"I can't believe this!" I heard Manny shout, as I rolled my eyes and finished getting ready for school "I said I can't believe this!" I heard her scream again, as I threw my mascara onto my table
"What can't you believe NOW, Manny?" I said with a sarcastic tone in my voice, being honest with myself that a small part of me didn't care
"These pants don't fit AGAIN. I must've put on like 10 pounds in the last two months" I threw my brush at her, nearly hitting her in her head. She gave me that classic Manny look, then kept saying how she was sorry for bringing weight into the conversation, yet AGAIN
"Whatever is whatever, really. Ever since I got help for my eating disorder, I've been fine. I just don't want to think about it, which is why I get so pissed when you, or anyone else for that matter, brings it up" I threw a pair of sneakers on "And if you want, just get a pair of sweatpants out of my dresser'
"Emma, you are a LIFESAVER!" she replied, as she quickly ran over to grab the first pair she saw.
"I suppose" I quietly mumbled under my breath. Last time she said anything close to that was when we was basically killing ourselves. The difference between her & I however is that...
"You guys are going to be late for school" the voice of my Mom snapped me out of my thoughts, as Manny smacked my shoulder
"You okay Em, you've been kinda out of out of it these last couple days"
"Yeah, just a bit stressed over school, you know how it is" I replied. I couldn't break down and tell her the reality of what's going on. The reality of why I've been so moody, and look sick all the time. Am I crazy? I've decided that no one will ever find out about ANYTHING that's going on like that anymore. I've hid it all for this long, so why stop now? Manny tossed me my car keys
"Can we PLEASE stop and get some coffee first, before I fall asleep? And I'm hungry as all hell"
"Yeah, we can stop, I want to get some coffee anyway" I answered, as Manny ran up the basement stairs. "And food, that's the last thing on my mind" I quickly lifted up my shirt and ran my hand over my stomach, as I smiled at the feeling of my ribs, and looked in the mirror to see the outer lines of them.
"Are you COMING?" Manny shouted from the top of the stairs, as I quickly let go of my shirt so it'd fall back down
"Little bit in a rush, eh?" I said with a laugh as Manny groaned "I'm coming, I'm coming" I said, grabbing my purse, and before walking up the stairs, catching a quick look of my poster of Angelina Jolie
Someday Emma, someday you'll be that perfect.
