Troubled (Dallon Weekes' sister)

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Drew-

In my eyes, Elle was perfect, even though she had her own issues, for me she was the perfect girl in the world, hell, in the universe. I loved everything about her.

We had small dinner, and Diane was fangirling to make us forget she had to eat, Clarice had a different idea though.

"Diane, please eat your dinner" She said firmly but still with a mortherly tone, that was what i loved the most about Clarice, she was always kind of our mom, she had no evil inside her.

"Yeah, i am just so happy for you two, really!"Diane said ignoring Clarice, this wasn't good, Diane still has pretty much trouble in eating, whenenever she does, she cries and screams and becomes another person, not the bubbly friend we know.

"Please, Diane, eat your dinner, it wasn't a choice" Clarice said a little bit ore irritated by now.

"No, i don't want it, it sucks, you suck, everyone here does, stop trying to make me eat, i won't, so stop the fucking act!" Diane screamed and got up, after that she went to running upstairs and Elle went after her.

Elle-

After Diane ran from the dinning room i went after her, followed to her room but she locked the door, i knocked and begged her to open up, after all she was my friend, probably one out of the four i had.

"Diane, please open up" I said trying to sound a little bit desperate "I won't judge you, i know how you feel" after that, a couple seconds passed until she finally opened up.

She just made a sign in order for me to come in, i sat on the floor like we always did, we weren't used to sit on other places like bed or chairs.

"What do you want, Elle?" Diane said and kept crying, not as loud as she did a couple minutes ago.

"To be here with you, as a friend, because i know how hard it is" I said, and honestly i meant it, it was really frustrating when people didn't got what i felt.

"Elle, but you're so pretty, but so weird, i mean, if i was as skinny and pretty as you are, i wouldn't cut or starve myself, or puke every meal i actually eat, it is really stupid that you do that" Diane said looking down, hell, this girl was so wrong, 'yes she is' i know i am really ugly, 'Drew just want to fuck you and leave you' no, may be he is in love.

"Diane, you are really beautiful, really, so don't starve yourself or puke, never okay? there are other ways that can help you up" I said and smiled, she looked up at me and smiled slightly.

"Like what? what do you do to realease everything" Diane asked and i lowered my head, she knew what i did, i just wasn't sure if she remembered or she was oblivious.

"You know it, i cut, but that doesn't make it okay" I said and nodded a little bit, it was really weird to say this, and it's been so long since i hadn't done it, but i always had that craving in my head, nobody knew, but i wanted to cut again, to feel that blade against my skin, it's weird.

"Show me" Diane said wiping her tears, all her makeup was smudged by now, "Show me how you do it, i want to learn" she had an evil smile in her face, i couldn't teach her how to do it, i was good now, i couldn't ruin her too, i was rotten, but she had to be good, i shook my head not even saying a word, "Show me, i want to know how to realease pain, if you don't teach me, i will just have to keep starving and puking, and eventually i will die"Diane said in a harsh tone, almost blaming me for it.

"If you cut to deep, you will die anyway" I said and she nodded 'teach her' no, i can't, she is really nice 'do it, show her, feel the blade again, make her dependant of it' no, that wouldn't be good 'no one will suspect'