"Ugh. I'm too bloody fat." Sally stood infront of Chris' mirror, holding her top up and poking her belly flab. Chris stood behind her and slid his arms around her waist.
"You're not." He whispered in her ear. "You're perfect, if anything, a little too skinny." He kissed her neck, she loved that. She spun out of his grasp and glared.
"I AM too fat, look." She lifted her top up and made her stomache stick out as far as she could make it. He laughed.
"And breathe." He smiled as she exhailed a breath and because 5 times skinnier.
"I'm still too fat." She huffed.
"Shut up." He threw a cushion at her. "Don't you dare get skinnier, I don't want you ill, especially when you're living with me." She shrugged and joined him in his bed. He put his arms around her and ran his fingers down each of her ribs and shuddered slightly at the fact he could do that. "I love you how you are. Don't change." He yawned and closed his eyes.
Sally turned and looked at the clock, 1:00a.m. Perfect. Chris was fast asleep, she moved his hand off her waist and slid out of bed into the bathroom. She fumbled around for her toothbrush and slowly pushed the handle end into her mouth and onto her tonsles. She coated the sink in that day's meals. Satisfied that everything had been bought back up, she washed it away, wiped her toothbrush and flicked the light off, returning to bed with Chris. She did this every night and he never noticed. She could eat all she liked and she'd just get thinner.
"Sal, Sal, Sal, SAL!" Chris shook her arm and she opened her eyes, waking slowly. "Wake up!" He snapped.
"What." She yawned, unimpressed by the early wake-up.
"You've thrown up." He stated. "You reak and you have puke on your tee-shirt." She looked down and noticed she had missed a little bit whilst cleaning up that night. "And you have lost alot of weight recently." He glared at her. "And you've been sick, but there's no sick anywhere, is there?" She shook her head, trying to realise if he had figured it out or not. "I'm afraid you're bulemic, Sal. You don't need to do that. Nobody think's you're fat but you!" He hugged her. "I can help you through this."
"You gonna make me thinner?" She growled sarcastically at the fact he knew her secret.
"No, I'm gonna sort you out." He smiled. She sighed.
"Sort me out?" She snorted slightly. "I don't need sorting out! I don't need your help, Chris."
"You obviously do babe." He was still calm but Sally had got very worked up.
"No I don't!" She grabbed her lighter and a small purse from the side and walked outside and down the street. It was a wintery morning and she was out wearing nothing but a pair of converse and a long fitted tee-shirt. she sat down by a tree in the park and tipped a little of the contense of the purse into her hand. She rolled the tiny flakes of dope up in a rizzla coat and fished around for the lighter. The dope was another one of those things Chris didn't know about. She drew a long drag and leaned back against the tree, exhailing on the way. She relaxed as she took another deep drag. "Nice." She whispered, smiling to herself. The frosty ground was begining to bother her. She stood up and turned around, bumping straight into Laurri. "Hey!" She smiled.
"Thank god you're here!" She snapped. "I was worried."
"What?" Sally looked confused.
"Chris rang me when you walked out and told me about the bulemea and how you think you're fine."
"I AM fine." Sally snapped taking another drag of her roll up.
"You're 15, bulemic, you drink constantly, you do drugs, you smoke, you're becoming anorexic, you fuck him practically every night" She pointed in the direction of Chris' house and Sally blushed slightly. "YOU are messed up."
"Hmm......" Sally tried to find an excuse, but she had to give in. She WAS messed up. She flopped back on the floor, forgetting the cold. "Are you gonna tell Chris about everything I do?" She looked disappointed.
"I have to." Laurri nodded.
Sally listened to the conversation across the room from Chris' bed. She was tucked up, weak and helpless, listening to Laurri tell Chris about all of the bad things she did and she winced at the reactions of Chris. Finally she finnished the list and walked over to talk to Sally. "You'll be alright now. We'll fix you." She smiled and stroked her hair once. "See you later, kiddo."
Chris walked over to the bed too. He sat down and put his hand on Sally's arm.
"I've heard some bad things about you tonight, Sal. I'm gonna help you get back on track." He rubbed her shoulder.
