(no subject)
uhm yeah this is a chapter in my book.....
Almost two weeks had passed since Andrea horrifying experience at the hospital and she was far from normal they were soon out for thanksgiving break and before Andrea knew it she was In the kitchen helping her mother and grandmother cook cooking was the last thing Andrea wanted to do but nonetheless she woke up, dressed, and went to the kitchen where her mother and grandmother awaited her by 12 o’clock they were fast at work in the kitchen pretty soon the rest of Andrea’s relatives showed up and pretty soon so did Roger although Roger and Andrea were still best friends there was a slight tense feeling between them left from Andrea’s visit to the hospital but they both put on happy faces or what seemed to be happy faces and proceeded with the meal Andrea had no trouble with the meal and ate to her fill as she had become accustomed to doing in the past few weeks since her bulimic flight had begun her family seemed to not notice the change in Andrea but for Roger Andrea’s change was so great that it ruined his appetite more than once during the dinner Andrea found Roger looking at him this aroused and uneasiness in Andrea and she became quite tense during the remainder of the meal soon after the meal was over everyone dispersed into different sections of the house the women to the kitchen, the men to the TV room, and the children to the rec room Andrea and Roger being as how neither of them fit into any of the categories they wandered aimlessly around the neighborhood on a evening stroll after a few minutes of silence Roger spoke “How’s your diet?” Roger’s voice was as icy as the weather Andrea looked up at first shocked by Roger’s tone but then she took on a fierce fury in her eyes and before she could make a biting remark Roger spoke again “I’m sure you just love making the ones that love and care about you worry for your own selfish pleasure” “ Oh what do you know” Andrea quickly snapped “you live in a perfect world with your perfect parents and your perfect looks you have no idea why I do what I do so don’t give me crap about selfish pleasure if anyone is selfish it is you Roger Moore” Rogers eyes took on a blaze such as Andrea had never seen before “Perfect” he spat “If you think my life or anything about me is perfect then you’ve got another thing coming we all have problems no one is perfect least of all me” Andrea looked up her eyes no longer filled with pain but sadness before she could get the words to her lips Roger spoke once more “You hurt yourself and the people around you all so you can be what you think is perfect Andrea long I am not selfish if anyone is selfish it is you, you are by far the most selfish person I have ever met and sometimes I wish I hadn’t met you” the words were out before Roger could stop them one look at Andrea’s face made him wish the ground would swallow him alive as for Andrea Rogers words took all of the fight out of her, her eyes spilled with tears and in one short breath she uttered perhaps the most horrifying words Roger could have ever hoped to hear “is that what you really think of me?” her breath was barely a whisper Roger tried to speak but before he could Andrea ran off down the street she never looked back and for years to come one of Roger’s greatest regrets was that he didn’t chase after her
Almost two weeks had passed since Andrea horrifying experience at the hospital and she was far from normal they were soon out for thanksgiving break and before Andrea knew it she was In the kitchen helping her mother and grandmother cook cooking was the last thing Andrea wanted to do but nonetheless she woke up, dressed, and went to the kitchen where her mother and grandmother awaited her by 12 o’clock they were fast at work in the kitchen pretty soon the rest of Andrea’s relatives showed up and pretty soon so did Roger although Roger and Andrea were still best friends there was a slight tense feeling between them left from Andrea’s visit to the hospital but they both put on happy faces or what seemed to be happy faces and proceeded with the meal Andrea had no trouble with the meal and ate to her fill as she had become accustomed to doing in the past few weeks since her bulimic flight had begun her family seemed to not notice the change in Andrea but for Roger Andrea’s change was so great that it ruined his appetite more than once during the dinner Andrea found Roger looking at him this aroused and uneasiness in Andrea and she became quite tense during the remainder of the meal soon after the meal was over everyone dispersed into different sections of the house the women to the kitchen, the men to the TV room, and the children to the rec room Andrea and Roger being as how neither of them fit into any of the categories they wandered aimlessly around the neighborhood on a evening stroll after a few minutes of silence Roger spoke “How’s your diet?” Roger’s voice was as icy as the weather Andrea looked up at first shocked by Roger’s tone but then she took on a fierce fury in her eyes and before she could make a biting remark Roger spoke again “I’m sure you just love making the ones that love and care about you worry for your own selfish pleasure” “ Oh what do you know” Andrea quickly snapped “you live in a perfect world with your perfect parents and your perfect looks you have no idea why I do what I do so don’t give me crap about selfish pleasure if anyone is selfish it is you Roger Moore” Rogers eyes took on a blaze such as Andrea had never seen before “Perfect” he spat “If you think my life or anything about me is perfect then you’ve got another thing coming we all have problems no one is perfect least of all me” Andrea looked up her eyes no longer filled with pain but sadness before she could get the words to her lips Roger spoke once more “You hurt yourself and the people around you all so you can be what you think is perfect Andrea long I am not selfish if anyone is selfish it is you, you are by far the most selfish person I have ever met and sometimes I wish I hadn’t met you” the words were out before Roger could stop them one look at Andrea’s face made him wish the ground would swallow him alive as for Andrea Rogers words took all of the fight out of her, her eyes spilled with tears and in one short breath she uttered perhaps the most horrifying words Roger could have ever hoped to hear “is that what you really think of me?” her breath was barely a whisper Roger tried to speak but before he could Andrea ran off down the street she never looked back and for years to come one of Roger’s greatest regrets was that he didn’t chase after her