Chapter six
Bam huffed and puffed as he jogged. He began to breathe harder so he slowed down to a stop. He pulled himself into sitting position so he could catch his breath.
'I'm slacking.' He thought 'I should be able to do better than this. I have to keep going… I have to push myself harder.'
He closed his eyes and arched his head back as he took in a deep breath. With his recent weight loss, his energy level had gone down. In his mind he should have had more energy.
When he got home Jenn stopped him by the door.
"Bam I think we need to talk about something."
"What? Where did that come from?"
"I'm sorry I blurted that out as soon as you came in, but it was the only way I could get you to listen to what I had to say." "What makes you so sure?" He asked as he walked past her.
"Because it's about you." br Bam stopped and turned around to face her "Me? What about me? Did I do something wrong?" "No you didn't do anything wrong… well…" She looked down at her hands
"Jenn I think I might know what this is about, and I don't want to talk about it."
"Bam…"
"There's nothing wrong with me! Now leave me alone!"
He turned and stormed away from her. When he made it to the bathroom he looked at his reflection in the mirror. His face had thinned out considerably and he no longer had his pudgy cheeks. His shirt was baggy on him, and even the elastic waist in his sweatpants had a loose fit to it. He had completely given up on eating and was growing dependant on his diet pills. He pulled his shirt off and looked down at himself, while tracing his stomach, sides and chest with his fingers. His ribs were visible and his stomach appeared to be caving in. He pushed the top of his pants down past his hips a little. His hip bones were just as visible as his ribs. He hung his head down and slipped his shoes off. Then he went over to where the scale was and pulled it out to where he could stand on it. Closing his eyes, he held his breath as he placed his feet on the scale. As he opened his eyes again and looked down at the numbers on the scale, he had tears running down his face.
"Bam." Jenn said as she stood in the doorway
"Jenn go away." He sniveled
Bam this is what I wanted to talk to you about. Bam you're not healthy…"
"Jenn I said go away." The tears were falling faster and he stepped off of the scale
"No this is serious. Look I can't keep watching you destroy yourself like this." She walked up next to him and wiped a couple of his tears away. "I've never seen any one as thin as you are right now. You're wasting away before my eyes."
He closed his eyes tight and more tears fell. "No… no that's not true."
"Bam look at me." He shook his head "Look at me."
"No."
"Bam you know you can't keep doing this. You should have never started."
"I needed to lose weight and you know it."
"Yes you did need to lose weight, but you went way too far. Now look at yourself."
"That's not true."
"Yes it is Bam. And you know it's true, otherwise you wouldn't be crying right now."
"Jenn leave me alone." He opened his eyes and placed a hand on his forehead
"Bam?"
He looked at her and his knees began to give out "Jenn hold me up."
His eyes rolled back as he fell into Jenn's arms. She grabbed him as best as she could, trying to prop him up, but he slid to the floor.
"Bam are you ok? Bam?"
She sat down and tried to sit Bam back up. He opened his eyes again but they were droopy.
"What happened?"
"You passed out. Do you think you can sit up?"
He placed his hands on the floor and struggled to pull himself up. He brought himself part way up and then stopped, and then shook his head.
"Jenn… I…" He turned his head up toward her "I'm so dizzy right now." br "Bam hold on, I'll be right back." She said as she stood up
"Where are you going?" Before he got his question out Jenn was out the door. He fell flat on his stomach and everything went black.