Anorexia At It's Finest

"DON'T LOOK AT THOSE!"

"Say you'll stay for dinnner," Kade pleads.

"I can't, my mother will be pissed!" I say for the fiftieth time.

"Calm your tits, sweetie," Kade's brother comments.

"Can you shut up?" Kade asks rudely to him."

"Not unless the little hottie over here can make me," He says with a smirk.

I shiver.

"Shut up, Luke, she doesn't want you," Kade retorts.

Luke scoffs.

"Like she'd want you!"

"Oh really? You really fucking want to go there?!" Kade screams back.

"Yes! I fucking do!"

"Well you know what? You can take that and shove it up your-"

"Okay I'm just going to go..." I say rather quietly.

"NO!" They both say in unision.

"Boys! We're home!" A female voice sounds.

My head snaps to the woman standing hand-in-hand with a man that looked like Luke in 30 years.

"H-hi," I stutter.

"Kade is this the girl with the blue hair you've been talking about?" She says with a mischievous smile.

"Mom! HAHAHAHA, Cassie she's just kidding!" The nervousness in his voice clear as fucking crystal.

"Well I'm glad to be a topic of the table, but I'm afraid I have to go..."

"No! I'd love for you to stay for dinner!" She exclaims taking her hands out of the man's and waving them in emphasis.

"Are...are you sure that's okay?" I ask uncertain.

"Absolutely! Now go have fun!"

I laugh as she waves us all off, except the guy of course.

We all walk into Kaden's room so I sit down on the floor.

"Sorry about my mom," Kade whispers, playing with his bracelets awkwardly.

What the hell does he mean?

"No, it's fine she's really sweet!" I manage to utter out with a laugh.

"That weird guy is our dad," Luke laughs from the doorway.

"Just get the fuck out," Kade says, annoyed.

"You heard him, come on Lovely," His eyes on me.

What.

"Uh..."

"You know that's not what I meant, Luke, now get out before I tell mom where you keep your Playboys," His flat tone makes me practically pee my pants in laughter.

"You wouldn't dare."

"Try me."

"Fine, it's not like they're even mine," and with that final adeiu, Luke heads to his room.

"Playboys?" I question with a giggle.

"Yep, he jerks off to them, every. Fucking. Night. It's the only reason my parents let me get new Beats."

I take a glance under his bed and see magazines piled under his bed.

"Hmm..."

"What?"

My hand darts under the bed, grabbing a quarter of the stack.

"What are these?"

"DON'T LOOK AT THOSE!"

I flip one open.

"What is this?"

"Uh...it's just some stuff my parents can't see."

The pages are covered with lyrics and sketches and photographs.

"Why not?"

"Because if they did they'd disown me," he says with a forced laugh.

Kade snatches the magazines from my hands and stuffs them under the bed where they were originally.

"Can we forget about those?"

"Yeah sure...uh, where's your bathroom?" I ask.

"Down the hall, across from Luke's room," he says with a half smile.

I nod and exit the room.

What the hell was that?

I take a simple inhale and continue walking down the hall. Without thinking I take a right into the bathroom.

Big mistake.