"Eat." My mom pushed the plate towards me, the stench floated up my nostrils, I scrunched up my nose in disgust. "Oh don't look like that, I spent ages cooking it!" I looked into my concered mother's eyes. "Please." she pleaded. "We're all worried about you, Gerard." I tilted my eyes up at her, why'd she say that?
"Huh? Why? I eat normally..." I trailed off, knowing it wasn't very true at all. Looking down at my hands, I could still feel my mothers eyes on me. "How much do you weigh?" I didn't answer. "Gerard." I focused on my frayed gloves. "Follow me." she walked briskly and I skittered after her, I had no clue where we were going, I didn't really care, I was tired. She opened the door to the bathroom with a click and pushed out the scales towards my feet, without really meaning to, I walked straight onto them, it was my routine each morning after all.
Mom's hand shot up to her mouth as she took in the number, I jumped off quickly, I didn't want her to see. I was fat, she already knew that, why was she so shocked? "Gerard, this is awful, you need to see someone." Why was she being so mean?
"You're severely underweight honey, you're a young man, you shouldn't weigh less than me!" I looked at her thin, frail body, surely she couldn't weigh more than me? I was fat. "Mom, I can't eat your meal, Im sorry." I walked off briskly away from her, tears brimming in my eyes at the fact that I had upset her. I ran into my bedroom.
I was mean, really mean, I was stupid, I was ugly and I was fat.

Notes

Hope you like it! It's a little different from my other fics.
Xoxog