Chapter 4
Callie's POV
"I didn't even realize she was losing weight, I feel like such a terrible sister." I told my moms.
"No you're not Callie, I think she's been hiding it pretty well. I hadn't really noticed either." Stef replied.
"Me neither, and you obviously care about her." Lena added.
"Of course, I love her and I hate to see that she's been hurting herself."
Stef nodded and said, "Well we're gonna talk to her tonight after dinner, would you like to be there too? Maybe she would appreciate if you expressed your concern to her."
"Yeah, I want to be there for her." I said.
Mariana skipped dinner again tonight, so when the rest of us finished eating, my mom asked me if I would go up to mine and Mariana's room and bring her downstairs with me.
I walked in our room and said, "Hey, can you come downstairs for a sec, Moms want to talk to you." Mariana had been painting her nails and listening to music, but she got up and followed me downstairs.
Mariana tried to act calm but I could tell she was nervous. "So, what's up?" She asked.
Stef started by saying "Well, we noticed you haven't eaten dinner with the family the past few nights." Lena added, "You've also been working out everyday for weeks."
I said, "And I told moms about what happened in our bathroom. I'm really worried about what you've been doing to yourself."
Mariana immediately got defensive. "What's wrong with taking care of myself. I'm getting in shape, how is that a problem?"
"Well honey, youre not 'in shape', you look sick. Skipping meals is not taking care of your body." Stef said. Lena agreed with her wife and said "You've lost a lot of weight in just a few months, it's dangerous. We all care about you so much, so I've made an appointment for you with a therapist and a nutritionist."
"A therapist? I don't have a problem, why are you making me do this?" Mariana questioned.
"Because we think you need help." I answered.