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Chapter 1 - Why Put Into Address With The Same Old
Gerard’s POV
My insides feel like there wasting away.
Gaining speed, the burning sensation flows out my mouth into the awaiting bowl.
“Now your getting skinny, you’ll be accepted by others, you don’t need food..” the voice inside my head whispered.
I looked in the mirror. My eyes were puffy and my throat was burning.
The pungent smell came from the toilet. It seemed whenever I flushed it my fears and regrets went with it.
I walked out of the bathroom.
I stared getting dizzy and collapsed on my bed
A cold shiver rushed over my body.
“Don’t be lazy, you’ll get fat, we don’t want that do we?” My mind said again.
“FUCK OFF” I shouted.
I heard a knock at the door.
“Honey are you ok?” Mum chimed in.
“Yep” I grumbled back.
The foot steps slowly disappeared.
I stared shaking.
I crawled under the covers.
My bed was warm but I wasn’t.
I couldn’t sleep and just moved from side to side.
Kim’s POV
Something was wrong.
I heard bottles clink in the kitchen.
I walked into the living room and soar my mum slumped over in the corner.
“Mum?”
She twitched in the corner.
“You..Fucking..whore…” my dad slurred.
He was totally trashed.
I quickly hid behind the couch and peered around the corner of it.
My mum flinched as he whacked her with the empty vodka bottle.
Tears started flowing down my cheeks.
Dad trudged out the door.
Probably gone to the pub.
“Mum?” I said shaking her.
I picked up the phone and dialed 111.
My insides feel like there wasting away.
Gaining speed, the burning sensation flows out my mouth into the awaiting bowl.
“Now your getting skinny, you’ll be accepted by others, you don’t need food..” the voice inside my head whispered.
I looked in the mirror. My eyes were puffy and my throat was burning.
The pungent smell came from the toilet. It seemed whenever I flushed it my fears and regrets went with it.
I walked out of the bathroom.
I stared getting dizzy and collapsed on my bed
A cold shiver rushed over my body.
“Don’t be lazy, you’ll get fat, we don’t want that do we?” My mind said again.
“FUCK OFF” I shouted.
I heard a knock at the door.
“Honey are you ok?” Mum chimed in.
“Yep” I grumbled back.
The foot steps slowly disappeared.
I stared shaking.
I crawled under the covers.
My bed was warm but I wasn’t.
I couldn’t sleep and just moved from side to side.
Kim’s POV
Something was wrong.
I heard bottles clink in the kitchen.
I walked into the living room and soar my mum slumped over in the corner.
“Mum?”
She twitched in the corner.
“You..Fucking..whore…” my dad slurred.
He was totally trashed.
I quickly hid behind the couch and peered around the corner of it.
My mum flinched as he whacked her with the empty vodka bottle.
Tears started flowing down my cheeks.
Dad trudged out the door.
Probably gone to the pub.
“Mum?” I said shaking her.
I picked up the phone and dialed 111.