Honey x Lolita!Reader

I cant do this by myself

(Y/n) Pov
I sat in my room all alone. I still haven't eaten a thing. A week ago I thought that if i got my weight up I could win him back. But as soon as the food touched my tongue a disgust would come over me. It was so difficult to even take a bight. Without the emotional support plus my depression made it even more difficult so I just stopped my effort. I was so weak. I can barely walk to the door without getting light headed. My life now is either sleeping or lounging. Sometimes I do modeling jobs but not as much as before. I don't want any one to see my disgusting body. My phone went off again. That's the fifth time today and it's not even 9 am yet. I look at the caller id. It's just my manager again wanting to know where I am. How annoying. I got up and went to the bathroom. I took a short bath and when getting out I felt light headed. I got dressed, which only made my dizziness increase. I collapsed on the ground hitting my head. I passed out. I woke up who knows when still on my floor. I stood up slowly regaining my balance. I slowly walked to my bed once more and picked up my phone. Finally, I called my manager back. "(Y/n)!" She screams. "Where have you been! I've been trying to call you all week. I can't bel-" I just started breaking out sobbing. She stopped and lowered her voice. "I'll be at your house in 10 minutes." With that she hung up. I still continued to sob long after our conversation was over. The crying took a lot of energy out of me and I passed out. When I woke up I was in bed under the covers. I sat up and I looked around confused. A pair of hands rested on my shoulders and pushed me back into the bed. It was my manager. She gave me a soft and sad smile then sat down on the bed. "Shhh. It's okay. It's just me." She patted my hair and continued to soothe me as I calmed down. "Ms. Manager, what are you doing here?" "I'm concerned about you. Everyone is. Where have you been?" "Here." I said simply. "Poor Bunnie~chan." "Ms. Manager?" "Yes." "Can you make an appointment for me?" "Of course! That's why I'm here!" She said excitedly. "I need to go to the doctors." Her excited tone dropped. "Why do you need a doctor?" I pulled my pillow over my face and mumbled into it. "Don't be stupid and ignorant. You know why." The mood dropped. I felt her weight shift and she pulled out her phone and dialed a number. "Yes. Hello .... I would like to create an appointment for my client ..... (Y/n) (L/n) ..... As soon as possible ...... 5 o'clock ..... Ok. Thank you." Was the last thing I heard before I fell asleep again. I felt someone shake me. "5 more minutes." I whispered rolling over. "(Y/n) we need to get going." I slowly blinked as my vision became clearer. Now I've got some clothes and I need-" "No." I said groggily. She just nodded and helped me into the car. We got to the doctors and once again my manager helped me out of the car and into the waiting room. She checked me as I tried to stay awake and energized. I looked around the room and saw two elderly women murmuring amongst them selves and starring at me. I probably looked disgusting. I had really bad under eye circles. My bony body. My pale almost lifeless skin tone. I was also only in my pajamas. "(Y/n) (L/n)." The nurse called. We got into the doctors office and I took a seat. The doctor came in and was very friendly but I could see and hear the pity in her voice. "Hello Ms. (Y/n). How are we feeling?" I looked down and mumbled. "Awful." She nodded and took a clip board off of her desk then sat down beside me. "Before the exam I need to ask you a few questions." I nodded. "Are you currently taking any medication?" "No." "Are you currently on your period?" "No." "When was the last time you were?" I looked away ashamed. "Two mouths ago." She raised an eyebrow. "Are you pregnant?" "No." "When was the last time you had sexual inter-coarse?" "I haven't." She nodded slowly filling out her peace of paper. After that everything was a bit of a blur. She took my measurements and vitals. Doctor stuff. She also brought in a Psychologist. At first I was confused why but then I relized that they were testing me to see if I was anorexic. Deep down I knew the truth but I didn't want them to say it. Both doctors left the room and came back about 10 minutes later. "Ms. (L/n). I'm sorry to inform you but we believe there is a high possibility that you have anorexia." I froze, my manger froze. Time seemed to stop. "Now we are not a hundred percent certain but-" she continued talking but it was fuzzy and unclear. I was chocked up. I couldn't speak. I thought of Mitsukuni's smiling face. Tears began falling down my cheeks. Mitsukuni I need you! I can't do this by myself.