another us | sodapop curtis

14. Eating Problems And Bad Outfits

Soon enough, Soda had gotten ready for the day and went downstairs to eat breakfast. Meanwhile the guys were already out and about.

"Hey missy, why aren't you up yet?" He asked from the doorway.

"Did you already eat?" I asked.

"No, I'm waiting for you." He replied walking over and sitting on the bed.

"I don't really feel like it..." I muttered looking at the ceiling.

"Why?" He asked.

"I-I'm just not hungry." I replied.

"What do you mean you aren't hungry? You haven't eaten since... Last morning?" He asked himself.

"Why aren't you eating?" He asked.

"I just h-haven't been able to really g-get myself to eat after I remembered s-something." I replied.

"What did you remember?" He asked.

"I can't tell you." I replied.

"Why not?" He asked concerned.

"Because it's private." I shrugged. He stared me down.

"So you're not gonna eat? Sweetheart you need to eat, you aren't in the best state." He sighed.

"At least eat one piece of chocolate cake." He begged.

"Okay, I'm coming down." I replied. He smiled and stood up.

"Are the boys downstairs?" I asked.

"Just Johnny and Pony."

"So can we-"

"No, we are NOT going on another adventure today. I'm not going back on the soc side." He cut me off walking downstairs.

"I guess I'll have to eat somehow.." I muttered going to get ready.

Sodapop's POV

Why isn't she eating?

I cut up a slice of cake for her to eat and went to sit with Johnny and Pony by the TV.

"Do you guys know why Riya's not eating?" I asked.

They both looked at each other wide eyed.

"Listen Soda, I really don't think you wanna get into all this stuff." Johnny replied. I looked at him and sighed.

"I need to know." I replied.

"I think it's best if you don't find out." Pony replied.

"Why?" I asked.

"Just dont question it." Pony said putting his hand up to stop me.

"Okay fine then." I muttered walking back into the kitchen.

Soon enough, she walked in and sat at the table with her cake.

"Why are you staring at me?" She asked.

"Why are you eating so slow?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"Because I can." She shrugged.

"Listen," I started sitting on the chair across from her.

"You're going to tell me why you don't wanna eat and you're going to tell me right now." I demanded.

"I don't want to." She shrugged continuing to eat.

"You don't want to tell me why or you're not eating cuz you don't want to?" I asked confused.