Someday

Chapter 10

Long time no see... sorry gang

!! I forgot the timeline of everything and I don't feel like figuring it out so today's the opening day of tour! you get what you get and don't get upset.

Winnie began to turn in her sleep as she felt something indent the bed. Still comfortably warm under the covers, she slightly rotated right to face the large 'thing' sitting beside her. She could feel that it was a person but the way their balance was tipped, wobbling back and forth. To her knowledge, it could be one of two people, Gracie, or Phoebe.

-1 hour prior-

"poor girl" Taylor shook her head, flipping the skillet full of breakfast assortments. "I don't understand how you can live your life like that for so many years and then just turn out, well, normal I guess. You would never think that Winnie had a traumatic childhood, the way she presents herself is like nothing negative has ever happened to her."

"I really don't know, she took a nap when we went home, then woke up a little bit later and she seemed to be fine" Gracie shrugged, stacking two pancakes neatly on top of each other, then passing them down the line to be garnished.

"I want her to get all the sleep she can get after... yesterday, but she still needs to be awake, this is a big day for her, and all of us." Phoebe sat at the breakfast table with her fork in hand, like a cartoon character waiting to be served breakfast

"How are you feeling Taylor? I'm sure it's exciting and nervous all at once" Gracie sat down carrying two plates, one for herself and one for Phoebe

"Yeah," Taylor huffed out a sigh "I'm of course nervous, but I'll get back into the groove of it after some time, I've missed it y'know? Like, it was second nature to me, performing, and I just had to give it up one day. Of course, there was Lover Fest, but we know how that played out." Taylor seated herself next to Gracie, excited to dig into their creations. To the left of Taylor, there was a full plate, with nobody sitting in the seat. They were nearing 7 AM and Winnie was still not up and soon Taylor would be stuck with the job of waking her back up.

-present-

"Hello, Winona Rose" Taylor giggled watching Winnie struggle to stay awake. She put her hands under the tired girl's underarms, pulling her into her lap, wrapping her hands around her waist, and forcing her to sit up straight

Winnie's face fell sideways into Taylor's chest, too exhausted to even move, trying to fall back asleep. "Can I please have just a little more time, it's like six in the morning" Winnie incoherently mumbled out.

"We should call you Whine-ey" Taylor snorted, thinking she was hilarious "It's eight and we need to leave in thirty minutes, we made you some breakfast, just get dressed and eat. Is there anything you need me to do for you?" Taylor recalled last night's chaotic events, quietly brainstorming a good time to bring it up. The girl really had twenty minutes at max to get ready if she wanted to eat breakfast, and she also had a performance to the biggest crowd she had ever seen, so Taylor didn't want to mess with her head.

The thought of breakfast made Winnie's stomach turn. She hadn't truly thought about how she was supposed to live with three people and continue to do the things she had been doing. Her mother was always on her case about her weight, and the things she ate but moving to LA only compounded the issue, evolving it into a monster that feasted on Winnie's insecurities.

She fasted till noon everyday, skipping breakfast. It was enough to cut her calories by a fourth, but not too much that she was necessarily starving herself, just cutting back enough to make a difference.

That was until it wasn't enough. She stopped having any snacks unless she was at a party or event. She had a strict lunch-dinner eating schedule. Until the monster became greedier and greedier. Fast forwarding to now, Winnie only ate dinner and was on a strict two-finger diet (iykyk)