Title: A Hunger For Perfection-Chapter 3.
Author: Carly.
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone involved in this story.
Another three weeks had passed and Amy had lost another seven pounds. Her weight had varied a bit. Though she was compulsively exercising, her metabolism had slowed a bit, causing her to seem a bit bigger than the day before, sometimes. She was still convinced that she was fat and needed to lose at least another fourteen pounds, which would give her weight of hundred and twelve pounds. She had gotten used to making herself sick when she had to eat if her friends were around. But none of them seemed to notice the fact that she was disappearing to the toilet after each meal and when she was alone, she wasn't eating anything and was constantly exercising.
One Monday, she woke up at the normal time of 7am and quickly changed into shorts and a t-shirt, ready to go to the hotel gym. After just three hours sleep, Amy was exhausted but she still carried on, determined to lose the weight. When she got there, she immediately started exercising. Meanwhile, back in their hotel room, Matt woke up and found the other half of the bed empty. Seeing the bathroom light wasn't on, he figured where Amy was. 'You're blowing it out of proportion, Matt. She's fine,' he thought to himself. He tried getting back to sleep for an hour but a niggling feeling deep down was telling him something was wrong. Getting out from the bed, he changed into his jeans and a top and went looking for Amy. Walking around the hotel, he saw Adam and Jay.
"Hey man, what you doing up so early?" Adam asked as they slapped hands.
"Looking for Amy. She was gone when I awoke this morning," he explained.
"Speaking of her, is she okay? She's been looking really ill lately."
"She's says that she got a cold. That's all. I'll see you round guys." Matt carried on walking and found her in the gym. But instead of going in, he watched her for a while. She looked exhausted and worn out yet continued pushing herself to exercise. After half an hour, he got fed up and entered. Amy smiled when she saw him and stopped the treadmill for a second. Her head was pounding but she tried to ignore the dizziness. Out of nowhere, he asked how long she'd been working out for. Reluctantly she explained that she'd started since just after seven and it was now nine o'clock. He shook his head and left her, making Amy feel guilty. Sinking to the floor, she began crying. 'I wouldn't have to do this if I wasn't so damn fat!' she cursed herself. Grabbing her water, she went back to her room and straight into the bathroom. Immediately, she began hacking at her stomach as though she was rapping the fat from her body. Looking at her appearance in the mirror, all she was an obese body and face. The fact that Matt had some idea what was going on still didn't stop her. She needed to lose the weight. Besides, if they hadn't made those comments that night at the club, she wouldn't have had to resort to a fasting diet.
Matt, Amy and Jeff had a photo shoot later that day. It was eleven o'clock and extremely hot. As they were changing into their outfits, she noticed they were a little more loose than normal. She smiled at this; glad she had lost some weight yet she still thought she had a long way to go before finding an acceptable weight. She noticed Matt looking at her as she was changing and it made her feel uncomfortable. Normally, it wouldn't have but she felt he was thinking about how fat she was. 'Would he really think that? He certainly did three weeks ago!' she asked herself in her mind. As the photographers snapped the pictures, they decided they wanted to have Matt and Amy close together as a 'couple' shot. They reluctantly did so but she was dreading Matt feeling the rolls of fat that hung on her. The group shots had all been taken so Jeff went back to the hotel. Matt and Amy were sitting atop of a car and when they went to get down, dizziness set in again through lack of nutrition. She was getting off the car when she almost fainted. Matt caught her and helped her to the car. After checking to see if she was okay, the trainer allowed them back to the hotel.
"What the hell is going on with you?" he shouted when they got back to the hotel. Amy lied down on the bed and sighed.
"Nothing, I'm just tired," she replied, closing her eyes.
"There's more to it than that."
"No, there isn't. It's none of your business anyway," she yelled.
"Sorry for trying to be a friend and being worried about you."
"If you were my friend, you'd leave me alone!" With that, she stormed from the room. Matt punched the wall in anger. Why couldn't she realise that he was worried about her? Why couldn't he realise she just wanted to look perfect? He sighed and fell to the bed, thinking about the situation. Meanwhile, Amy was continuing with everything and making herself sick. The hunger pains had started to annoy her so she had to eat but threw it up, afraid of putting any weight on. As she was walking through the halls, she bumped into some friends. They all complimented her on her slimmer figure, making Amy smile with contentment. 'To hell with Matt. I want to be thin, and I intend to,' she thought determinedly, not knowing what she was about to do would turn her life upside down…
Author: Carly.
