Recover

Chapter Two

Recover- Chapter Two



I wake up to the ear piercing sound coming from my nightstand. I felt too weak to even turn it off. My ears were bleeding by the time it shut off. My hands were shaking and my legs felt wobbly. I didn't eat at all yesterday and I was paying for it today. If it hadn't of been for that group of guys at the table to ruin my only meal I eat.



It's not like we don't have food at home, we have tons. That's the problem. With all the food it makes me want to pig out. I sometimes give in and end up spending the following night sleeping by the toilet to throwing all up.

I rose out of my bed, almost falling from my aching ankle. Great. Not only do I have to be the weird new kid, but I get to walk around with a limp all on the first day. Reality is a bitch.


I walk over to my closet, grab a pair of jeans, a white T-shirt, and a loose sweater to hide my figure. I untangled my hair and left it down. If I pin it back, or up, I feel like people are watching me and I can't hide.


I push on my converse and walk downstairs. Like I said, I don't wear makeup because people can tell if you have been crying.



My mom insisted on taking me to school since I didn't know where it was located. I went to the front office to get my schedule. "Hello how can I help you." A silver haired woman in her fifties asked.

"Hi.. Umm I'm new here and I was wondering if I could get my schedule. I'm transferring here from SouthWest High a couple hours away.."

I noticed a teenage boy sitting down in a chair to my right looking at me. I sucked in my stomach feeling self-conscience. "Oh yes! Name please." She sounded very happy for it being eight in the morning. "Lexii Fenton.." She typed what I'm guessing my name in the computer. Within a few minutes she stood up and went to the printing machine.


"Here you go hon." She handed me a white sheet of paper. "If you need any help just ask either a student or a teacher near by." She smiled. I nodded and walked out of the office. I had no clue where to go. I felt a second layer of paper.


It was a map of the school. Thank god, because if I didn't have it, I would be out of luck. I looked at my schedule and saw room 413 as my first class. I searched on the map for the three digit number. I found it at the opposite end of the school from where I was at.


I started my walk, mostly outside, to the room. The halls were crowded with teenage bodies making their way to their first class. I made my way to my first class safe and before the bell rang.


"Hi.. I'm Lexii, I'm the new student here.." A blonde haired woman looked up from the stack of papers on her desk. Around her eyes were a purple frame from her glasses. She had a few wrinkles at the corner of her eyes. When she smiled she had parentheses around her mouth, highlighting her smile, perfectly straight and white teeth.



"Oh good morning. I'm Mrs. Bridgesell I'm your English teacher. Please, take a seat wherever you'd like." I turned on my heel, slightly limping and found a perfect seat in the back. This isn't so bad, I get to be in the back and suffer in silence.



Through the whole class period I couldn't stop my hands from shaking. I didn't want to eat this morning, let alone did I need to. The bell rang and when I jumped up from my seat, my vision became blurred and I felt as if I could tip over. I grabbed hold of the chair and recovered and walked to find my last class.



I heard the bell ring and cussed under my breath. So much for not being noticed. I felt my legs give out and I was expecting to have a sharp pain in my head, but nothing. I must have blacked out before I even hit the ground. "Hey sweetheart! No, no keep your eyes open. Look at me. Baby open your eyes." I recognized that voice from last night. Did he really just call me baby?


I wanted to get up and walk away but I didn't have the power. "Please stop shaking... Baby look at me.. C'mon." I felt a hand on my cheek. A second time? Yep I have passed out. I have never been called baby except for right as Jessie laid me down on the bed and loosened his belt. I whimpered out to make the memory stop.


"N-no p-p-please don't make me... Please." I whimpered. "Aye.. It's okay..." I felt as if I was being lifted up and bounced. "You're going to be alright." The velvet voice assured.


I wish this wasn't happening. I wish I just would have eaten at least a piece of toast! I'm so fucking stupid!



"Why?" I mumbled opening my eyes. "Huh? I think I should be asking you why.. Have you eaten..?" I hate that word. Eat. Any form of it. Consume, eat, eaten, ate, pigged, stuffed. "Y-yeah..." I lied.

