Chapter Eight

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I wake up to my phone vibrating. I soon stress over and grab my phone.

"Hey Skittles, wanna go out to dinner tonight? xoxo."

I feel my stomach turn, "Sure."

"Pick you up around six."

I suddenly feel like puking. I can't eat- I just can't. I walk into my bathroom and quickly shut the door. I quickly unzip the beautiful dress and I throw it onto the counter. I soon look into the mirror. My ribs are poking out a bit, I'm turning pale. I soon hear the door open and see a shocked Alexa.

'You promised me you would eat!' She says.

"I-"

"Your boyfriend is here'" She snaps and walks out.

I quickly find a white short dress and a pair of white flats to wear. I start brushing my hair and.. A big chunk of my brown hair is in my hand. I feel my heart race and I throw it away. I start heavily breathing and I tell myself it's fine over and over. I put my hair into a side braid I soon race downstairs to find Liam in a suit.

"Your sister is pissed for some reason," he laughs.

I feel my heart drop and I try smiling it off, "Who even knows?"

"You look lovely." He says.

"So do you." I say.

"Ready to go?"

"Sure," I say praying that Sarah won't notice I'm gone. We soon go out to his car and then to the restaurant.

I take a seat across from Liam and I put my hands together as the waitress comes. The young redhead smiles and hands us menus.

"What can I get you this evening to drink?" She says, pushing her glasses closer to her face.

"I'll have a pepsi." Liam says.

"Sweet tea please." My voice cracks before cough. Liam smiles at me and I don't return it.

She scribbles stuff down and places bread in front of us. Liam soon grabs a piece and tears a chunk off. I start feeling sick to my stomach and smile before looking at the menu. I soon hear flashes from cameras and i get the erge need to flick them off, but I don't.

"Luna, remember the time when we -"

"Oh god don't say it." I blush and laugh. "

"Time when we were ten and got married?"

I start laughing, "Yeah I remember when Justin told you straight up he would kill you if you broke my heart." I put my hand in my head.

"Oh gosh..." Liam looks down and grins.

"Justin." I laugh.

"What happened to him?"

"He, uh, went to prison."

"Why?" Liam asks.

"He touched... some kid." I say.

He says quiet, "Oh." and looks at this menu.

The young lady comes back.

"Can I get the spiced chicken?" Liam says.

"And for you?" She slaps her gum and looks boredly at me.

"I'm not sure, everything looks good ." I laugh.

"And a stuffed cabbage" Liam orders for me. I smile and nod.

"Coming right up." She quickly leaves us with our drinks. Liam takes a straw and puts it in his drink. I soon lift my hand up and put the straw in it. I soon start drinking it, deciding that it took all my calories away just from three sips.

"Hey Skittles?" He says. I look up at Liam who's kind of shaking.

"What's up?" I say, I bring my hands under the table.

"Why do you ever call me by name anymore?" He says, looking up at me.

"Why do you still call me mine?" I say.

"Because memories." He lightly says.

"Exactly," I said.

I feel the conversation turn depressing and I soon see the waitress with our food. My insides turn and I feel stomach hurt just smelling the food. She brings us the food. I look at the huge meat covered in a leaf, tomatoe sauce covering the greasy meal. The smell makes me want to gag. I look over at Liam's chicken, crispy and evenly spiced on top. I pick up the fork and my knife. I stare at the meat and take my fork into it. I soon cut off a piece. Liam starts telling me a story and I look up at him. I laugh at him, he starts eating his food. I pick the meat up with my fork, and I slowly put it in my mouth. I look over at Liam who's staring at me. I soon feel nervous.

"What?" I say.

"Nothing.. " he says smiling.

"Seriously what?!" I say, a little bit louder.

"Ash, calm down." He says as people turn their attention to us.

"fine. Whatever." I say. I stare at the food.

"Aren't you going to eat?" He asks me.

"I'm actually not really hungry." I snap

.

"So it's true.."

"What is?"

"You have an eating disorder." He quietly says.

I soon look over at a women in her mid twenties girl recording the whole thing as it's on flash...


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