A/N Okay, I'm really happy if you stumbled upon this page. This is my first ever fanfiction so I hope you enjoy it. Oh and please, I'm trying to write in a new style of writing. So please, constructive criticism is welcome. So without further ado, on with the story!
The Lost Girl
Alex POV
Alex ran fast as she could away from the meaning. That will be the last time Arthur and Francis call her fat. How could they do this to her? Don't they know that they hurt her? That will be the last time they call her fat. When she got home, she immediately ran to the bathroom and pulled out her scale. The look on Alex's face looked completely and utterly shock. She looked like she wanted to kill herself. The number was a huge-ass number. 140 pounds to be exact. 140 pounds of fat. Alex went in a full berserk and panic and ran to the toilet and forced her knees on the ground. She stuck her finger in the back of her mouth and a few seconds later, chunky watery bits of food covered in stomach acid came up from her stomach, through her esophagus, and down into the toilet. Alex looked at the thrown up food. It was disgusting. Most of her meal from earlier was in the toilet: 3 tacos from Taco Bell, an ultimate supreme taco, and her soda. And it felt.. good… she loved the feeling of it. She put the scale under her bed, stripped, and looked in her full-body mirror
"Oh my god, just look at me! I'm fatter than a whale! And my calves look like they've been getting bigger and bigger. I'm unable to even with my thighs. They don't even touch. That will change. My stomach is as wide as a cow. It's so bloated and so big and wide. My arms are flabbiest thing I ever saw. Even if I move it a little, they still move. All I see is rolls, and fat, and more rolls. That will change also. " Alex said with a determination in her voice and went to bed.
Sorry this chapter is so short xc