"We're not going through this again Isa ,did you forget what happened last time you didn't eat for a week." she said, Isa started to look aggravated.
"Yes I do, Fuck you for reminding me!" she sneered threw her hands off her.
Before Eva could say anything Isa stormed off to her room, a loud bang echoed throughout the place. There a hesitation of her wanting to walk over and try talking to Isa, but she knew there wouldn't be anyway of getting her to talk. Sighing she surrendered and went back to the work area to prepare the bodies and organs.
Isa threw herself on the bed , her stomach was hurting like hell but she did everything in her will power to not let it win. She could still smell the bodies all the way from the work area, it made her mouth water and her other self claw within her mind. Looking over at the wall she could see some what of her reflection through the cracked mirror she smashed her hand into two weeks ago.
I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you
Isa's POV
I woke up from my nap with a splitting headache and chronic stomach pain, I tried laying in different positions but they didn't do shit. Groaning I got out of bed and went out to see what mom was doing, barely even opening the door the smell again hit me lie a ton of bricks. The hunger inside me almost snapped, gripping the side of the door I tried to calm myself, my body was starting to get warm and my face getting sweaty. Rubbing at my face I turned to see the where I gripped at was all bent.
I need to get some air, or else I'll lose it again.
I grabbed my jacket and the spare key I stole for the van, when I walked past the work room I covered my face to avoid the smell, I barely even made it up the steps till I heard mom's voice.
"Where do you think your going?" she asked.
Turning around she was standing there with her arms crossed, her face had that stern expression.
"I need some air." I stated.
She sighed and shook her head,"There's no way of fighting this Isa, believe me I tried. But you need to realize if you don't eat you'll lose control or die."
I started to get annoyed" You don't know that, just because you can't control it doesn't mean I can't." I tried walking up the steps but felt her tug at the back of my jacket to stop me.
"You can't stop eating Isa, you're body isn't strong enough to handle not eating for long!:
"You don't know how weak or strong I am!", when I turned and snatched my jacket from her she feel back abit, her expression changed.
I could feel the other part of me slip out, both of my visions got blurry and discolored for a moment, afraid and angry for my moms safety I got out of there before anything else happened, she didn't come after me.
Quickly I started up the van and pulled right out of there, I didn't care where I was headed or for how long I just needed to get away till I calmed down. I've done this for a while now but today it was getting harder to control myself. Her words started to sink in, I know she's right but I can't handle hearing the truth, the last time I tried not eating I lost control, I almost attacked her in the process. I wanted so badly to try being normal but no matter how much I forced myself to eat normal people food my body rejected it and I got sick badly every time.
Hot tears started to form in my eyes, tightly I gripped the steering wheel and started to accelerate the speed, looking at the speed monitor it went up to ninety. Looking up straight at the road dark thoughts started to form in my mind, I've had these thoughts from time to time.
I often wondered what it would be like to die, if death was a way out of this miserable life of mine, maybe then I could finally be in peace and free. Tears started to roll down my face, the speed monitor showed I was doing hundred-twenty. I want to be normal so badly, I hated my mom for always reminding me of what I am, I hate my dad, whoever he is for making me what I am, but most of all I hate myself. Even though I have these thoughts, I Know that I am to much of a coward to do it.
Gripping the wheel tighter I stomped on the brake and felt the tires screech as the van came to a complete stop, slowly halting in the middle of the road. I sat there with my hands tightly on the wheel still, my body was shaking uncontrollably . There was a brief silence till I finally just let my emotions erupt from me, my hands started hitting at the wheel as the horn beeped over and over. I yelled and cursed as loud as possible, tears fell down my face. It last for about five minutes till I started to calm down alil, but I couldn't stop the tears from coming. Sitting there as I sobbed against my arms on the wheel.
Why was I born...why oh why..