Chapter 4 – Pro- Ana
Marilyn sat down and started looking up different ways to lose weight quickly. Suddenly, she came upon a series of websites for the Pro-ana movement. She had never heard of it before but the diet pills were only doing so much and she needed more of an edge. She could tell that everyone was staring at her because she STILL wasn't skinny enough even though she had lost 15 pounds in the past month. The tips she got from these sites were really comforting and she couldn't wait to start this new life style. Suddenly, she heard her front door close. "Marilyn… Marilyn you ready?" yelled Joe
"Just about." Marilyn called back. She went into the bathroom to pop a few more diet pills. Forgetting to shut the site down. Joe walked into Marilyn's bedroom and saw the website on the computer screen. He looked at it and was so shocked he shut the screen off and went back in the livingroom. He couldn't believe his own girlfriend wanted to become anorexic. The thought of it made him sick. Ever since that day she got rejected from Bombshell he could tell something wasn't right but he didn't think it would EVER lead to this. He thought that his girlfriend was smarter than that. He was in such shock he didn't notice when she came into the living room. "So, come on, I'm going to be late." She said
They left the apartment together. On the car ride to the theatre neither of them said anything. " Break a leg tonight." Said Joe
"Thanks. I'll see you later." She said as she exited the car.
Marilyn could tell something was bothering Joe but with so much else on her mind she didn't have too much time to delve into what it could be.
When Marilyn got home it was about 2am. Joe and Sam were sitting at the table. "Hello, Marilyn, I think we need to talk. " said Joe "sit down."
"What's going on?" asked Marilyn
Joe takes out a stack of papers and a bunch of pill bottles and puts them on the table.
" Venture to guess what all these are?" asked Joe
"Well those are papers and empty pill bottles." Said Marilyn
"Marilyn, I saw the website you were on this morning. The Pro-Ana Movement? What are you thinking?! You want to be anorexic on purpose?" demanded Joe
"You don't know what it's like in this business, Joe. I just need a little help. The pills were helping but I need something more. I was just looking at the website as an option." Said Marilyn
"Marilyn, I am in the business too and I know the temptation to use all this stuff but anorexia and diet pills are not the answer. I had a friend who went through this too and it did not work out for him. He wasted away into nothing. I don't want that to happen to one of my best friends." Said Sam
"Well your friend couldn't control it. I can." Said Marilyn
"No you can't. You don't control dramatic weight loss it controls and brainwashes you until there is nothing left." Said Sam
"That's not true. It can be controlled. I know it can. It will help make me big." Said Marilyn starting to cry
"The only way to control it is to stop and get help. I think you need to drop out of the show and go to rehab for a while." Said Joe
"No! I won't do that! This show means the world to me. I will not give it up. Not for you. Not for anyone! Now, get out of my apartment! Both of you! Right now!" screamed MarilynThe guys don't move. "I said GET THE HELL OUT!"
"We aren't going anywhere. Sorry." Said Sam
"Then, I'll leave." Marilyn said as she slammed the door behind her.
Sam follows her. Marilyn walks down the street. She sees all types of different people out late and night as she is trying to figure out where to go. She sees a billboard for Bombshell. "Is this or is this not New York?" She starts to sing:
Oooooohh New York x2 Grew up in a town that is famous as the place of movie scenes Noise was always loud, there are sirens all around and the streets are mean If I can make it here, I can make it anywhere, that's what they say Seeing my face in lights or my name on marquees found down on Broadway Even if it ain't all it seems, I got a pocketful of dreams Baby, I'm from New York Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can't do Now you're in New York These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Hear it for New York, New York, New York! On the avenue, there ain't never a curfew, ladies work so hard Such a melting pot, on the corner selling rock, preachers pray to God Hail a gypsy-cab, takes me down from Harlem to the Brooklyn Bridge Some will sleep tonight with a hunger far more than an empty fridge I'm gonna make it by any means, I got a pocketful of dreams Baby, I'm from New York Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can't do Now you're in New York These street will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Hear it for New York, New York, New York! One hand in the air for the big city, Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty No place in the world that can compare Put your lighters in the air, everybody say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah In New York Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can't do Now you're in New York These street will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Hear it for New York! " she concluded. She went into a nearby diner sat at a table and started to cry.