𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐇

fourteen

tw eating disorder

Faith's POV

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"We thought she was going to look like a model, like they do but I guess not."

"Maybe a bigger one."

"Maybe a bigger one."

"Maybe a bigger one."

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The sentences are replayed by my brain every second.

I'm currently sitting in my last class of the day. I thought I could finally be alone with my thoughts and zone out but I forgot that Luca has this class too and that he sits next to me. Amazing.

"What happened?" He asked confused, looking at me.

"Nothing happened. Why?" The lie spills out of my mouth.

"I know something is wrong, I'm your twin, you know?"

"I think we have the twin telepathy thing, I can almost always feel when you're upset."

I give him an unamused look and smile, making him smile even bigger. I guess that's what he wanted.

"So who are your new friends I saw you having lunch with? How do they seem?"

"You probably know them, so there is no point in telling you." I reply, sassiness lacing my tone out of a sudden.

"I'm sorry I did-" he cuts me off "It's okay, tell me if you want I'm listening." He gives me a small smile and I nod.

"So it's like a friend group of three girls and two boys. Charlotte Roux a girl I met when I was in the hospital, Sofia Marino, Valentina Russo my childhood best friend, Antonio Marino, and Leonardo Evans."

"Boys?" He smirks.

"What? Don't tell me you don't believe in boy and girl friendships." I scoff, arching my brow.

He snickers "I believe in it but I know some of our brothers don't like it." He rolls his eyes.

"Old fashioned." I whisper jokingly but Luca hears me and starts laughing a little too loud.

"Anything to add, Luca?" The teacher asks, a stern glare directed towards Luca.

"Nope, nothing miss." He coughs trying to hide his laugh but I see his lips tilting up.

A few minutes later the bell finally rings which means I can go home and lay dwelling over life in my comfortable bed.

THEIR FAITH

I'm circling my room, trying to distract myself from my thoughts. It's like my brain is screaming at me to just do it. Sit in front of the toilet and empty all of the extra food I ate today.

I hear a knock on the door and Ale opens the door giving me his well-known straight smile.

"Dinner's ready." He was about to go when I replied "I'm not hungry." I sit down on the bed and put my hands in my lap, fiddling with them.

He sits down next to me and holds my fiddling hands stopping me.

"Do you want to talk about it? It always makes me feel a little bit easier when I tell someone." Ale says softly.

"Talk about what?" I act stupid, I can't tell him about it. Can I?

"I know something's bothering you, you've been in your room all day and I see it on your face, I'm your brother." He gives me a small smile and I hug him.