Chapter 34 : The end. Happily ever after… Yeah right Cinderella.

The Ensure sat in my stomach like a led balloon. A liquid meal to fatten me up. Soon I would be big enough to take to market .

“Mia! What the hell are you doing. Why the hell did you drink that. Your going to get even fatter! Make your self sick!” The voice in my head demanded and obediently the retching started again. I tried hard to resist but I was so used to obeying the voice in my head without question I just couldn’t stop.
I asked Emmet if I could leave realising I couldn’t be much more of a pain if I tried, also it was less mortifying to puke my guts up when I was alone.

“Why would you want to do that? You fed up with me M?.” Emmet joked.

“Your bad Mia, you’re a bad person but I can make you better. Your bad because your eating. You know you don’t deserve food, but you can make it go away. Just throw it up, who cares what he thinks of you? Who cares what anyone thinks? Thin is purity. Thin will make the pain go away. I can help Mia, just trust me.”

Vomit spun up my throat again and Emmet reacted fast, grabbing another dish from the side and holding it just under my chin to receive some of the brown glue that had just gone down. Badness flowing out a bottomless source.

”I’m sorry,” I mumbled
“why are you sorry Mia?”
"That’s all right honey, I knew this was going to be tricky the first day, but it can get better.”
“He just wants you fat, No one really loves you, He thinks that your sick but he’s wrong.
“It’s not OK. It’s disgusting for a start, you shouldn’t have to deal with this.”
“bad/bad/bad/bad"
“No of course I shouldn’t, it’s not like I’m a nurse or anything.” Emmet said his voice a friendly jibe, his face pulled into a crocked smile. “ Vomit is just one bodily function I have become best friends with over the years my love. At lest you’re a good aim. You’re a good person Mia, you find things hard but you're friendly and kind.”
*laughter, hysterical laughter*

  My tears fell before I could stop them. The voice always seemed so mean. I had wanted to thank him and return his smile and then maybe we could have walked slow motion into a sunset with happy music playing in the background. Fairytales ended that way, however my story was no fairytale.