Basorexia: A Jacob Sartorius Fanfic #Wattys2017

Sick And Tired

Sorry you all had to wait like, 8 years, for this chapter. I just have had awful writers block💀 But, I do hope you all enjoy this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it! I'll make the next chapter soon!

Btw, if I made any errors, let me know in he comment section. It's really late and I don't really have time to proofread it😂

Alana's POV

Seven Days Later

"Honey, I understand how devastated and worried you must be for Jacob, but you can't starve yourself until he comes out of the hospital!"
"I know, Mom. I'm just not hungry." I slid the plate across the table away from me.
"It's abnormal for a 13 year old girl, or anyone really, to not eat for a week straight, and just not be hungry."
I didn't respond to her. She rolled her eyes and put the food away in the fridge. She made me some chocolate milk, which I might add is usually the solution to everything, and she forced it into my hand.
"If you're not gonna eat, then you better drink something with some nutrients, calories, and fat in it." She sat down and fired a stern-but-I'm-doing-this-for-your-own-good leer.
She quickly stepped out into the kitchen, still watching me to make sure I don't hide it or anything, and grabbed my medicine.
"You need to take your pill anyway." She put it next to my cup. Out of annoyance, I snatched my pill and placed it in my mouth and I chugged the whole glass of chocolate milk in under 10 seconds. I slammed my cup onto the table, making a loud thud. I wiped my
mouth and shot daggers into her eyes. She sighed and grabbed my cup and placed it into the sink.
"Jacob's mom will call me when she feels comfortable telling us what's going on with him, okay?" She assured, rubbing my back.
"I'm sorry I've been so grumpy, Mom."
She didn't say a word and pulled me into a hug.
"It's okay honey, when do you think you'll be ready to return to school?"
"Not anytime soon." I replied.
"That's fine, you just go back when your ready. I grabbed all of the work you missed so far, plus some more work that your classes will do some days ahead so you're not overwhelmed when you get back."
I nodded and thanked her. I slouched my way to my room to get some school work done.

Two hours later, I gave myself a mini-break and went on Twitter. My timeline was filled to the brim with tweets relating to Jacob, and one of the trending hashtags were, "#Pray4Jacob."
Worried, I continued to do some research on what the heck happened to him, and luckily I found a reliable source! I went to BabyAriel's profile (for those of you who don't know, Baby Ariel is a famous lip syncer on musical.ly)
and read one her tweets that read,
"One of my friends, Jacob Sartorius, slipped into a deep coma due to an awful incident. He'll be in my prayers 😭 #Pray4Jacob @jacobsartorius"
(idk if that's an actual user, but that's Jacob's real Twitter username so I just used it😂)
In shock, I dropped my phone, and shuffled my weak legs to the upstairs bathroom and puked up my chocolate milk into the toilet. I pulled my self off of the floor and stared at my greenish-purplish face with chocolate grossness around my mouth in the mirror, and suddenly, my body just gave out. My knees dropped to the floor first and the rest of my body slammed against the silver tile. A gentle, quiet cry escaped my lips, but it wasn't loud enough for my mom to hear. I think at this point, I officially hit rock bottom.