Okay guys...REALLY sorry...haha...but I FINALLY updated...
Fred awoke with a start at...well she didn't really know. She looked around and heard a rustling sound. "Hello?" she called out to no one in particular.
"Fred?" Wesley answered, walking into the room. They were in his apartment, which she was just realizing.
"What happened?" she asked.
"You uh…" he thought for a moment, not sure that he didn't want to confront her about this, "you fell asleep." He told her.
"Why didn't you wake me up?"
He hesitated, "you looked tired."
"Oh. Well can you take me home?"
'She looks so frail' Wes thought to himself.
"Yes, of course." He answered with a smile. But the smile wasn't real. Because, you smile when you're happy, right? And how could Wesley be happy when the woman he loved, the woman he loves was digging herself into a slow grave?
"Kay." Fred stood up and nearly passed out from the sheer pain radiating from her stomach.
Wes raised an eyebrow. "Are you alright?"
She grabbed the coffee table to support herself. "Yeah," She put a hand on her forehead to try to play it off. "I just have a headache..." she said moaning dramatically.
Wesley just stared her blankly while she composed herself, knowing he was being lied to.
"Wesley?" he didn't answer, only stared. "Wesley!" he blinked himself out of his trance.
"Right…" He walked over and got his keys. Then he remembered what Angel had said earlier that night 'just encourage her'. He dangles them in his hand for a moment before speaking.
"Uh, Fred?"
"Yeah?" she was rather annoyed at this point.
"Do you want to uh...go get something to eat? A burger? Pizza?
She smiled at him, "I'm not hungry."
"Well that's never stopped you before, so let's go." He headed for the door.
"Wesley, I really just want to go home."
"Fred, you need to eat something." He said sympathetically.
She panicked. Did he know? Was she that obvious? Could he tell right now? Had he been watching her? Or maybe he really just wanted to go out with her….
No, that couldn't be it, he knew. She knew he knew. Why else would he push this?
What should she say? Should she go?
But if she went she'd have to eat, and she'd been doing so good. And if she didn't go he'd start watching her and he'd find out, that is if he didn't already know, and she was certain he did. If they knew they'd make her stop, and she really didn't want that. So she did the only logical thing she could think of...
If you can call starving yourself logical...
"Okay," she took a deep breath, which she regretted about a second later. "Let's go." She said excitedly, walking out the door.
Almost the entire car ride there was silent. Wesley because he didn't want to upset her, and Fred because she didn't want to accidentally say something to make him suspect further.
They arrived at the pizza place several minutes later. They took a seat at a small booth as Wesley ordered for them.
Fred's eyes were darting around the room nervously during the minutes that they were both just sitting there quietly. That is until she realized that Wesley was staring at her. That's when she forced a smile onto her face.
"So what's up?" She asked, trying to avoid looking directly into his eyes.
"Not much, how about you?"
She giggled slightly, "Same."
"You still tired?"
"Yeah..." She looked around the room a bit, spotting their waiter coming with their pizza. "Wow that was fast."
"Here ya go!" He set down the giant pizza as fast as possible. "If ya need anything else just flag me down!"
"Mmm that looks good..." Fred said with a fake look of joy on her face.
Wesley took a piece and handed it to her, taking one for him next.
"Yes, it does." He was watching her closely; to make sure she ate it all.
Fred took the smallest bite humanly possible, gagging inwardly at the taste. She chewed slowly, but had a big smile on her face to satisfy Wes.
Not much conversation went on the rest of the night, they stayed at the pizza place until Fred had eaten 1 ½ slices. Then Wes drove her home, still not convinced she had eaten enough.
He'd make sure she ate tomorrow, for sure.
Okay okay, lame ending...I SUCK at small talk scenes...seeing as I'm not that good at it myself...haha...but anyway...if you'd like me to continue PLEASE review...it FUELS ME! Haha...in the next couple chapters I plan to get the gang to confront her about it and get some Fred/Wes action...haha...maybe some institutionalization...omg...that's actually a word! Haha...okay...review! GO! NOW! YOU MUST DO IT! Hehe cause I said so!