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Hi.
A Few Minutes Before.
Marley was on her way home. She was heading towards the gazebo, singing to herself, as she held her stomach in pain and cringed with every step she took. She was going insane and she kept thinking that instead of home she should get a ride to the hospital. But then the hospital would find out that she hasn't been eating for a few days and she'd be placed in some mental nuthouse home for eating disorders.
She couldn't do that.
She heard a girl screaming in the far off distance, near the gazebo. A few seconds later she saw a small blonde carrying a child in her arms.
"Kitty?"
Kitty stopped and looked at Marley. Tears in her green eyes and a shaky voice.
"What do you want Perfect Star?"
"What's wrong?"
"I'm not telling you." Kitty said. "What? Got your period fat-ass?"
"No-"
"Oh my god are you starving again you piggy? Whale, if you want to starve yourself for attention, just don't be in fucking Glee! New Directions won't win Regionals and it'll be all your damn fault, you stupid Piglet Swine!"
She ran off after that.
Marley thought of what Kitty just said. Although she was in pain in her gut, the name calling got to Marley again. Marley ran off to the bathrooms.
Marley got to the bathrooms and fell to her knees, shoving her finger to the back of her throat and gagging and gagging until she felt something come out. Some food from breakfast but nothing else. She sat back, feeling some pain go away, but now felt miserable until she realized what she did.
"Shit." SHe muttered as she got up and left the bathroom.
She flushed the toilet, washed her hands, and left the bathroom. She sat down on a bench, cringing in pain. The pain was now worse than before. She just wanted it to end. For the past two-three days she's been in killer pain and just wanted it end. She began to cry.
Soon she started back at breakfast. They were just trying to help her and she just fought them off, She sucked.
She already planned on leaving Glee club because they weren't letting Kitty back in, even though it was her own fault for listening to the cheerleader.
She had a second reason. She's sick. She needs to focus more on herself than anything else now. At least some of that was true. And the Glee kids would understand, but probably harass her into staying with them whilst she was getting help.
Fifteen minutes passed and Marley wasn't in pain anymore, per say. She pain died down a little bit and now it was just a tingle in her side. She relaxed as she sat back in the bench and rested her eyes. Sleep for a few minutes then wake up and go home.
She was asleep for a few minutes until she felt someone tapping her.
"Marley?" It was Jake's voice. "Hey, you awake? Dude, she's over here!" He called out.
Marley opened her eyes and saw Ryder coming over with Jake. The two teenage boys had worried concerns on their faces.
"Hey Marley, are you okay?"
She nodded faintly.
"Alright, come on we're taking you home."
"I'm staying here."
"You're kidding, right?" Jake asked. "You're sick."
"I don't have a cold." Marley said.
"No Marley, you know what we mean." Ryder said with a specific tone in his voice.
Marley thought for several seconds. Then figured it out. "Oh God, guys! I'm not!"
"Marley the pills were in the jacket. They fell out, on your way to the bathroom." Ryder said.
"Ryder I-"
"A few weeks ago you claimed to have given me all the pills to throw away," Jake said. "Don't lie to me like that."
"Jake! I promise, I'm not sick anymore!" She half lied. "I gave you all that I had, I just forgot I had this once laxative pill box. I haven't worn the varsity jacket in weeks, so it's obvious I forgot about it."
"Your in pain, right?" Ryder asked. "Side pain? What the hell have you been eating?"
"Nothing. I—"
"Hospital." Both boys said, each taking an arm and hooking it with Marley's arm.
"Guys! I'm fine!" Marley shouted. "I'm—AAAAAAHHHHHHH!"
Marley lost all feeling in her and fell to the snow covered ground, holding her side in pain, still screaming in pain. Jake supported her head as Ryder held her arm. She was still screaming in pain.
"Dude, what's wrong with her?" She heard Jake question over her constant screaming.
"Shit... Dude, I've had this before when I was six! She has—"
Marley screeched again, cutting him off.
"I'm calling 9-1-1! Keep her calm down."
"Alright... Marley, hey, Marley, you're going to be alright. Alright?"
Marley nodded, her face cringed, but still in the worst pain in her life. It felt like as if something exploded, but not entirely. She just wanted the pain to end right now. She just wanted it to all end and get over it. But for now she had to relax.
Kitty's perfect. She has a perfect body that doesn't reject her in anyway and always appreciates her. And if it did and she went to the hospital, then she'd have the perfect and most prettiest room in the world. Her parents would rent out the entire floor, just for her.
Why can' I be like Kitty?