Bulimia(Luke Hemmings)

Nine

*Lukes POV*

I hurried to the bathroom after completely stuffing my face with Nora. I shut and locked the bathroom door, turning on the water so she wouldn't hear me. I had to vomit up that food before it became more bubbling fat under my skin. I was disgusted with how much I ate, but this one trick would fix everything.

*Noras POV*

I sat, waiting patiently for Luke to return. I began to get concerned when he was in there for quite a while. I went and knocked on the bathroom door lightly.

"Luke? Are you okay?" I called. I got choking and coughing noises as a response. I opened the door a bit "Luke what's going on?" I peaked in to see Luke hunched over the toilet puking violently. "Oh jeeze!" I exclaimed, entering the bathroom. I rubbed his back gently and ran a hand through his hair. When he finished, he sat back, panting.

"Sorry you had to see that" he croaked. I shook my head violently.

"Why do you always say that? Its okay, Luke. You're just a little sicky is all." I said sweetly. Luke smiled weakly up at me.

"Thanks, Nora. You know, you're the sweetest person I've ever met" I pressed a kiss to his forehead and helped him off the floor.

"How about I get you some light soup? You probably just had too many sweets, but soup will help settle your tummy" I assured. Luke nodded and I lead him to the kitchen. We talked calmly while I prepared the soup. Luke ate slowly, as if he was afraid he would get sick again. I pitied him really. He probably had a weak immune system from being so thin. I hoped he'd start to bulk up soon. Him being so skinny actually rather worried me. I'd had friends with eating disorders before. Hell, I'd had an eating disorder before and when I really thought about it, it seemed like Luke had one as well. Bulimia.
An: how is this book almost over???