Skinny is Pretty I Am Pretty, Right?

I lay there crying Gee on top of me wrists pinned above my head.
"I'm sorry I'm so undesirable." I mumble the tears smudging my make up.
"It's not that, if you were sober I'd comply." I shake my head at this "Why are you lying to me it's because I'm fat, ugly scarred and fat fat fat." I'd continue to say the cursed word but he leans in pressing his lips to mine ever so gently he releases my wrists and puts his hands under my shirt feeling along my protruding rib cage he pulls away "you're far too thin and gorgeous to be considered fat. You'll have to get sober for more." With that he pulls away, something Alex never did pulling away. I sit up in awe and shock.
I had to get sober.

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