THE FAT ONE

* Listen to Blood by Middle East ,while reading *


The ticking of the clock echoed off the walls of the vacant hall way. Every tick reminded me the last place I want to be right now is here, but that was the deal. For my freedom I had to agree on coming back one day a week for therapy. It's was just my first week out and I was already sick of the agreement.
After about ten minuets of waiting, the distant sound of huffing down the hall became more clear as a clearly distraught man stopped in front of me. With his back towards me he began to fiddle with his keys to unlock the door, growing more irratated.
I roll my eyes, in amusement as he silently gestures me to follow him. I notice a large light brown stain on his blue button up shirt that's freshly damp. He closed the door beind us and nodded for me to sit in the chair, as he sat in the one infront of me. I didn't say one word to him, not even a hello. Niether has he, obviously were both in a bad mood.

The man is only slightly taller than me and has an orange beard starting to grow on his pale face. Slight bags are formed under his light green eyes. His natural orange hair freshing cut and combed with Tattoos covering his arms fully. He's wearing casual jeans, with his stained shirt, and a pair of black dress shoes.
I scrunch my eyebrows together.
He notices as I take in his appearance, making his small lips curve into a polite smile.

"My name is Dr. Parker but you can call me, Wesley." He tells me before glancing down at the papers in his lap.

"Jax Finnley is it?" Wesley asks.
"Just Jax." I say quickly with a serious tone.

"Ofcourse. I asked your past therapist to give you the Diary to write in, did you get it?" I guess this is how it's going to go, him asking me quetion after question.

" Yes, but you can't read it, bec-" I begin to get deffensive.
"I don't want to. It's your private Diary, Jax." Wesley cuts me short.
I dont say anything, but feel relieved he's not going to ready it.

"You know there's this theory that you read alot about a persons characteristics in the first five seconds of meeting them, what does your mind read about me?" He asks in a calm tone.
"That you spilled coffee all over your shirt." I repsond irrated, making him grin.
"So you survived the first week, still in one peice I see. What have you been up to?" Wesley asks his fourth question. My posture straightens up, thinking of the recent memories.
"Nothing Much." I sighed

BIG FAT LIE.

My face showed boredem but in the inside I was grinning like a child who just got a free life supply of candy.
This week has in fact been pretty momentious...
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Six Days Earlier.
Day 1: FREEDOM
The weight of my suitases couldn't bother me any less right now, because today is the day. The day as an eighteen year old that I get to start the rest of my life, now that kinda sounds like i just got married, but unfortunatly I weigh 201 pounds so the only love life i have is between me and chili cheese fries.
Yet there is a difference to snacking and binging and I don't binge anymore.
My arms carried the cases by my sides as I approached the exit door of the Mental Hospital. Where I have spent four months convincing people my finger was no longer a self distruct button. Finally I was leaving.
Almost there... Almost there...
"Jax!" The familar sweet voice yells. A huge smile spreads across my face.

