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This Chapter Idea was brought to you by: hottielesbo21. Here it goes. :) I'm sorry if I write weird in the chapter. I watched Sink or Swim and my brain is still recovering from being blown up. Oh, and Let's Pretend the Lab didn't Explode...
I'll Change
"Don't worry, I'm fine"
"No, that's totally normal"
"It's okay I'm not hungry"
She was the total opposite of what she had said. Bree was smart enough to know that she was not 'fine', being able to see her skin hanging on her bones was anything but 'totally normal' and she was very, very hungry. The bionic teen pushed herself to her feet, and mustered the little strength she had to walk over to a mirror that was placed in the lab. Her reflection was of someone else. Skinny, frail, under-confident and weak. Her eyes had dark bags, while her shirt hung lose on her, and it was the smallest size. What...What's happening to me?
-3 Weeks Before-
"I see so many problems with you" Bree looked at the girl standing near her. "Problems?" "Yes, you want to join us in the popular group. Don't you?" Bree nodded her head. "Great, let's start with this. Get better clothes." she commanded, "What do you mean by that?" asked Bree. The girl sighed, "I'll text you a few stores to go to, then you can get stuff from there, alright Bree?" "Okay Leia" Leia smiled and strut away with her crowd.
Bree didn't understand what was wrong with her clothes, and the thought of looking ugly crept into her mind as the classes passed.
Am I ugly?
Are the clothes I'm wearing ugly?
Oh, no! I am... Ugly...Aren't I? I..
"Bree" The bionic teen, jumped out of her chair and looked up. Behind her she heard the class snicker as Ms. Genoti addressed her, "Bree pay attention in class and stop daydreaming", "We don't need another one like your brother" she heard the teacher mumble as she turned away.
Lunch soon came, and as usual she sat with her brothers in the lunchroom. Bree only stared at her food, having no appetite. "Hey, what happened in history?" Chase asked Bree, "Yeah, we heard something about you and Ms. G" Leo added. Bree didn't replied, and it didn't seem like she listened either. "Bree?" Chase asked, "Bree!" Adam called. Bree winced at the loudness of Adam's voice. "Stop...Stop screaming" Bree pleaded.
"Bree?" She turned to the sound of her younger brother. She knew the tone he was using with her. "It's nothing..." Bree told him. She took a small bite of her sandwich and left the lunchroom and headed to study hall.
Then, once, every single day of the next three weeks, Leia would walk up to Bree give her a problem that she had with her and expect Bree to rid of it by the next day.
"You, got new clothes great! Now, on to the next problem, you need more makeup"
"Style your hair like mine"
"Heels, that's what you need."
The answer that Bree had to every command was, "I'll Change" and she did.
"Hey Leia" Bree greeted walking up to her. "Bree, wow. I'm glad you've made changes" Leia commented. She then did an inspection while Bree held her breath. "Hmm, nice clothes, high heels, great highlights... You're almost there Bree" Leia finished. "Almost?" asked Bree. "Yup, all you need to do now is get rid of the baby fat" Leia said. "What?" Leia then held up Bree's wrist, "You're fat Bree, lose a pound of two" Leia said and let go of Bree's arm. With that she left, leaving Bree standing in the middle of the hallway.
-x-
Bree sat heavily down on the chair next to her brother. "Um..Hi" Chase greeted, looking at her oddly. "Hey Chase" Bree replied. "Bree...What are you wearing?" Bree shrugged. "I'm just trying something new" "Ah! What happened to you?!" Leo exclaimed as he came towards the table. "Well thanks I'm glad you like the outfit" Bree said sarcastically. Bree stared down at the turkey sandwich on her plate.
"You're almost there" "Just lose that little bit of baby fat you have" "Lose a pound or two"
"You're Fat Bree"
Bree shook her head at the sandwich. "Um..I want to go get some research for my project. I'll be in study hall" Bree said. She took off before her brothers could say anything else. "Hey she left her sandwich" Leo said, Adam grabbed it and put it on his plate.
School came to an end and Bree reached her locker before her brothers did. As she sat at the computer in study hall, she found ways on how to lose pounds fast. There were pills she could take, exercising can help too and finally, eating less. That was her goal. She had to lose the fat. She, just had to.
