What do we do with a love like this?

I walked into the house to find Morgan and Ashley sitting on the couch. Morgan was giving me strange looks. "How was your trip?" She asked. I looked back at Andy and smiled. "Perfect." He beamed, he looked so proud of himself. I tried not to laugh. Silly boy. "There lunch on the stove." Andy quickly dashed into the kitchen. I sat on the love seat. "Aren't you hungry?" Morgan asked. "Not really." Just five more pounds.
"Whens the last time you ate?" Morgan asked. "Yesterday." Andy came out with a plate piled with fries and chicken strips with a side of mac and cheese. I grabbed a fire off Andy's plate and ate it Just to get Morgan off my back. I hated myself with each bite.
Morgan pursed her lips. She knew something was up. I sighed and leaned against Andy. It'll just be five more pounds this time. I'll stop after these five...isnt that what i said about 15 pounds ago. I shook my head. I'd be fine.
I got myself to stop cutting. I'll be fine. I hate lying to myself.

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