"You hate me now, don't you?" She whispered.
"I love you." He kissed her cheek, and then put his ring in her line of vision. "Remember?"
"Thank's." She rolled onto her back so she could see him. "I love you too." Chris looked at her, she was pale, as always. She had big purple circles around her eyes and her cheek bones had become more defined the more weight she lost. She looked half dead. He got under the covers with her and put his arms around her cold and scrawney body. He ran his fingers across her ribs, and traced her spine down with his finger and held her hips. She felt so small.
"Why did you not tell me any of the things you've done?" He whispered across her ear. "I would have understood."
"No you wouldn't." She spoke so quietly he could only just hear.
"You're right. I wouldn't. I would have hated it, but I'd try and stop it for you."
"Sorry." She breathed, closing her eyes.
"You going to sleep?" Chris stroked her neck gently.
"Of course I'm not." She opened them again and looked at him angrily. "I don't sleep." He nodded and stroked her hair and they whispered through the night.
Chris and Sally ate breakfast and she went for a shower. Making sure the door was locked and the shower was running to disguise any noise, she walked over to the sink and quietly reached for her tothbrush. She cleaned her teeth and then turned the handle towards her mouth. She tried to stop herself, for Chris' sake, but she couldn't. Using the toothbrush to poke around her mouth she found the spot and filled the sink.
Sally and Chris sat in his room. She reached over to the windowsill and picked up a box. Flicking the lid open she took a thin paper and a handfull of small brown flakes. She crushed them up further and spread them in a line along the crease in the paper, rolling it up and licking the edge, sticking it into shape. She grabbed the lighter and flicked the roll-up into her mouth holding the flame to it. "What's that?" Chris snapped as she took a drag.
"Nothing." She blew out the smoke in a line. Chris watched it spread across the room and repeated himself.
"It's just a little dope." She shrugged and continued to smoke it. She took a deep drag, fell backwards so she was lying down and exhailed it through her nose. "Nothing major." She breathed.
"Okay, but don't have too much." She stuck her thumb up in agreement and then held it out toward's him. He took the roll-up of dope and took a drag. It had been almost a year since he gave up smoking, he shouldn't have taken a drag, but he did. "Fuck." He whispered. "That's good." He took another deep drag. "Shit. Roll another." Sally reached into the box again and repeated the process. She lit it and took a couple of drags before handing it over to Chris who did the same.
A cloud of smoke filled the air around them, Sally and Chris where stoned out of their minds. Laurri walked in the door and almost fell back with the screen of marijuana fumes that hit her. "Woah! I thought you where supposed to be helping her get better, not helping her get high!" Laurri snapped, helping Chris onto his feet. He burst out laughing. "What? What's funny?" She huffed.
"Haha, you are!" He pointed slowly. Laurri let out an *URGH!* and pushed him back down.
"When you're concious, you two are in serious trouble!" She yelled slamming the door behind her. Chris laughed and sat next to Sally, kissing her neck all over. She let out a slight moan and in retaliation, she threw her arms around him and kissed him hard. They both knew where it was leading. ; )
"Ring, ring!" Sally growled at the noise waking her up. "Ring ring" Chris heard her growl and sat up to answer the phone so she didn't have to get up. Pulling his boxers on, he walked across the room and found the phone.
"Yep." He answered.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" An angry Laurri yelled back.
"I don't know what you're on about." He smiled, watching Sally drift back to sleep.
"You where stoned out of your minds yesterday." She reminded.
"Oh. That." He seemed apologetic. "Yeah. Sorry about that. I promise I will try and stop that happening again, but it smelt so good and it's been so long. I just had too." There was a silence on the other end of the phone.
"Just don't let her near coke." Laurri hung up.
"Cocaine?" Chris spoke in the direction of Sally. "Nobody told me about the coke........." He walked across the room and sat back in bed. He ran his fingers through Sally's hair slowly untill she woke up. "Sal?" She made a small noise. "Why cocaine?"
"Who told you about that?" She sat up too.
"Laurri did." He put his arm round her and she cuddled into his chest.
