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Shit.
Fucking Ryder called the ambulance and now I'm in a hospital.
They're going to find out about my problems and make me eat.
I don't want to be bigger, I like being small. It makes me feel beautiful and pretty like all of those picture perfect girls in magazines.
I mean who even needs to eat.
Not me.
I push the nasty food they left for me away and swing my legs over the edge of the hospital bed.
Where the hell are my clothes?
I shouldn't even say clothes. I was still in Ryder's shirt along with my bra and panties.
Who cares.
When I find them, I pull them on as fast as I can and don't even bother with the fact that the shirt doesn't cover my butt.
When I notice that, I also notice my thighs.
God my thighs are huge. I need to go home and change into real clothes so nobody sees those.
The door creaks as I open it and it gives me away. A nurse looks straight at me with narrowed eyes. She knows what I'm about to do.
"Ma'am please return to your bed."
"Fuck you." I spit out. Turning on my heel I look for the closest exit and run.
There it is, the beautiful exit sign.
Almost there. My legs are short but I'm running as fast as I can to get away from here.
*WHAM*
I smack face first into Ryder's chest and we both go tumbling to the ground.
"Shit Cat. What the hell are you doing?" He tries to sit up but I'm in a weird position on top of him.
Kind of straddling him while my hands are on his chest to keep him from getting up.
"Did they tell you?" I whisper.
Ryder instantly knows what I'm talking about and can't even look me In the eye. He's disgusted. I can tell.
I try to stay strong, but a small stream of tears start to run down my face and a tiny drop hits his cheek with a splash.
"Did they tell you that I'm a monster? That I'm destroying myself? That I starve myself so I can be pretty like everyone else!?" I shout at him, and he still won't look at me.
Screw him.
I push myself off him and run for the door.
"CAT wait!" Ryder frantically tries to get up and catch me but I'm already out the door.
"Go to hell!" I scream over my shoulder.
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Good Girl's Don't Exist
RandomMeet cat. She's a rebellious outgoing fighter chick ready to beat the shit out of anyone. Cat never let's her guard down long enough for someone to come in and actually... Love her. Will that change when Ryder Dallas moves to their school? Or not?