COMBINED`HELL *3*

CHLOEY

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The next few days weren't exactly living.

Ashley invaded me again which rather pissed me off.

I guess I didn't really put up much of a fight really.

We really had no choice but boring right now

When she was in the "suicide" state of mind.

So I just watched her play the boring meek girl she

was born to win an Oscar for. It was a lovely

talent of hers, that came all to natural.

I yawned at Moms attempt to make everything seem as

normal as could be.

So Mom decided sphagetti night, Ashley's fave with

extra garlic bread of course. She ate so much it made my

Stomach hurt. I would have to find a way to purge tonight.

For both our sakes.

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ASHLEY

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Mom's spaghetti was good. I just wish she wouldn't worry

herself so much in trying to make me feel better.

I really loved my Mom. I worried about her though. She was

beatiful with expressive eyes and dark hair. She didn't have

to really try. I always prayed I'd look half as beautiful as Mom

did when I was older. I needed to fill out a lot more to be as

curvy as she was. After she retired to bed I flipped through

the channels mindlessly. I was getting really sleepy

but I decided to treat myself to some ice cream, then two

diet cokes. Eating soothed me. It was like I was fillling

a well of an aching hole somewhere inside me. I knew it

was unhealthy. Still it was the only way I could sleep without

nightmares. Being full felt safe to me. Empty, I was like an

Empty vessel allowing scary demons in.

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CHLOEY

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I had to retrieve my body back before Ashley could ruin

it with her huge binge. I couldn't stand being this full.

It was unbearable. I'd rather be light as air with more

freedom in my movements. I purged in the bathroom for

about an hour. I had get as much food out as possible.

The puking didn't really bother me. Ita was actually

a relief evertime I purged. The dizziness washed over me

as I was preparing to hide the evidence with the strong

scent of clorox. I then had to clean up Ashley's "eat her

feelings" mess. I tucked the icecream way in the back of

the freezer and cleared the coffee table.

I was helping her more than she knew.

Hiding her secrets as much as my own.

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ASHLEY

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I woke up late morning feeling awful. My stomach was raging

with growling that demanded me to eat something.

I groggily went into the bathroom to splash water

on my face. I almost instantly spotted the clorox.

I evaluated my appearance in the mirror and noticed

my eyes were red and my face was pale.

She had done it again. Angrily I poured the clorox down the

drain. the chemicals made me cough until my throat

felt so raw I could barely swallow. I looked at the redness

of my knuckles. Chloey's bulimic crap disgusted me.

I could hear her so clearly in my mind trying to

defend the matter. I pretended as though I couldn't hear

her at all. Of course that was impossible for me. She'd be with

me all day screaming for my attention. I'd always have to

give in. Today I vowed not to let her get to me. This

was my life. Not hers. I made that weak statement over

and over in my head, hoping for some conviction.

It never came. Instead I was stuck with her again.

Or me maybe. I shivered as I let myself briefly wonder which

girl was even me.