"I didn't think she knew." She puzzled quietly. "I don't know why. It's just good."
"You gonna stop?" He hugged her hard.
"I don't know." She spoke minimally. "I don't think I want to."
"But it's clearly hurting you." Chris stated a good point. She nodded and made tiny circles on his chest with her finger. She lent up and kissed him. He made a face. "You've been making yourself hurl again." He stated quietly.
"How do you know?" She didn't argue, it was true.
"You taste like sick."
"Oh." She paused and then a smile grew across her face. "Okay, I'll admit it, but will you forgive me?"
"I don't know." He shook his head in dissapointment.
"Maybe this'll help," She smiled again and slid back below the covers and ran her tongue dwn his chest and using her teeth, she pulled Chris' boxers down a little way. He moaned in pleasure and looked to the ceiling, brething heavily. She re-joned him above the covers and laughed slightly at the expression on his face. "Forgiven?"
"I don't know, maybe you'll have to do that again!" He joked, kissing her softly.
"You've been supposedly trying to sort out her life for a week now and if anything, she looks worse! You do too!" Laurri yelled at Chris. He swept his long black fringe from his eyes.
"I'm fine." He growled.
"You're as skinny as she is." She pointed at his stomache and he lifted his top and examined himself.
"Hmmmmm, maybe." He let go of his top and then got caught up making shapes with his new vans on the carpet. Laurri was talking but he couldn't really hear her. He was just looking at the shoes.
"This is serious!" She snapped and he looked back up at her.
"I know." He glared at her. "Look, you may think that you care about her the most, but that is the girl I love and I want to spend the rest of my life with her. I am in charge of her right now and I will not let anyhing happen to my baby. Back off, we're fine." He yelled and she shut up. She'd never seen him angry like that before. He was scary, almost as scary as Sally when she was mad. "Okay?" He growled. She nodded and backed out of the room.
"How you doing?" Joel hugged Sally tight, they where as skinny as eachother, easily. He felt her ribs as she traced his collar bone.
"It's okay. Still bulemic. Still a druggy. Still anorexic. Still don't sleep enough." She shook her head. "Not well I guess."
"You still look perfect to me." He flattered. "You always look perfect. You'll always be perfect to me." Before he could finnish the sentance, Sally was kissing him, and he didn't mind. His fingers slid steadily across her ribs and down to her hips, embracing each bone. Her hands on his neck, they kissed with passion. He stopped kissing her and moved his lips to her neck, kissing it in the way her knew she loved so much. She grabbed him tight as he continued to please her further. His tongue ran across her collar bone smoothly and she moaned, holding him tighter still. She pushed him onto the bed where he continued to kiss the places she liked and she held him tight. "Fuck yeah." She breathed, yawning slightly aswell. They got under the covers and she began undo-ing the buttons of her shirt. He kissed her stomache and her chest and she yawned again. Gradually, he made things less and less passionate and more sweet. Instead of rapid kissing, he embraced her body. He kissed her lips softly and whispered the word goodnight into her ear as she fell asleep in his arms. He followed closely.
Chris walked into his room. Sally was asleep, excellent! She should be, but then he noticed Joel asleep behind her. hat was a bit weird. Slowly, Joel stretched his arms and opened his eyes, looking around to see Chris. "Oh, hai!" He smiled and waved, getting out of bed and walking towards the window. He fliped the lid of Sally's little box and began rolling himself dope.
"Pervert." Chris laughed and joined Sally where Joel had been and closing his eyes. "Thank you." He looked back at Joel again. Joel nodded, walking out of the room. Chris looked back to the window and Sally's box had gone. Chris understood.
"Where's my dope?" Sally yelled at Chris. He shook his head and told her not to worry. "Urgh. You'll conferscate my toothbrush next."
"You've gotta stop some way." He nodded. "This has gotten way too far." She agreed with him, she couldn't do any other. It was true. He walked into the bathroom and she followed him in wonder, he picked up her toothbrush and snapped it.
"Crap." She didn't sound mad, more dissapointed. He laughed.
"Now eat." He instructed and they walked down to the kitchen and ate a nice big breakfast. :-D