Little Mix as your moms (With Some Ships)

Eating Yourself to Death

Hi, I'm Millie Bethany Thirlwall, the 12 year old daughter of Jade Thirlwall. I have a little sisters named Peyton Nicolette Thirlwall who's 10 years old and Gracelyn Amara Thirlwall who's 4.

(Requested)

⚠️Contains anorexia and starvation⚠️

Millie's POV: I stare at the dinner served in front of me, lasagne. My mind is telling me that I shouldn't eat and continue to starve myself but my stomach is telling me otherwise. I can just sense mam's eyes on me, dinners are silent normally but mam breaks the silence by asking softly "Princess, are you okay? I thought lasagna was your favourite food" I push the plate away and get down from the table.

Jade's POV: I watch my daughter heading upstairs. I look at my other daughters and ask "Do either of you know what's up with your sister, girls?"
"She hasn't eaten anything for like 3 days now, mam." Peyton reveals to me. I gasp and leave the table. I head upstairs fearing the absolute worst. As I walk to her bedroom, I hear her talking to herself.
"You are dumb and pathetic, Millie! Nobody loves you!" Is what I hear from my eldest child. I open the door and reply softly "I love you". She turns around and stares at me teary-eyed. "I love you more than words can say and there is nothing that will change that".

"How could you love me when I look so shit!" She asks, before bursting into tears. My heart smashes and drops to my stomach, does she really think that shit?
"Sweetheart, you are absolute perfection to me. Who's been telling you such rubbish?" I ask her, concerned.
"The girls at my school keep calling me obese and telling me to go back to my country!" She cries, I pull her into a cuddle and bend down in front of her.
"Darling, listen to me. Don't listen to what those dumb girls say about you, you are perfect to me and the rest of the family. I've been through exactly what you've been through, the kids would discriminate me any chance they got." I tell her, heartily. "You don't have to change for somebody to like you! If they don't like you for whom you are, there's no point them speaking to you. Now, Peyton told me that you haven't eaten for 3 days s-" She cuts me off.
"I told her to keep it a fucking secret!" She panicks, getting away from my embrace.
"Calm down, darling. You'll make yourself ill" I console her, placing my hand on her shoulder. She pushes my hand off her and yells "Don't touch me!"

Millie's POV: I am so bloody upset with Peyton, that she'd out me like that! What a damn bitch!
"Millie, I'm gonna need you to calm down, princess." Mam tells me, softly but affirmative. "Listen to me"
"Just leave me alone, mam" I whisper dismissively.
"I ain't leaving til you tell me what's going on" She tells me, firmly. "Now, relax and tell me what is making you so upset" I realise there's no getting out this so I roll up my oversized hoodie and reveal my fragile and tiny frame. My ribs stick out and I look like a twig, so easily snappable.
"Princess, why are you doing this to yourself?" Mam asks me with a worried look on her face. "Do you know what you're doing to yourself?" I nod hesitantly.
"I just feel so disgusted about my weight that I began to starve myself, when I got to the weight I wanted, my mind told me to continue to destroy myself" I reveals, shocking her. "I'm so sorry, mama".
"Just promise me that you won't do this again, you are so gorgeous and to know that you are going through what I went through as a teenager is heart-wrenching." She tells me, comfortingly. "Now, will you go downstairs and try to eat something, even if you want something else to eat, we need to book you a appointment so we can get a true diagnosis too" I nod and go down, successfully eating a tiny amount of food.