I was leaning against the side of my bed sitting on the floor looking at the ceiling, trying to calm down…which I pretty much was trying to do over the last couple of weeks. As soon as I was getting deep into my thoughts, I heard a knock on the door.
"Come in," I said as I 'returned' to reality. The door opened to reveal Ron on the other side as he walked into the room and went to sit on the edge of my bed beside me. Great I thought I just know for sure that we're going to be talking about Mike I added.
"Hi," I said. "I'll guess that he Silver Team was eliminated, right?" I asked.
"Yeah," Ron replied.
I just slightly nodded. "So, what did you want to talk about?" I asked.
"I just wanted to see if you were alright after what happened in the elimination room," Ron said.
"Yeah. Just needed to calm down for a while," I replied.
"Can I ask you something Megan?" Ron asked.
"I'm guessing that you're going to ask if Mike's really my boyfriend, but I'm keeping it a secret from everyone else." I guessed.
Ron slightly laughed before saying, "Yeah, that,"
"No, he's not my boyfriend, but it was true from what Joelle said to everyone what I told her, but I said that out of anger," I replied. "But I do have a crush on him incase if you were wondering about it for some reason," I added as I pressed my knees against my chest and placed my head on top of my knees.
"You sounded sad when you said that," Ron commented. "Why was that?" He asked.
Once again trying to hold back tears, I said, "It's just that I don't think Mike feels the same way towards me. I just think that, in his point of view, all that we're ever will be is friends," I said.
"That's not true," Ron said.
"Huh?" I asked, sounding like I have absolutely no idea what he was talking about.
"He feels the same way towards you, but he doesn't want to say anything because he thinks that you don't feel the same way towards him," Ron said.
I couldn't think of anything to say because really…I couldn't think of anything to say.
"Every night before he goes to sleep, he would always say about five things about you, with him mostly saying that you are one of the most beautiful women that he's ever seen, you're a great person to be with, he wants to be you're 'prince in shining armour' and he wants to be with you for the rest of your lives," Ron said. "And also many more things, but those are the five main things that he says about you," He added.
I just smiled at what I said.
"He also says that he wants to ask you out, but is just afraid that you'll turn him down," Ron commented.
I just continued on looking where I was looking, wanted to say something, but was holding it back.
Ron noticed how my body language was, and then asked, "Megan is anything wrong?"
"Why do you ask?" I asked.
"Well, you just look like you just want to release anything that you want to off of your chest and just need someone to listen to all of that," Ron commented. "You can say it to me," He added.
I just didn't bother saying anything.
"I'm good at hearing what girls have to say about what's wrong with them. I have a daughter back home who's five months younger than Mike, and she completely trusts me with everything. Whenever she feels like she wants someone to talk to her, she doesn't go to her mother, she doesn't go to her brothers, and she goes straight to me because that's how much she trusts me with her problems. So don't worry, you can trust me with anything," Ron said.
I thought about basically telling him my whole life story to him for a few moments before finally saying, "I believe you when you say that Mike has a crush on me and all, but I just think by the time that we finally pursue a relationship together, that in the next few weeks that he'll leave me just like everyone else I know and love do,"
"What do you mean by that?" Ron asked.
"When I was twelve years old, both my parents was killed in a car accident caused by a drunk driver. Few weeks after that happened, my older brother Josh was killed by alcohol poisoning that he suffered from a party that he went to. I was then sent to my god mother, who was my aunt. But a week later, she died from a heart attack. I was then transferred from foster home to foster home with the foster parents having no desire to adopt me. Then at 12:01 AM on my seventeenth birthday, I was emancipated, considering me a legal adult. That was when I started living with Tiffany, who I'd met when I was living in my first foster home," I said.
"So that had led you to gain so much weight that you had when you stepped foot on the Ranch because you thought that since everyone else around you was gone, you thought that food was going to be the only thing that was going to love you the way you're family did?" Ron guessed.
I nodded. "It was because of my weight that I dropped out of high school when I was fifteen because everyone was making fun of my weight," I said. "But, when I came onto the Ranch, everyone who was on Bob's team I treated like family, especially you and Mike, because you guys are like a reincarnation of my family, so when I saw you guys fell below the Yellow line with the Orange Team couple of weeks ago, I thought that everyone would keep Dan and David here and send you guys home which would as the end result, make me lose everything when it comes to my family….again," I stopped to catch my breath as I continued trying to keep my tears to not fall down my cheeks.
