(Esmee) I remember when i broke (Mi's side)

I remember when I broke.

“You hurt your self so they couldn’t? You made your self thin because they wanted you to be exactly like her.”

“Kind of. The eating was different though. The eating was for me. No one made me start restricting Emmet. I did that, no one ever told me I was fat.”

“I should know your answers Esmee. It makes me bad at my job to ask you but I would never of learned half of the things I do now that help so many people if they had not come from you. So at the risk of sounding an uncaring twit, why then; Why did you stop eating? Most people stop because they think they are fat.”

“I was never fat. I told the unit that story; I told every one that story.” I sighed letting my mind wonder back to the time I was sat in the offices of all the professionals each one wanting to attack my issues in a different
way. Each one saying they could help, when all each one did was inspire me to get thinner.

“I got thin simply because I could. I was good at it, it was that simple. I did it better then every one, even Julie. When I was a teenage and I was getting into a size 8 when she could barley get into a ten, it made her angry. It was something she couldn’t do better then me and It was something she wanted. When it come to the hunger games, I won.

“That’s the only reason why?”

“No.” I sighed resting my head against Emmet’s arm smiling though my tears still fell soaking into his light blue top. “There is so much about me that you still don’t know. There are still times when I feel like I am still so broken.”

“Your not broken darling, Emmet said bending his head down and kissing me on top of the head “You have been hurt but your not broken.”

“I think I am because I remember when I broke. I can remember how it felt and it felt like braking it felt worse then braking any bone. It felt like someone picked me up and tore me into little bits. I broke properly for the first time when my parents sat me down and told me I was adopted.