Written: 25.08.14
Words: 217
Teen!Chesters, Trigger Warning: Eating Disorders (thought process)
Dean felt his stomach rumble and he rolled over, curling up onto his left side, shut up, you’re not getting any more. You went 300 calories over today.
His stomach growled again defiantly, and he let out a sigh, the sooner you fall asleep, the sooner you can wake up and eat.
He snaked one hand over his stomach, squeezing it lightly, tip he’d read a few months ago popping into his head. After a few moments, he let out a surprised breath as the noise stopped, huh.
Now that it was quiet, his mind began to wander… could he keep this up as long as he needed? How much shit would he be in if John found out? What would he say if Sammy called him on one of his lies?
And, oh God, what would he do once holiday season started?
Dean shook his head and rolled over onto his back, I don’t have to figure that all out right now. He absently listened to the crickets out the window, just try to get through the rest of this week. You’ll have time to make a long-term plan when Sammy’s gone on Saturday.
He let out another sigh and felt his body finally start to relax into his mattress, just 60 more pounds to go.
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