I stared at my food is distain. The fried chicken with mashed potatoes and gravy looked appealing but I couldn't force myself to eat. With the quiet that had always filled her home I found myself drifting into a revere. In my pleasant daydream I was with Lily. We were back at the park and no one was around to interrupt us so we were inching closer for our long awaited kiss but just as out trembling lips were about to meet...
"Travis, how come you aren't eating?" I shut my eyes and sighed. I looked at her and saw her trademark questioning face.
"I guess...I don't know, I'm just not hungry I suppose." She gave me a strange look and stood up.
"Travis can I talk to you?"
"Uh, sure." I stood up and followed her to her room. Since they had just moved in it was barren. White walls, dirty curtains, and a stained rug, it's the simple things in a room that gross you out. "So...what did you want to talk to me about???" I cleared off her bed and sat down.
"It's...it's about your weight. You've been looking kind of thin and I was wondering...why?"
"I guess I've just been under a lot of stress lately." Bridget walked over to me and tugged on my pants showing about an inch that wasn't filled.
"Stress? Travis, I'm scared for you. This could turn into an eating disorder." I stood up in shock.
"Nothings wrong with me so just drop it Bridget. You don't even know me anymore!"
"Don't know you anymore! Travis, I know exactly who you are! I think you are the one that's forgotten who he really is. I just want my best friend back! I want the alchemists, I want Mr. T back! What happened to him? How did he get lost?" By now I was so angry I was at the point where I was fuming and yelling.
"You know what happened to him, he got on that plain to Roscoe...he never got off! I don't know, maybe he got lost in the baggage claim or something, all I know is he's gone and he's never coming back and a reminder of my past like you is never gonna be able to fine him...no matter how hard you look."
"Travis...maybe you're not the same. Maybe that plain ride did change you. Or maybe you've learned to force yourself to forget. And maybe me coming back caused a rupture in your little scheme and that's why you've stopped eating!" I snatched my coat and headed for the door. Just as I was about to leave I looked back at her.
"There is noting wrong with me!" I yelled and walked out.
When I finally managed to sneak past my mother and make it up to my room I sighed and leaned to the floor. As I slid to the floor I thought about what Bridget had said. I didn't want to admit it but what Bridget had said seemed close enough to true. About my eating and my lost of character.
"I don't have an eating disorder. I'm just under some stress, "I told myself. After repeating this enough times to have in embedded into my brain I decided the best thing to do was to go to bed; and that's just what I did.
A/N: I would greatly appreciate replies. I'm not saying you have to... Then again, I also don't have to update so it's your decision. xxTrinaxx