Diary of an Adorable Fat Girl by Bernice Bloom

Author:Bernice Bloom
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: funny, weight loss, romantic, comedy, chick lit, page turner, laugh out loud, slimming, Bridget Jones
Publisher: Gold Medals Media Ltd
Published: 2020-07-09T16:00:00+00:00

chapter seven

One week later, session five of Fat Club

“HELLO, ANYONE THERE?” I was standing round by the bins, shouting up at the window. “Hello.”

Silence. Not a whisper.

How odd. Luckily, I was in plenty of time for Fat Club. It didn’t start for another half hour, so there was no panic, but it would be useful to get some sort of response. I wandered onto the street and looked up and down it, then sat on the wall and checked through my messages.

“Hi, it’s me,” I typed in. “I’m outside your flat – am shouting up at your window like some sort of loony but you can’t hear me. Please come down soon before someone calls the police and they arrest me.” I put a smiley face after the message, to indicate that I was only joking about the police coming, but I was very serious about wanting her to come out soon.

This is the problem when someone you know has tried to harm herself...you’re forever worried that she might do it again. Every time Janice hadn’t replied to a text or not taken my call, I’d been thrown into a blind panic about where she was and what she was doing. Like now. Janice’s house was in darkness in front of me, bar one lit window. I’d spent 15 minutes shouting up at that solitary light and there had been no response.

I rang the doorbell again, while simultaneously calling her. She knew I was coming to meet her so we could travel to Fat Club together. We’d spoken only this morning. Shit, what should I do if she didn’t answer? Who should I call?

“Janice, it’s me again. Look – no problem if you don’t want to come tonight – no pressure at all. I just need to know you’re OK. PLEASE send me a text to tell me that everything is alright x.”

Nothing.

It was 10 minutes till Fat Club was due to start and 20 minutes after the time I had arranged to be at Janice’s house. This was now odd. Bollocks. I couldn’t sit there all evening and miss Fat Club – what would be the point of that? But I had to check that Janice was OK. I couldn’t go anywhere until I’d heard from her.

Every part of me wanted to ring Ted. I knew he’d be able to help; he’d know what to do. But I also knew that the last thing he wanted was to get a call from me.

I banged on the door again, shouting up at the window, “Hi, Janice, it’s me – Mary – I’ve come to walk to Fat Club with you. Are you there?”

Nothing.

Perhaps if I texted Ted? That wouldn’t be so awful, would it?

“Hi, I’m outside Janice’s house. I arranged to meet her here 20 minutes ago but there’s no sign of her. Not sure what to do...” I wrote.

He called straight away.

“Ted, I’m really worried,” I said. “There’s no sign of her, I’ve shouted and texted but no one’s come to the door.

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