Hey! I know these chapters are short, but they'll get longer, I promise! I don't know anything about physics people, so I googled it. Its probably not politically correct, but hey, sue me. If Penny seems a little OOC, I apologise, I guess I'm mirroring my own thoughts onto Penny. I only have a vague idea where this story is going, and all and any reviews are doted on. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own, I'm not profiting.
Penny rocked back and forth, clenching her fists together in her pyjama bottoms. Her music was blaring, and her iPad in front of her, with the beginnings of a story scribed on it. But she had lost faith halfway through the writing. She felt full, uncomfortably so. A few minutes before, she'd eaten three huge chocolate chip muffins, and had spent 10 minutes rationalising eating in her own mind, trying to convince herself that it was okay. She took a swig of her diet soda, and tried to return to her fiction, but she was beginning to get hot and bothered, like she always did when something was on her mind.
"ARGH!" she screamed, pulling her confining pyjama trousers off, and swapping them for some discarded shorts. Her hands were shaking with anger, and her neck began to ache. She threw back her head, trying to exercise out the crick, but the failure made her even more frustrated. She felt tears rush into her eyes as she sprinted to the bathroom, dropped into her place in front of the toilet, and once again stuck her fingers down her throat.
The food came up easily now, and when she was finished, she didn't move, hugging the toilet and crying over the hole. She felt pathetic, but her nerves had calmed down. Penny flushed the toilet, and got up, washing her hands clean and scrubbing the nails.
*Knock knock knock*
"Penny."
*Knock knock knock*
"Penny."
*Knock knock knock*
"Penny."
Penny inwardly groaned. She grabbed the mouthwash from her sink, quickly swilled her mouth out with it, and spat it out, running to open the door.
"Yes Sheldon?" she snapped.
"Apologies for the intrusion Penny, but Leonard left to go and see a Freidman talk."
"Ah, Friedman. Great guy."
Sheldon raised his eyebrows.
"Why didn't you go?" Penny asked.
"Personally, I find Dr. Friedman to be quite shallow and pedantic. He might have discovered the Quark, but the man himself is way too smug."
Sheldon held out a steaming bag.
"I brought Chinese food."
Penny's stomach flipped.
"Oh my god, Sheldon! I can't eat that! Chinese food is so overloaded with sodium, not to mention the amount of grease its probably cooked in! I can't even.. Oh my god, ew!"
Penny walked away from the door, her hands clapped over her mouth in horror. Sheldon followed her inside, his face wrinkled in confusion.
"But you had Chinese food last Friday night. You even ate Raj's leftovers when he ran out crying."
"Oh, so now I'm fat?! God, Sheldon!" Penny screamed.
"I don't understand how my bringing you Chinese food is so upsetting to you. I researched it at length and discovered bringing someone food is considered a friendly gesture which makes them more obliged to invite you inside and eat it with you. In addition to this, you appear to have misconceived my words as a remark on your body fat percentage. However, even if I was making a comment on your amount of fat, I do not see why that would be upsetting to you."
"Of course you wouldn't, look at you! There's barely anything of you, Sheldon!" Sheldon frowned.
"In my study of and interactions with the typical American male I have discovered that the slimmer a build the woman is, the more sexually desirable she appears to get to them." he said thoughtfully. "But I don't see how this is a reason to not eat Chinese food?"
"You don't get it, Sheldon. If I eat and keep it in my system, I'll get even fatter than I already am! You don't think I notice the looks I get when I walk down the street, every man thinking 'oh my god, what a fatty!' and every woman looking down on me!"
"Then wouldn't the solution be to eat a little healthier and exercise more? I hardly see how refraining from eating is helpful, Penny."
Penny considered this for a second.
"Every time I start eating, I feel like a fat failure. And the only way to bury that feeling is to eat so much I can't think anymore. But when I'm done.. It consumes me. I.." Tears filled Penny's eyes, and a lump engulfed her throat. But she needed to tell someone. The secrecy was killing her. "I puke it all up, Sheldon. I put my fingers down my throat, and I puke it all up.