Big Time Minnesota: part 2

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TW: mentions of eating disorder, miscarriage, and some light swearing (little a/n: I don't know anything medical, all my medical knowledge comes from Google and from watching Grey's Anatomy so if I'm wrong, I'm sorry)

They have been back home for four days now; the Mitchell siblings spent all four days sitting in the hospital with their mother, from when visiting hours started, up until they were forced to leave. 

Currently, Lilly sat alone with her father while Logan and their mother went down to the cafeteria. She sat in a chair close to her father, quietly talking to him. She had brought her knees up to her chest, resting her head on her folded arms. "...And we're working on our third album right now, and we have an upcoming summer tour." Lilly said.

The small smile that she had while she updated her father on her life had now turned into a small frown. "Come on, dad. If I got better, I know you will too. Just please open your eyes or move a finger- anything." Lilly spoke quietly, sitting up correctly. "Please, daddy." She pleaded, tears starting to sting her eyes as she held onto her father's hand, hoping for a small squeeze.

"Barbie?"

Lilly looked over at the door, seeing her best friend standing there. "He won't answer- he always answers when I talk to him." She cried, feeling Camille's arms go around her.

"I know, Lill." Camille answered in a soft tone. "Come on, you shouldn't be here." She continued, helping the younger girl up.

"I can't leave him alone." Lilly argued weakly, letting herself get dragged out of the room..

"He won't be. Your mom and Logan are on their way up. And you need to eat. I don't need you getting sick or something and losing the baby." Camille argued back, receiving a groan from her blonde friend. 

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"Have you been eating?" Camille asked, as the two stepped off the elevator.

Lilly let out a small groan. "I ate an apple." She grumbled as they walked towards the cafeteria.

"When?" Camille asked, giving the blonde a look.

Lilly stayed silent for a moment, trying to remember when she had eaten. With the world just deciding she shouldn't be happy, the thought of food or water really slipped her mind. "I wanna say yesterday morning." Lilly answered. Then she noticed the incredulous look Camille gave her. "Don't tell Kendall!"

Camille let out a small huff of air before smacking the back of Lilly's head. "I should tell him. Barbie, you're-" She started saying.

"Pregnant. I know." Lilly finished for her. "I'm not doing this on purpose, my mind's just somewhere else right now." She shrugged.

"He'll get better." Camille said, a horrible feeling settling in her.

"I hope you're right." Lilly muttered.

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Camille narrowed her eyes, having been watching Lilly push around the food on her tray for the past ten minutes. "If you don't eat, I will happily shove it down your throat." She threatened.

"Wow. Now that's an amazingly nice way to talk to your pregnant best friend." Lilly spoke, still pushing around the food.

"Eat." Camille said with crossed arms.

"Not really feeling like it." Lilly responded.

"Lilliana." The brunette spoke in a warning tone.

"What're you full naming me for?" Lilly shot back.

"Eat. Or-"

"Or what?" Lilly challenged with a small smirk on her face.

Camille was silenced for a second, then noticed three boys she had grown fond of. "Or he'll make you eat." She smirked.

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