That memory scared me. I hated remembering that night. I stopped grinding and kissing gee out of fear and schock from the memory. "Fuck! Frankie d-don't st-stop!..uh so good!" He moaned out grabbing my ass and pulling me back into him. I guess he got tired of waiting for me to respond, because in an instant he had flipped our positions so that he was pinning me. He stared violently thrusting his hips into mine, and sucking at my neck.

I didnt want want this to go to far but I was to scared to stop him. Normally if I try and stop someone from anything they hurt me. I didn't mean to but when he dropped down to his knees and licked the fabric over my erection I screamed like he was murdering me. He stood up quickly and grabbed my shoulders "oh my god frank are you ok!? I'm so sorry did I hurt you?"

I didnt even even respond, well verbaly at least. instead I slapped him in the face. My mind was confusing me I kept telling myself that it was gee and he'd never hurt me, but I kept thinking he was mason. I was so confused because I knew it was him and not mason but I don't know I think that memory messed with my head.

i dropped to to the floor covering my mouth in schock that I had just hit him. I sat there pulling my legs to my chest and started crying, not sobbing or whimpering crying. "I-I'm s-so sorry.....I-I just."

He he sat down next to me but didn't touch me. "What just happened?"

"That night..." I said more to myself than him. "It's all his fault! They lied to me they said he was nice and had changed! They fucking lied! It's his fault I can't do anything anymore! I can't even fucking eat because of him for Christ's sake!"

i saw saw there was a full body mirror hanging on some of the shelves. I completely ignored gee and took off my shirt staring at my reflection. Disgusting. I went to my bag and pulled out my own pencil which I had been marking my stomach height as my own pencil test. I moved the mirror and sucked my stomach in as far as I could and took a sharpie from my bag and marked where my stomach hit. It was even lower than before. I sat up with my back to gee. I just kept staring at the pencil. I had a goal marked on the pencil in red sharpie and I was almost at my goal. I started crying but not sad tears, I was happy that I was so close to reaching my goal that I had been working so hard for.

I had had completely forgotten that gee was even in the closet. He was silent just watching me I guess. I took off my pants and stared at my almost naked body. For once in almost 3 years I actually liked how I looked. I liked that you could see my bones and I loved that my hip bones stuck out so far that my boxers weren't even touching any of stomach but were held up by my hip bones.

"Frank you need to eat." Gee said braking the silence and making me remember that he was in the room with me. I turned and shot him a death glare. "No."

"Frank I'm honestly really scared you look like your a walking skeleton! What if you die from starving yourself!?"

"At least I'll be fucking happy with my body when I die!"