Chapter 4- Jaime again, and well almost every chapter i write will be dark so if you don't like dark read Amy's half :P
The longer we painted the more my rumbling kept going, louder and louder. But... I didn't want to eat, because i knew what would happen when i did. I would go be stupid again, and throw it up. What is wrong with you? My thoughts swirled but at least I'm going shopping tomorrow, I'm pretty sure I have gone down a size. Always a plus. By the time we finished painting it was past nine, and we were beat. Maddi looked over, her face flushed and her eyes half closed.
" What's for dinner?" Maddi addressed my mother and she wiped her forehead.
" Well, what do you-" She stopped mid sentence and placed a hand on her stomach.
" Girls! Quick, feel! He's kicking!" We hurried to touch her belly and we felt the skin morph under her shirt. We ended up eating NYC take out back in the house, which I'm not complaing, but i have to do what I always do. After eating I kissed them both goodnight and said I was going to bed, but in reality I was going to puke. Walking up the stairs and going into the huge bathroom I drank a glass of water as fast as I could, making me feel sick. Pulling up both lids and sticking my fingers down I closed my eyes and felt the chinese food spill in. After I cleaned up and swished with mouthwash I felt better... Like I always did after purging. This will make you skinny you know. I nodded to myself, I knew it would. I went into my room and it smelled like fresh paint, rummaging through a box I found pj's and threw them on and crawled onto my mattress, and soon I was sound asleep.
" Ann....... Move over....." My little body was woken up by gentle hands and I was moved over half asleep. Maddi crawled in next to me and cried.
" What's wrong?" She sobbed into my button up pajamas and shook her head.
" Daddy killed mommy." She cried and I cried too.
I drew a sharp breath and sat up, always the same dream....