrugging. She scans my items, placing them in a bag before passing it over to me.

"Thanks."

"No problem."

I go back to wait for Max's inhaler and when I get it, I drive back home. When I get into my room, I read the labels of the packaging. 'Take two capsules, three times a day before each meal.' However, I don't eat meals since I cut down. There's no difference between taking them and not eating anyway, it may stop my stomach from growling though. I squeeze the pack open, popping two in my mouth. I grab the glass of water on my bedside table and sip it with the capsules. I stuff the rest underneath my bed, breathing out in the process.

A knock sounds from my door, nearly making me jump.

"Miss Darcy?"

"Oh. Rita come in."

She enters my room, a package in her hand. "These came for you."

"Thank you," I say, grabbing the package, "And how many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me Miss."

"Sorry Mi- I mean sorry Darcy."

I smile at her. "Thank you Rita."

"I'm going to go change the plants and then I'll be off."

"Okay. Have a good day!"

"Any you too M- Darcy."

I grin. "Bye."

"Bye."

She closes the door after her, leaving me stood with a package. 'I hope you like it - Keaton.', the card reads. I open up the package to see an entire outfit. I take out some Louboutin heels. They were clear with encrusted diamonds on them and a strap for the ankles. I'm trace it lightly, knowing how much they were. Miles' mom owned a pair and Miles sawed off the heel and I didn't see him for three months.

I place the shoes neatly on the bed, pulling out the next item. It was a big Cartier bag and when I opened it up, I was almost blinded by the amount of diamonds in there. There was a: platinum, diamond chocker; a white-gold ring, a silver Juste Un Clou ring, a white-gold diamond love bracelet and finally white-gold drop earrings, with diamonds in them. I can't stop the smile on my face because what girl doesn't love diamonds.

I place the bag down, fastening it again. The final thing in the package was a cobalt Givenchy dress. I lift it out the bag, my fingers trailing along the hem. The dress was one shouldered and cinched at the waist. It then flowed out, all the way down to the floor. The back of the dress had a trail that wasn't too long but still captivating. The dress was amazing and I swooned just by looking at it. I lay the dress over the bed, picking up my phone and dialling Keaton's number. He picks up almost straight away.