I was on my way home, very excited to see vinnie. I listened to my stomach growl every 5 seconds as I had been starving. As a model, i have to keep a 'perfect' image because nobody wants to see a 'big girl' walking down the runway. Which is sick and how they've turned it into that.
The people gave me a diet so I could still eat good, but not gain weight. However, i couldn't do that, so I just stopped eating. And my eating disorder came back. I used to have it when I was 13 and nobody knew. Not even vinnie. Till this day he still doesn't know. But with all my thinking, I pulled up to our house. He immediately came outside and hugged me.
"hey baby, how was work?" He kissed my cheek. I shrugged my shoulders. "good i guess."
"what happened?" He questioned placing his hand on my lower back guiding me inside. "Im just tired of doing it.. I'm tired of being put on a diet you know? I just wanna be myself. Modeling isn't what I want to do anymore."
"why don't you quit then?" He asked softly. "it's the only good way for me to make money right now.. and yeah i know what you're gonna say 'i have plenty of money for us' but no. That's for you, you worked hard for that and i can't just quit my job and use the money you have. I'll just keep doing what I'm doing I guess." I breathed out. He pulled me into a hug.
"do you want me to make you something?" He asked, pulling apart from me. But i shook my head. "I had food over there.. but thank you. I Can make you something?" He shook his head. "Im alright, baby, but thank you." He kissed my forehead. I tried my best to keep my stomach from growling.
Just the thought of food made me wanna throw up. By now it had been two days since i last ate. I'm pale and looked like i haven't slept in days. I started to lose more weight. But tonight was different. We were going to his best friends birthday party. I was putting on my dark blue short tight dress with black heels. Vinnie came in.
"baby.. I'm worried about you.." he sat next to me on the bed. "what? why..?"
"you look sick.. and you haven't been eating." He confessed. I refuse to tell him about my eating disorder that sadly came back. "vinnie, im fine.. i promise." he didn't want to argue so he let it go, and we left.
I could feel his gaze on me the entire car ride over. at this point, he probably knew but didn't want to say anything about it, because he didn't want to argue with me. Eventually, we arrived and headed inside where we were immediately greeted by his friends. We sat at the bar and his friend began drinking but me and vinnie didn't want to drink.
But not too long after, vinnie and his friends wandered off somewhere.
*vinnies pov*
It was hard trying to have a conversation with my friends because i wanted to know what was wrong with y/n. she's keeping something from me, and i don't like that. And the fact she's not eating either, I'm really worried about her and I wish she would open up.
Eventually, i turned around and noticed she wasn't there anymore. "where'd she go?" I looked around. My friends went upstairs and checked the bedrooms, while I stayed downstairs looking around. where could she have gone so fast? I turned the corner and saw a bathroom. Maybe she's in there..? I knocked on the door. "y/n.. are you in there?"
"yeah.." she was crying. I immediately opened the door and closed it behind me as she was leaning over the toilet crying. "baby.. what's wrong?" she threw up, and it wasn't normal. It was blood. She flushed and put her face in her hands. "Im so sorry.." she sobbed. I pulled her shaky body into me. "what for?" I kissed the top of her head.
"I've been lying to you." She mumbled into my chest. "what are you talking about?" She sat up straight and I moved her hair out of her face. "when i was 15.. i got an eating disorder and it lasted a few months and i was so skinny it was horrible.. with my parents help they got me back to normal but.. after modeling everything came back.. and i haven't eaten much since, and just the smell of food makes me wanna throw up."
I picked her up, and wiped her mouth with some water. her whole body was weak and shaky, so I slipped my arms under her legs and her arms went around my neck. My friends came up to me. "is she okay?"
I nodded. "Im gonna take her home.." and i walked out and helped her in the car.
*y/ns pov*
The car ride was silent. I was embarrassed of my eating disorder, and now that he knew, i was scared he was going to leave me now. Shocking me, he slipped his hand into mine, his thumb rubbing small circles on top of my hand, calming me down. It felt like eternity but eventually we made it home.
"Im gonna change.." i said lowly, and he stayed in the kitchen. was he mad at me? I put on a large shirt and headed down where he was still in the kitchen. He was putting something in a bowl that smelt really good. "sit.." he pointed to the stool at the island. He sat next to me with a bowl of soup.
"you're gonna try and eat." He softly stated. I shook my head. "y/n.. i care too much about you to let you starve. you're gonna eat. i love you, but you don't look normal, you look sick.. and i hate that i never noticed this before. Please just try.."
I sighed deeply, and took a spoonful of the soup. At first, it was a struggle. I refused and refused. I got so frustrated i began to cry. I begged for him to just let me stop eating, but he didn't budge.
"we're not leaving until you eat. y/n.. i understand it's hard, but I'm not going to let you live like this." He was tearing up too. We've been sitting here for 20 minutes. With enough reassurance, i finally ate. It got easier, and I finished it. I stood up to put the bowl in the sink, and he came and turned me around giving me a tight hug. "im so proud of you.." he kissed my head.