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone involved in this story.
Another three weeks had passed and Amy had lost another seven pounds. Her weight had varied a bit. Though she was compulsively exercising, her metabolism had slowed a bit, causing her to seem a bit bigger than the day before, sometimes. She was still convinced that she was fat and needed to lose at least another fourteen pounds, which would give her weight of hundred and twelve pounds. She had gotten used to making herself sick when she had to eat if her friends were around. But none of them seemed to notice the fact that she was disappearing to the toilet after each meal and when she was alone, she wasn't eating anything and was constantly exercising.
One Monday, she woke up at the normal time of 7am and quickly changed into shorts and a t-shirt, ready to go to the hotel gym. After just three hours sleep, Amy was exhausted but she still carried on, determined to lose the weight. When she got there, she immediately started exercising. Meanwhile, back in their hotel room, Matt woke up and found the other half of the bed empty. Seeing the bathroom light wasn't on, he figured where Amy was. 'You're blowing it out of proportion, Matt. She's fine,' he thought to himself. He tried getting back to sleep for an hour but a niggling feeling deep down was telling him something was wrong. Getting out from the bed, he changed into his jeans and a top and went looking for Amy. Walking around the hotel, he saw Adam and Jay.
"Hey man, what you doing up so early?" Adam asked as they slapped hands.
"Looking for Amy. She was gone when I awoke this morning," he explained.
"Speaking of her, is she okay? She's been looking really ill lately."
"She's says that she got a cold. That's all. I'll see you round guys." Matt carried on walking and found her in the gym. But instead of going in, he watched her for a while. She looked exhausted and worn out yet continued pushing herself to exercise. After half an hour, he got fed up and entered. Amy smiled when she saw him and stopped the treadmill for a second. Her head was pounding but she tried to ignore the dizziness. Out of nowhere, he asked how long she'd been working out for. Reluctantly she explained that she'd started since just after seven and it was now nine o'clock. He shook his head and left her, making Amy feel guilty. Sinking to the floor, she began crying. 'I wouldn't have to do this if I wasn't so damn fat!' she cursed herself. Grabbing her water, she went back to her room and straight into the bathroom. Immediately, she began hacking at her stomach as though she was rapping the fat from her body. Looking at her appearance in the mirror, all she was an obese body and face. The fact that Matt had some idea what was going on still didn't stop her. She needed to lose the weight. Besides, if they hadn't made those comments that night at the club, she wouldn't have had to resort to a fasting diet.
Matt, Amy and Jeff had a photo shoot later that day. It was eleven o'clock and extremely hot. As they were changing into their outfits, she noticed they were a little more loose than normal. She smiled at this; glad she had lost some weight yet she still thought she had a long way to go before finding an acceptable weight. She noticed Matt looking at her as she was changing and it made her feel uncomfortable. Normally, it wouldn't have but she felt he was thinking about how fat she was. 'Would he really think that? He certainly did three weeks ago!' she asked herself in her mind. As the photographers snapped the pictures, they decided they wanted to have Matt and Amy close together as a 'couple' shot. They reluctantly did so but she was dreading Matt feeling the rolls of fat that hung on her. The group shots had all been taken so Jeff went back to the hotel. Matt and Amy were sitting atop of a car and when they went to get down, dizziness set in again through lack of nutrition. She was getting off the car when she almost fainted. Matt caught her and helped her to the car. After checking to see if she was okay, the trainer allowed them back to the hotel.
"What the hell is going on with you?" he shouted when they got back to the hotel. Amy lied down on the bed and sighed.
"Nothing, I'm just tired," she replied, closing her eyes.
"There's more to it than that."
"No, there isn't. It's none of your business anyway," she yelled.
"Sorry for trying to be a friend and being worried about you."
"If you were my friend, you'd leave me alone!" With that, she stormed from the room. Matt punched the wall in anger. Why couldn't she realise that he was worried about her? Why couldn't he realise she just wanted to look perfect? He sighed and fell to the bed, thinking about the situation. Meanwhile, Amy was continuing with everything and making herself sick. The hunger pains had started to annoy her so she had to eat but threw it up, afraid of putting any weight on. As she was walking through the halls, she bumped into some friends. They all complimented her on her slimmer figure, making Amy smile with contentment. 'To hell with Matt. I want to be thin, and I intend to,' she thought determinedly, not knowing what she was about to do would turn her life upside down…
