Chapter 15

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So so sorry I haven't updated!

Derek's POV

I'm in the car with Mer, she only looks out the window.

"Are you hungry?"

Shakes her head.

"Do you want any water?"

Shakes her head again.

"Mer. You have to eat. Do you want to go home and eat?"

She nods yes.

I sigh because I don't know how to help her. Jackson does. But I don't know if he can help her this time.

I pull into the driveway and she gets out. I unlocked the door and she kept her head down as she walked in.

"Do you want to help me make it Mer?"

She just raised her shoulders, saying she doesn't know.

"Do you want a sandwich?"

"Half." I could barely understand what she said.

"Half of one?"

Nods.

"Ok."

I walk into the kitchen and grab the turkey and cheese.

I put the sandwich together and I cut it in half. I sit it by Mer. She looks at it and her breathing increases. She tries to play it cool but her hands are shaking and her face is pale.

"Mer. What's wrong?"

"T-take the- cheese off- please."

"The calories?"

Nods.

I grab the sandwich and take the cheese off for her.

"Thanks."

It's not the best, but she's eating. Even if she throws it up later.

I try not to stare at her so she doesn't feel like a child.

It's been about 15 minutes and she is only half way through her half sandwich.

Once she is done, I throw the paper plate away and go sit next to her. I go to wrap my arm around her, but she backs up.

"Sorry." She mumble.

"It's ok. I love you."

"Love ya."

I put on a show for her to watch and I start cleaning around the house. I don't know how to help her. Maybe I should call Jackson.

I start to hear sniffles coming from the living room.

"Mer? Mer, what's wrong?"

"I.....can't.......breathe.."

"Ok. Deep breaths. In........out." I match my breathing with hers so she can have a steady lead.

"Good. Now come here."

She crawls into my lap and I hold her tightly. I can feel her ribs poking out.

"I love you Der."

"I love you. Do yo want to talk about it?"

"You left the knife on the counter."

"Oh. You didnt..."

"No. But I could have. I wanted to."

"It's ok. I'm proud of you."

She snuggles into my chest and I can feel her body relax and her breathing slow down.

She is asleep. I take her up to our room and lay her down.

I called Jackson wondering what I should do.

J- Hello?
D- Hi Jackson. Mer only ate half a sandwich with only turkey and whole wheat bread.
J- Give her time to warm up to eating again. Oh. By the way, when you guys moved into the dream house, you guys left a couple of boxes at my house. Do you guys want them?

D- Yea. But Mer is asleep and I don't wanna....
J- leave her alone.
D- yea. Can you bring them over?
J- will do.
D- thanks. Bye.
J-Bye Derek.

***
About an hour later, Jackson comes over and hands me the three boxes we left in his storage unit.

"Thanks, man."
"No problem."

I walk inside and open the boxes so I can get this over with.

"What the hell?"

It was a box full of files and pictures. Like evidence or something. Then there was a journal.

In the pictures, there were bruises and other things. I didn't want to read or do anything. It wasn't my box. Maybe Mer's. But why would she have that? I set it aside and go about my day....



To be continued....
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