"You weren't going to leave with out saying goodbye were you?" The voice asks.
"Megs!" I spin around and hug her small body tightly. " I came by your room to say bye, but your nurse said you were in therapy. "No worries." She grins. "Gosh your so lucky yet your leaving me here with all the mentals to go party and meet boys" Meg pouts. I release a laugh.
For the time I was in here Megan and I were attached at the hip, only just meeting eachother we got along greatly. Megan is the size of a tooth pick, she never told me why she's in here but it's pretty obvious. Poor mest up Megs.. She became one of my closest friends. Well, only friend.
"You and I both know there are no cool people in this town." I sigh. I live in the second smallest town in the state of Washington. Mostly everyone knows eachother.
"Here." She digs in there jacket pocket and takes out a clear rubber bracelet. On craft days the nurses would give us plain hospital bracelets to decorate since it was the only kid of bracelet we were allowed to wear.
In glitter it said my name and Megans with flowers around it. I happily slip it on my wrist.
"Now go." She smiles, pointing towards the door.
Taking a deep breath I pick my suit cases back up and smile at Megan once more before turning away and walking out the Hospitals Main exit doors.
Instantly, The summer breeze blows my naturally straight hair back smoothly.
This is fine. Im fine. Your Fine. I tell myself.
My anxiety began to increase as the distant police sirens and odd noices that you don't hear in the safety of your hospital room make my ears ring. They don't let us outside in the front, they have a special outside area we can got to, supervised. So the environment is foriegn to me.
I spot my moms car parked in the parking lot with the visitor cars and I run quickly to her. I toss my luggage in the back seat and practically throw myself in the passenger seat, quickly gaining my composer.
"Took you long enough." She groans. Yup thats my mother. Not a hello or congrats, but a 'took you long enough'. Isn't she fucking lovely. It's only ever been her and I, so you'd think we'd be so close, but thats just not the case. My mother has a smaller figure than I, yet I get my fat gene from her. Her hair is naturally blonde, making it obvious i get my hair color from my dad, who i've never met.
We make our way out of the parking lot and onto the main road in silence.
"There are some snickers in the glove compartment." She nods her head to me, not taking her eyes off the road. Rolling my eyes in surrender, I open the glove compartment and take out the two snicker. I offer her one, but she shakes her head. "I'm on a diet, love." She declines the offer.
"Really?" I ask surprised.
"Lost about 10 pounds already." My mom tells me. I watch her as she reaches in her back pocket to pull out her cigarettes. Not feeling hungry, I put the snickers back and my eyes look to the window, watching the passing scenery.
"Want one?" She hands out the cigarettes.
"No. Since when have I ever smoked." I scoff at her words.
"You haven't started?" She asks. I ignore her question as we approach a stop light.
Suddenly the sound of laughter and hollering became clear, making me curiously perk up and turn around to see what all the noise was about. My eyes became glued to the group of motorcycles coming to a stop beside us. Two of the motorcycle has a girl on the back clinging to the guy driving. They all stopped their motorcycles close to eachother, beginning to laugh at something another said. They looked so good next to one another, like a scene in a move where they roll up in slow motion.
My eyes widen as I study one of the girls intensely.
"Wait a minuets..." I say under my breath.
The girl with familiar long blonde flowy hair turns her head and glances at me through her motorcycle helmet.
"Shit." I curse and quickly duck my head. She's the last person I want to see right now.
"Jax?" I hear her say. I try my best to casually shrink myself down in my seat but the size of my body wasn't helping at all.
"Oh my god, Jax!" I hear her say louder.
"Who is it that?" My mom asks in confusion.
"Kim." I mumble. I watch my mothers face as she looks at Kimberly.
"Really? She sure has blossomed, look at her chest." My mother points out. I hear Kimberly approaching the car so I give up and acknowledge her. She bends down to my sitting height and smiles at me through the window, gesturing me to come out of the car I release a sigh and look to my mom.
"Please, don't embarrass me." I plead while opening the door.
"Oh please. Just be quick, were in a rush." She tells me.
I smile at my old best friend. Thinking how pretty she is and how pretty she's always been.
"Why didn't you tell me you were back?" She pulled me in for hug in excitement. Before i could say a word she asks.
"How was france?"
"What?" I scrunch my eyebrows.
I did my best to look unconfused...
"Oh, France. It was great." I nod while glancing to her friends as they joke around with one another waiting for Kim.
"I'm really glad your back." She tells me. My heart beats faster as the sound of my mother stepping on the gas, making the engine roar to tell me to hurry up makes the others glance at me.
"Thanks." My voice says quietly. With Kim and I, we just grew apart. I guess I just had my own stuff going on, but when she told me that I knew he was being genuine.

My mother honks the horn loudly as she calls for me, making me blush and fume inside. All the others were officially staring. I haven't got a chance to really look at the guys, but from the corner of my eyes they seemed to be cute. " I should go.." I begin to turn away but she puts her hand on my arm. "Wait. You've got to come with me and the group later to the pub. I stated hanging around with the girl Rylie and she introduced me to them. Let me tell you all the boys are sexy as shit, am I right? and single. So please say you'll come, Jax" Kimberly says to me with a grin. Yup thats Kim, alright.
I glance to look at them and my eyes immediately land on the one wearing a red t-shirt. He lifts the helmet from his head, showing his messy helmet hair. His eyes meet with mine and he smiles shortly before looking away.. holy shit is he cute.
I instantly wanted to know his name, but I was not about to ask Kimberly about him, so I guess i'll have to find out for myself.

"Yeah i'll come, Sure." I manage to look away from him to smile at Kim.
"Great. Were going at 8. See you there." She hugs me goodbye and I quickly get back into the car before my mom honks the horn again.
"France, seriously?" I give her a bewildered look as I put my buckle on.
"Well i had to tell her something, you told me not to tell anyone." She shrugs her shoulders.
"But France? Why couldn't you say I went to nerd camp are something." I groan and we sped away towards home.
That was so humiliating, at least I have tonight to make up for it.

Notes

I hope this is a good first chapter. It may seem boring, but trust me when I say you won't see all the plot twists that are ahead. please. VOTE, SUBSCRIBE, RATE, AND COMMENT! :D