Tell me you love me.

FORTY-EIGHT

Allison's pov:

I'm pretty sure they don't believe the whole 'ran away' thing, but I'm too scared to tell them what really happened. He will kill me. I stayed in bed as long as possible, trying not to face Demi or Lauren.

"Ally, downstairs now." I heard Lauren yelling from downstairs. I'm pretty sure it's for breakfast. With Demi I could consider arguing, but Lauren won't even give me a chance to skip a meal. I think they both know I have food issues, but they never really said anything about it. They just want me to eat. I took a quick shower and got downstairs where I met Lauren and Demi in the dining room. "Good morning." They both said. "Morning." I mumbled. "Take a seat." Lauren said and handed me a plate with pancakes and fruits.

Yeah, in no thousand years I'm eating this. "Allison." Lauren says giving me a death stare, but I just stared back at her. "Please just eat a little. I know you can do it." Lauren said to me. I looked at Demi and she looked worried. "We'll sit here until you've eaten. Take your time." Lauren says giving me a sympathetic smile. She goes back to eating, but I still feel Demi looking at me. I haven't talked to her for almost a week and I don't know why, but I feel very ashamed.

After another ten minutes, I still haven't touched my plate. "Have on bite, please. Just one." Demi said, but it sounded like she was about to cry. "I can't." I whispered. "If you don't eat, you won't be able to dance." Lauren said harsh, but honest. "Lauren, go easy on her. Listen, honey. How about just taking a small bite?" Demi said rubbing my hand. "I can't."
I said pulling my hand back and got up. Tears streamed down my face and before I could go upstairs, Demi grabbed me by my hand and pulled me in a hug. That's when I broke down and sobbed in front of her and Lauren. She took me to couch and put me against her.
"We have to see a doctor." She said and rubbed my back. "No!" I cried even more.

When I had calmed down a little, I looked up and saw both of their worried eyes on me and even tears on their faces. "Look, Ally. I hate to say this, but Lauren is right. I can't let you dance, until you eat. You won't have the energy and it's really not healthy." "No. I have to." I mumbled again. "Then you need to start eating, honey." Lauren said.

We all stayed a couple more minutes in silent until Lauren got up. "I'm gonna get some groceries. Do ya'll need something specific?" Me and Demi both shook our heads. After Lauren left, I headed to my room, but before I could even get up, Demi pulled me back by my arm. It was right on the place I had cut, so I winced. "Omg, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. Are you okay?" "Yeah, fine." I said not making eye contact. "Can I see it?" "Huh?" "You're arm." "I'd rather not." She sighs. "We need to talk about what happened. No secrets, just the truth, please." "I already told you that." I rolled my eyes. "We both know that's not the truth. You're safe here, no one can hurt you."

"That's what you said last time and look at where I ended up." I mumbled.