Mwahahaha! I am back with an update! I know it's totally been since never when I last wrote on this but I finally found the update I wrote so I figured I might as well post and see what happens. This should be interesting. I'll shut up now and let everyone read.


"Will, I need some new clothes," I whine from the bedroom as I hold my skirt up so it doesn't slide down.

"Okay…" Will says.

"Well my skirt is too loose!" I complain, walking into the living room.

"Okay, I'll take you shopping…"

"All right…"

"When do you wanna go?" Will asks.

"Sooner would be better…" I say, wishing I could find at least one thing that actually fits in my stuff.

"Yeah, you're probably right… do you want to eat something before we go?"

"No, I'm fine." Yes… there's's a tight feeling in my stomach that begs me to eat but another part of my head that tells me not to…

"Honey, I really want you to take at least a few bites of something…" Will tells me.

"Fine."

"Just something really light… it doesn't have to be a whole lot…" he adds.

"All right…"

"How about some crackers?" Will says.

"Okay," I say, not caring that much what he'd give me.

"I'll get you some. Do you want something to drink too?"

"Just some water," I tell him.

"That's fine…" Will says.

"Okay."

He gets me a few crackers from the pantry and a bottle of water. I just sit there and drink the water.

"April… I'm not gonna take you shopping until you eat a little something…" Will says

"Alright, fine." I take a bite some crackers, though I kinda don't wanna eat them. The knotted feeling in my stomach is going away a little, but I still don't wanna eat very much. Will smiles and I nibble on some crackers

"It doesn't hurt to eat something every once and a while…" Will says as I finish the water. "Do you want a few more crackers?" he asks.

"I'm good…" Not really…

"You sure? I'm worried about your eating…"

"I'm fine, Will," I lie. That tight feeling is coming back way too quickly, but I don't want to eat that much…

"April… your clothes are getting to be too big on you…" Will points out.

"I know that." Of course I know that, I always pay attention to my clothes.

"Which probably means your losing weight… you need to eat more than just a few crackers…"

"Will, I'm fine," I say. I really don't wanna talk about this…

"You keep saying that… but I'm really concerned about you…"

"Why?"

"You're cold all the time, you're hardly eating anything and you keep having nightmares…"

"I always have nightmares," I reply stubbornly. Anyways, it's fall. Of course I'm cold a lot…

"I know… but the other stuff I'm really worried about…" Will says.

"Don't worry."

"April… I wish I didn't have to, but I really think you have an eating disorder…"

"I don't have an eating disorder!" I yell at him. I really don't wanna talk about this anymore, and I don't have an eating disorder… since when would anybody care if I did, anyways?

"Seriously, April. I really want you to think about this…" Will says, "I don't want you to be mad at me, but I'm worried about you…"

"Will, don't worry. I don't have an eating disorder," I say again. I don't wanna talk to anyone about how little or much I'm eating. Why WOULD anybody care? Nobody ever cared about me at all up till now…

"Until someone tells me otherwise, I'm gonna believe you do…"

"Will…" I whine.

"I'm sorry, April… but you came to me wanting me to help you, and I've gotta know what's wrong before I can help you…"

"I just need some help staying sober…"

"I know, and you've done pretty good there, but I'm also concerned about your eating…"

"Don't be."

"I know you want me to pretend like there's not a problem, but there is…" Will says.

"No there isn't."

"April… you're so tiny right now, it's almost unhealthy, I'm not trying to be mean, it's the truth… I'm not mad at you, okay… I'm just worried… April, please talk to me…"

"Why?"

"There's a lot that you're hiding, and I want to help you…" Will says. "Hey, you know what. Let's go shopping for a while then we can talk…"

"Okay," I say, glad to finally change the subject. I don't wanna keep having to tell Will I don't have an eating disorder, and I don't. I lost my appetite a while ago, so I don't eat that much anymore…

"Just let me get my shoes and my keys…"

"Okay."


Hello, peoples! Thought you'd never see me again, yes? Well I was tossing out old google docs I don't need and I found this! An UPDATE!
PS the eating disorder thing was inspired by some peoples comments on her weight. Some people thought she looks insanely skinny, and my mom is beginning to believe she has/had an eating disorder. Seriously, like every time she came on screen,
Mom: "SHE'S TOO SKINNY! She's like a stick with boobs!"
Me: *facepalm* "Mom…"
So yeah…