Save Me

Chapter 1:

I ran up to the bathroom in my room, slamming my door. The numbers on the scale, ran through my head. 175 pounds, wasn't what I wanted to see. God damn it! I collapsed on the floor. I picked up my hair, and fix it into a pony tail. I take a deep breath, and shove two fingers down my throat. I gag, but shove my fingers further down. I felt my fingers go down, as if it was searching for the thin girl that was hiding in my body. I pull out my fingers, as I threw up what I had eaten today. Tears form in my eyes, as I continue to throw up. My breathing was heavy. I looked up from the bowl, and look up to the ceiling.
"Why can't it be simple?" I ask in a whisper. I look back down, resting my hands on my thighs. My breathing becomes normal. I slowly get off my knees, and flush the toilet. The mixture of colors and chuck in the toilet bowl, was hard to look at. I shake my head.
"Pull yourself together, you can't keep overeating" I say to myself. I look myself in the mirror, and start touching my face. My dark brown eyes stare back at me. The disappointment in myself was clearly shown through the reflection in the mirror. I take a deep breath, and turn on the sink. I take my tooth brush, and put the peppermint toothpaste perfectly upon the bristles.
The toothpaste in my mouth was refreshing. The peppermint burning my senses. I brush and brush throughly until I'm ready to wash it out. I put water in my mouth and gargle it all around my mouth. I spit it out, and keep my head low. I slowly close my eyes, and try to calm myself down from the high disappointment in myself. Tears begin to form in my eyes, but I hold them back.
"Don't! Not now," I said to myself in angry whisper. "you do not cry. You're better than crying pitiful tears for yourself. It's your fault that your like this" I raise my head up, and put my toothbrush back on top of the sink. I turn and leave the bathroom.
I lay down on my bed, my black boots still on, and look up to the ceiling. I close my eyes, and suddenly I feel peace. I slowly drift away to the place, that I know my thoughts, my body, the numbers don't scare nor hurt me. I slowly fall asleep and dream.
***
"NORAH! NORAH! WAKE UP!" Jason shouts to me, as he jumps on my bed. My eyes flutter open. I felt exhausted. My throat was burning, hurting, but I slowly smiled at Jason, my little brother. I sit up slowly, and stop him from jumping.
"Who told you to jump on my bed?" I said to him as I grab his legs. He laughs, and falls down on his butt on my bed. He smiles, and hugs me. His hugs gave warmth to my body and filled me with a pure joy. I hug him back, and pull away.
"How was school J?"
"It was good, I passed my spelling test with a 95" he says happily. My smile grew bigger.
"That's good. I'm proud of you. Keep it up, and you'll get ice cream on Friday". His eyes sparkled in excitement. I laugh a little. His smile fades a little. I look at him, concerned.
"What's wrong?" I asked him. He puts his tiny finger below my eye.
"Your eyes are red. When that happens to me, it means I was crying. Norah were you crying? Is that why you were sleeping? Because crying makes me sleepy" He asks me. His innocence tugged at my heart. I looked down. Idiot! You forgot to put the eyedrops. I look up at him, and shake my head slightly.
"No bug, I was just really exhausted from school. College is harder then second grade" I say as I smile softly at him. He shakes his head.
"No way, second grade is like the hardest grade ever" he says as he pokes my cheek. I chuckle. I nod my head in agreement.
"Yeah, you got a point. Never grow up, it sucks" I said to him jokingly, although my intentions were serious. He smiles and hugs me.
"I won't, but can we go downstairs now. Mommy finished in the kitchen" he says to me. I smile, and nod. He gets off me, and runs out my room. I swing my legs off, and get off my bed. I look down at my black jeans, and brush off the wrinkles with the palms on my hands. I walk out my bedroom, and walk down the stairs.
"Norah, honey, how was your day?" My mom says to me, with a smile. I shrug my shoulders up.
"It was okay, same old same old" I say as I hug her. Her hands landed on the back of my shoulders, as she kissed the side of my head.
"Good sweetie. Now, get ready we are going next door. There seems to be new neighbors that moved in" she says, delighted. I looked at her as I groan.
"Do I have to? Like, why can't we just leave them be? Why do we have to be creepy, and say hello?"
"There is nothing creepy about a simple hello. It's not like we are secret serial killers" she says jokingly. I shake my head, being defeated.
"Fine, but I am not staying long" I said to her, annoyed. She nods her head in a agreement. I walk to the coat rack, and put on my black leather jacket on. My brother takes his blue sweater from the couch, and puts it on.
"Oh, I forgot to ask you, what would you like to eat for dinner Norah?" I look at her, trying to hide the hunger away from my eyes. I shake my head. She puts on her black cardigan.
"I'm not hungry, I ate out before I got home" She nods slightly. I turn to the door, and slowly start to hear my stomach growl. I open the door, trying to cover the sound. I let my mom and Jason out first, and head out after them. We walk next door, to meet the new neighbors we will never talk to again, after today.