"Ready to go?" With that, the gang headed home.
Then, a week passed faster then she expected. Soon two. Each and every day:
One apple in the morning and nothing more.
Jog the five and half block to school everyday.
No lunch.
One granola bar after school.
No dinner.
Before bed, two pills.
It was an endless cycle just like that. Bree never expected it to become an addiction. Soon, she couldn't control herself, and in every mirror she looked, she felt fat. Now the pills doubled and her only food source was water. She would lie through her teeth, when talking to Mr. Davenport, Tasha and her brothers.
That was how she ended up here, right now, standing in front of a mirror. She was afraid to admit it. That she was anorexic... Her eyes looked her hands, wrists and finally her face. Staring at herself she finally decided, I can't do this anymore...Consciousness slipped out of her grasp and she collapsed to the floor.
Upstairs Leo was helping Tasha set up the table while Adam watched TV and Chase did homework. Donald was reading something on his tablet.
"Hey, dinner's almost ready, can one of you boys go down and get Bree?" asked Tasha. "This is my favorite part of the show, Leo you go" Adam said, "Hey, I'm busy here" Leo said walking over to the dinner table with plates in his hand. "Chase go get Bree" Leo said. Chase sighed, "Fine" he then headed down to the lab.
The elevator doors opened revealing the machines at work in the lab. "Bree it's dinner" Chase called into the lab. The whirring of the machines was the only answer he got. Chase took a step into the lab, and saw the empty capsule. "Bree" Chase called. He was about to turn to the elevator when a small glimpse of brown hair caught his eye. Chase turned around and walked closer.
"Bree!" Chase cried. She laid unmoving on the ground. Chase gathered her up into his arms. "Bree...Bree" Chase said, shaking his sister. The bionic boy turned his head to the elevator as he heard the soft sizzle of the metal doors opening. "Hey what's taking so..." Leo stopped talking. He saw Bree, laying in Chase's arms. "Get Mr. Davenport!" Chase cried. Leo shook out of his trance and ran to the open metal doors of the elevator.
-x-
Her eyes fluttered open, to see a light hanging from the ceiling. Bree could barely move her head, and everything felt numb. Her eyes slowly adjusted to her surroundings an she saw something injected into her arm. Her eyes followed the clear string and she saw that it was a small bag of salt water.
In the living room, Tasha was sitting on a chair nearby and wiping away tears that fell silently. Leo sat next to her, his hand twisting and turn and his eyes locked on the floor in anxiety. Bree was laying on the couch and she twisted her head a little to see Adam leaning on the couch just staring at the floor. Then she saw Chase his head in his hands, sitting in a chair right in front of her. Then she caught Mr. Davenport, pacing back and forth near Chase's chair.
"What...What happened?" Bree croaked. Donald stopped pacing, her brothers looked up and Tasha sat up straighter. "Bree..." Donald breathed and ran over to his daughter. "You're okay" Tasha said, walking up next to Donald. They helped her sit up. Tasha gave her a cup of water, which she slowly drank. "Thank you" Bree replied her voice less hoarse and stronger. Donald brings her into a hug.
-x-
Fifteen minutes later, Bree finds herself under her family's stare. "I'm...I'm sorry" Bree stutters. Tasha rubs her daughter's arm. Adam doesn't look at his sister, "Why didn't you tell any us?" Leo asks her. "I don't know..." she says. "I should have known..." Chase said. Bree turned to her brother, "You changing, not eating. I should have paid more attention to you..." Chase said, shaking his head. "I'm a terrible big brother" Adam said. "Stop it! It's none of your fault. It's all mine. I did this to myself. I changed" Bree said. "Why?" "Because I wanted to fit in" Bree said. "It's not you who needs to fit in. It's them" Leo said.
-The Next Day-
Bree sat silently in the back seat as Tasha and Donald drove her to the hospital. What was going to happen? Where was she going to go now? Was she going to get better? In the midst of all that was going on, she found a small reassurance at the sight of Mr. Davenport and Tasha, sitting in the front. With them, and her brothers she knew what ever was to happen, they'd help her through it. Together.
Yup, that's it. Hope you all liked this. Till the next Chapter, PBL.
