Her throat burned.
Kimi sighed and used one hand to push down her moist tongue so she could see the swollen throat in her mouth.
"Stomach acid." She murmured softly as she stood upon the weight scale. Quickly, as soon as the pressure of her body weighed it,
the scale came across with bright red digital numbers that read; 86 Lbs.
She smiled at first, but then frowned. "...I was 83 yesterday..shit." She screwed her eyes shut in frustration.
She hopped off the scale, and padded down into the living room. A loud and annoying RIIIING DINGDINGDING RIIING
made her jump. She scowled and grabbed the phone, a little beep sounded as she answered nervously, secretly in high hopes
that it was Tommy calling to apologize or -something.-
"Kimi?"
It was Susie.
Kimi relaxed, but felt a sadness sweep over her to the fact that it wasn't Tommy. "...Hello. How are ya?"
The young japanese teen tried to make her voice sound cheerful and carefree, but the other on the line didn't sound as cheerful.
"....Kimi. What is going on? Girl we are concerned! Tommy told Chuckie, Chuckie told Phil n' Lil, and they told me!
What is happening to you that you aren't telling? I know you better then that, I know you like to mask how you really feel
around others!"
Kimi wasn't sure what to say. How to feel. What to do.
'Think fast...' Her mind pressured as her heart pounded in her ears with a steady, rhytmic beat.
"Kimi?!"
The dial tone hummed into Susie's ear.
Kimi had hung up.
"I can't beileve this,Tommy." Chuckie said as he held his head in his hands. "..Why Kimi...Why -my- sister?!" He stood up
with hot tears streaming down his freckle-covered cheeks. His friend's eyes drifted apathically to the side as he said under his breath,
"...I don't know, Chuck. I wish I did..." Tommy leaned againest the wall, Chuckie finally gotten over his headache from his hang over and was
lounging with Tommy at Baskin Robins.
"Did she ever tell you what she was depressed about?" The red-head asked.
"...No. I'm trying to find out what it is, well, whatever it is must be pretty suckie because she seems so...thin these days."
Chuckie winced as he turned to Tommy slowly. Tommy quirked a brow in question.
"Tommy, you didn't see her yesterday."
"Oh? But how bad could it be it's only been like two days since I walked away from your guys' house."
"Her skin, it's paper-thin Tommy. She's pale, and she obviously hasn't been sleeping according to the looks of those black circles
under her eyes....Tommy, her ribs are so visible you can count them."
Tommy could feel pain slither like a demonic snake through his entire soul. No..not his girl. Not his baby. Why didn't he follow her quick
enough?! Tommy clenched both his fists until his knuckles turned a ghostly white.
He stomped off, leaving a confused and obviously stressed Chuckie behind.
Nights seemed endless to Kimi. They never seem to wanted to melt away the darkness and allow the sun to beam down upon
people, the rays soaking them with warmth. She felt so guilty.
All she was doing was cooking some dinner for Chuckie and her ( she knew she would throw it up later, but of course she couldn't
let Chuckie catch onto that...) when her older brother walked in, she smiled brightly at him..but he didn't return it.
His pale cheeks were tear-stained, his eyes shiney and damp from the tears that fell. He looked at her...she looked back.
His eyes proved to not be a window to the soul, and if they were, his soul was empty.
'...I'm hurting everybody.'