chapter 3

When Becca walked into the restaurant, she noticed how tight her black size sixteen jeans felt. The top she had chosen to was a dark grey but highlighted her generous love handles that become a muffin top from how snug her jeans had become. Becca had tried to find the most slimming outfit so her sister wouldn't ridicule her weight.

Her sister sat in the middle of a restaurant a small table. Kim her sister, was two years older than her sister looked similar to Becca with red hair and pale skin. The only difference was that Kim was thinner and had dedicated herself to visiting the gym and counting calories regularly. The only hint of extra fat on her body was her breasts and bottom because like her baby sister she had an hourglass figure.

Becca sat across from her sister and looked at her. Kim had barely noticed that Becca had sat down and instead looked at her phone. She was already regretting coming to meet her but knew if she hadn't she would never hear the end of it. "Have you ever been here before?" Her sister asked.

"No, I haven't," Becca answered.

"They got lots of stuff it seems"

Becca looked at the menu and saw numerous plates that looked hearty and delicious. The server came over and waited as Kim continued to fiddle with her phone. "Start you ladies on anything to drink?" the server asked.

"Can you make slim gin and tonic?" Kim asked.

Becca looked over to her at her sister not surprised that even when drinking she was carefully making sure she didn't take too many calories. Kim looked over to her sister and said. "she will have one too."

"Okay, and any appetizers?" the server asked.

Kim looked over to Becca and looked her over. "I think we skip that today."

The server walked away to fetch their drinks as Becca sipped on her glass of water. She could already feel that her sister was judging her despite trying to hide she had recently put on weight. Kim's eyes glanced down to Becca's midsection, and she frowned for a moment.

"So what are you thinking about getting Becky?" She asked tauntingly.

Becca hated it when she referred to her as Becky. No one else called her that except Kim, not even their parents. She tried to muster up an answer. "I think I might try.."

Kim interrupted her. "I think you should try the romaine salad and maybe skip the dressing because you are looking a little thicker in the middle."

Her sister's words were cutting and left Becca feeling hurt. She had hoped that she would notice her expanding waistline.

She did as her sister had suggested and ordered bland Romaine salad without dressing. She sipped her tasteless cocktail and listened to her sister prattle on about her life. Becca was lucky that her sister was so self-involved as she barely asked questions after her biting words.

She nodded along and tried her best not show that her sister had wounded her with her comments on her weight. The sister then turned her focus back on Becca.

"Any new guys in your life?" Kim asked.

"Well, I've been seeing this new guy for almost a month."

"That's good,"

"Yea, I like him," Becca replied he could tell her sister was prying. Kim furrowed her brow and finished her drink. She looked one more time at Becca's belly. Almost like she could see through Becca's top and see the bottom thick fat roll.

"Do you want to try to this new hot yoga class I am doing," Kim hinted.

"I don't really have the time," Becca mumbled.

"Well, if you want to keep this new guy," Kim responded. "maybe you will reconsider before you get too tubby."

If her sister knew what was really going on.