("You love me right? I dont have to be skinnier right? Am I fat? You love me, so I dont need to be skinnier right? Or do I? Am I fat? I think I am." I dont look him in his eyes. After a few minutes I look up. I see his face, his lips are not smiling, a tear drops from his face, his eyes look sad. "Am I fat?" I ask. )

He doesnt say anything, he just stares at me. "Am I fat?" I asked him once again. Tears begin rolling down my cheeks. Does he really think Im fat? Why wont he answer me? I think. I look away from him.

"No." He said to me. "I dont think you are fat, I think you are the most gorgeous person on earth. So dont think for a second that you are fat." He said looking serious. I see his trouble not to cry. He doesnt say anything anymore, he just stares me in my eyes before leaning in slowly. He kisses me, soft, his lips on mine. I get what hes trying to do.

"Thanks." I say. "I needed that." I smile at him after a few more kisses. I feel his hand around me, on my arms sliding toward my neck over my ribs to my stomach. He lets his hands rest there. "Baby...Ill help you get trough this okay? I dont understand but I will try to." He said smiling. "I do not understand how you can think you arent beautiful, but I will help you get that feeling back. I promise."

I look at him, after all these days of eating mostly nothing I start to want to eat. I blush when I think about it. "B?" I ask. "Yeah, whats do you want?" He says while looking at me with love. "I wanna cuddle, b-but maybe I-I wanna eat something." I say. He smiles and stand up. "Ill get you something."

Its been a week and everyday he ask how Im doing, he helps me eating. Yep I need help. Sometimes when Im really sad I cant eat, its weird but its what I feel. I think Blaine mom knows somethings up though. Maybe I should talk to her.

That evening I went to speak with her.

"Hey." I say nervously. "Hey sweetheart, what did you want to talk about?" She asked politely. "I think you noticed the past week that I have been trouble eating?" I say, she nodded. "Well the thing is, that I just wanted to tell you that before you would go all crazy on me or Blaine. I dont want to explain how I feel and stuff but I thought you should know." I say to her.

She looks down before getting up and walking to a closet. She puts a book out, it looks like a diary. She sits in front of me again before talking. "Here, you should read this." She hand me the diary over. "When I was your age I was doing the exact same thing what you are doing now. But with me it got worse. I think its good for you to read it, it may help you with how you are feeling." I look at her and stand up to give her a hug.

I went to my room, and got under the covers. Opening the diary. I start to read.

2 july 1979

Dear Diary,

I dont know whats wrong with me. I have all these feelings about myself and I cant handle it. Today, my dad asked me if every thing was okay. I told him Im fine but if he saw through me he would know it was a big fat lie. I lie a lot about how I feel. I cant just answer with Well actually Im fat and need to loss weight but my body is being mean so actually I feel like shit. right? I dont want anyone to know what I am doing to myself. Cause somewhere deepdown I know its wrong but I cant seem to stop thinking so bad about myself. I wake up, I ask myself if Im skinnier than the day before, I go to school I look if I got any food with me to throw away. I go to bed at night asking myself if Im skinnier than I was in the moring. Life sucks, maybe I just should give up and start eat again. No I cant do that. Ever. He will hate me if I start eating again. I have to be perfect.                   X 

I close the diary and start thinking, she felt the exact same as I do now. I close my eyes and fall asleep slowly. I feel someone slid into my bed, an arm around me as protect. I feel someone kissing my cheek. I cuddle closer to Blaine and put my head on his chest and fall asleep. Finally a night without a nightmare.