To Become

5:32pm - Fat

I woke up this morning, Jason sitting in a chair next to Ryan's bed just staring at me. I sat up and pulled the covers off of my body. I was starting to feel too warm. "Ryan's out for a while. He asked me to watch you." I nodded. "Hungry? You slept through your breakfast." I shook my head, but unfortunately, my stomach decided to expose me. Jason reached out and put his hand on my stomach. "I think you are." He took my arm and pulled me up out of the bed. "Come on. Let's get you something to eat. I think there are some pancakes left over."

I followed him silently down the hall realizing that the possibility of an escape would be dangerous. There would be no way to get out of it this time. Then I came up with an idea. I don't feel good. My stomach is like in knots. I don't think I can eat anything right now. We reached the kitchen and he pulled out a chair telling me to sit. "At least try eating something, okay? You passed out yesterday, so your body is obviously weak right now. Getting in some important nutrients will help you feel better." I remember thinking, crap! It didn't work.

I heard the basement door opening as Jason put two pancakes in the microwave. Greg walked into the kitchen and kneeled down to my level. "Open your mouth." Huh? I sat there not knowing what he was getting at. "Just open your mouth Kylienna. That's not that hard of an order, now is it?" I shook my head and let my jaws part. His fingers brushed across my bottom and top lips as he pushed them away from my teeth. His hand then went down to my neck and felt around my throat area. "Hmm," was all I heard from him. He stood straight again, and the microwave went off. Jason took the pancakes out and set them before on a paper plate.

Jason said that he was going to go back downstairs and left. Greg took a seat opposite of me after handing me a fork. "Do you want syrup?" I shook my head no. I cut into one of the pancakes and took a small bite. When I was finished, I looked up at the clock. A whole hour had passed. It felt like time was going so slow when I was eating. Greg took the plate from me and threw it in the trash while placing the fork in the sink. "Time to go downstairs now and get you to work." I stood and followed him to the basement.

Once down there, I saw Megan and Mallory standing over by Brad, one of the clients handing over money. I saw Megan send me over a glare. The man who was handing money to Brad looked over at me. "Who's that? She's cute." Brad turned his attention in my direction and grinned. "That's Ryan's." The man nodded as he began to walk towards the back hall, Megan and Mallory behind him. Another glare. Darker than the first time.

So far, today has been slow. I haven't been with anyone at all, and Ryan won't like that when he gets back. Two per day. That's his rule.

I don't like this feeling I have in my stomach. I feel more disgusting than ever right now. It's no wonder that none of the men who have come in so far today haven't wanted me. I'm probably so fat right now from those pancakes this morning. I'll ask Greg if I can go to the bathroom. I just hope that it might still come up.

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9:13pm - Wrong

It took a while, but it came up. I needed it to come up, so I just kept gagging myself until it did. After though, I saw blood. It scared me, but I haven't told anyone. I won't. I did get really thirsty afterwards, but too much liquid will make me look bloated right? I opted for nothing. My heart was still pounding so hard, I could swear a person could see it through the shirt I wore.

I finally got my stupid quota in for today. Ryan got back not too long ago. I was standing next to the wall, waiting for the dealing to be done when he walked in. He came over to me and kissed my forehead before going up the stairs. What did that mean? I forgot about it later on. It just now came back to mind.

Sara is laying down on her cot, her eyes opening and closing. She must be extremely sleepy. I do the same thing. It'll be 10 soon though. I'll close my eyes and drift away.

It's so early in the week. I hate it. However, for right now, it may be a good thing.

I'm going to do some more crunches. I'll do them perfectly to show Ryan that I really don't need his help. For once, I can prove him wrong.