"So essentially, if you and Mike do be together as a couple, you just think that he'll be leaving you shortly after?" Ron asked.
"Exactly," I said.
"Well, I'll guarantee you this Megan; if you guys do get together, he would never leave you because he loves you that much that he'll never leave your side," Ron said as he managed to get off the side of my bed and walked out of the room.
.x.
Week Six
The people who were still at the Ranch were walking outside towards the gym, where she stopped by the pool where Alison was standing. The main thing that I started thinking about was Oh boy. What are we doing now? Alison had then said that the blocks that we see we are going to be standing on…on one foot. Whoever was the last person standing will get 24 hours with someone they love.
Even though I don't have any love ones back home that I could bring here, I just want to win the challenge…and do what I usually do if I were to win a challenge like this was to give it away.
After a few minutes of us standing on the blocks, it was down to me, Tiffany and Mandi. Mandi knew that the last time that she received the prize of seeing family during the temptation challenge during Week Three was given to her by me because I thought that she deserved it more than me. I and Tiffany were deep in concentration before Mandi asked, "Megan?" Breaking my concentration in the process.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"Since you let me have you're prize of going home during the temptation, how about we both step off so that Tiffany could have this," Mandi offered.
"Sure," I immediately said as both of us stepped off. Since Tiffany was looking at the ground in order to keep her concentration and not lose her balance, she looked up and looked around her and saw that she was the only one that was standing. Everyone was cheering for her as Tiffany had a confused look on her face.
Mandi went up to Tiffany and said, "Since I was given the opportunity to go home by Megan, I thought I would give you the opportunity to have someone you love come here,"
"Aw, thanks," Tiffany said.
.x.
It was later in the day; everyone else was out doing their own thing, as Tiffany decided to work out in the gym for a few minutes. When she walked into the gym, she saw someone walking on a treadmill. He looked to be about in his early forties with light brown hair that was spiked up a little bit, and he was wearing a black Under Armour t-shirt, basketball shorts and Nike sneakers.
Few seconds later, Tiffany saw that it was her father Tom Lewis and asked, "Hey. What is the great Tom Lewis doing at the Biggest Loser gym?"
Tom looked at Tiffany before asking, "I'm here to meet Tiffany Lewis, you seen her anywhere?"
"Dad. I am Tiffany Lewis," I said as I walked up to the treadmill beside him.
"Tiffany?" Tom asked. "You look beautiful," He commented.
"Thanks," Tiffany said. "But I still have a long way to go," She added.
"How much weight did you lose?" Tom asked.
"With the time that I've been here, plus the thirty days at home, a combined total thus far of 37 pounds," Tiffany said.
"Congrats baby girl," Tom said. "How much did Megan lose?" He asked.
"41 pounds," Tiffany replied.
"Aw good for her," Tom said. "So how do you like it on here?" Tom asked.
"Pretty good. I'm changing my life in the process, and I get to do it with my best friend, which is pretty special to do," Tiffany said. "Plus it gives me a free reason why I get to be in California for a while," She added, with Tom and her laughing. While on the treadmills, Tiffany and her father were just talking about whatever came to their minds.
.x.
It was time for the weigh in for the week, and up first were me and Tiffany. When we were on the scale, we watched it flicker; just having us wait to find out how much weight we lost (or gained). Few moments later, it saw that I was at 243 pounds, making me lose five pounds for this week. Tiffany's weight was at 232 pounds…also losing five pounds this week despite having her father here on the Ranch for 24 hours.
Please let this be enough I thought as me and Tiffany walked down from the scale and stood where we were standing before.
It wasn't looking good for us as the Green team knocks us lower. Then the Yellow team does the same thing. Up next were the Black team, and knowing how they keep on losing double digits since stepping foot on the Ranch, me and Tiffany just assumed that we would be closer towards the line. Then we saw that Dane had lost five pounds and Blaine lost four pounds.
Even though they weren't on my team, me and Tiffany couldn't help but have what the fuck looks on our faces. When they didn't make us move more down towards the Yellow line, me and Tiffany couldn't help but (in our minds), sighed a breath of relief that we would be here for one more week.