"No you haven't. I'm not stupid." I heard a women voice. Almost like the one this morning. I was laid down on a somewhat comfortable bed. "I don't know.. She said she hasn't eaten... She wouldn't tell me much... C-can I stay.. Make sure she's okay?" I heard sincerity deeply in his voice. I felt warm inside. It was a foreign feeling.



"You're not just trying to get out of class?" The woman asked. "Not this time. She's new here.. She needs someone right?" No, no, no, no. No! I don't need anybody. I don't want anybody.


"Scoot over." Alexander's voice was much clearer now, louder. I did as he requested afraid what he would do if I didn't. He sat down next to me looking down at me. "Didn't your mom teach you not to stare?" I weakly attempted to sound rude. "Can't she's dead." My eyes widened. Way to make him feel good. "Shit! I'm sorry.."

"I'm joking. And I don't want to take my eyes off of you because if I do, who knows what will happen." I rolled my eyes. I don't know if he was trying to be nice or just trying to hit on me. Manwhore..

"What did you call me?" Shit! Fuck! Way to fucking go! "N-nothing.." He laughed. "I'm not a manwhore.."


"Can you leave me alone? I told you to stay out of my life.. Can't you just do that?" Why was he still here? He doesn't know me..


"Lexii, apparently when I do, you pass out. It's just because you missed me isn't it?" I rolled my eyes.. I just wanted him gone.


He grabbed my hand which was still shaking. His hand was smooth and soft, and warm.. Oh god, so warm. "Stop shaking.." He whispered. "I will when you leave."


"Stop pushing me away. As much as you want me gone, I'm not going anywhere." I hated how stubborn he was. "At least let go of me." He nodded and brought my hand up to his mouth. Pressing his warm plump lips on my pale hand, sent shivers down my spine. I pulled back, automatically missing the warmth of him.


"Are you still cold? Here," he slid his arms out of his letterman type jacket. He flattened it out across my chest. He was so freaking warm. I wanted to fall asleep. I felt like a blanket had been swallowing me up. I fought to keep my eyes blinking.


"Go to sleep.. I will still be here when you wake up." He whispered. God he's such a manwhore. I bet he says that to a whole bunch of girls, along with the word baby, sweetheart.


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I felt cold metal sliding across my forehead and I bounced up. "Calm down... You're okay.." I felt what's his face's hand on top of mine.. What was he still doing here? Shouldn't he be in class by now. He was probably just using me as an excuse to skip.



I saw the nurse look down. "Your temperature has gone down." What did she mean by that? "You are okay... Shhh you can go back to sleep.." I shook my head. I used my hands to push my body upward, but getting lightheaded. I had to grab Alexander's biceps for support.


"Easy there.. Did you drive here?"


"No... My mom dropped me off. Why?" I brushed my hair back with my fingers. I took his jacket off my body and handed it to him. "They are going to send you home.. They tried calling your mom but she says she's-"

"Too busy? Yeah she always is. I can just.. Walk I guess."

"Hell no. For one, you have no clue how to get to your house from here. Two, you passed out in the hallway, what makes you think you can get to your house? I'm driving you."


I dread this. I barely know this guy and he's already acting like my mom. But better.. At least he's actually there.. "Why? You're not my boyfriend, you're not even my friend.. Go away! I can take care of myself."


"You know, you 'thinking' you can do stuff on your own is getting very old." He lifted me up in his arms. I would have tried to squirm around but I was too weak. "See, you hate being in my arms but you are too fucking sick to do so." I felt like he was trying to control me.. Over power me. I didn't like that.


"I'm sorry.. I shouldn't have yelled at you." We stopped at the same truck that had almost ran me over last night. "Can you stand for a second?" He let me down but kept a firm grip around my waist.


I got in the car by myself after yelling at Alexander that I could do it by myself. The car ride to my house was quiet.. Every so often Alexander would glance over at me and back at the road. He was actually very attractive when I wasn't yelling at him.. Manwhore.



"Stop fucking calling me that!" He said laughing. What the hell? I said it out loud again? " I didn't-... Sorry, but you are! Nobody else would have done what you did.."


"It's the least I could do for you, after almost killing you last night. I could be in a holding sell being charged for manslaughter." I didn't have anything to say to that... Yes it was true, I just didn't say anything.



He pulled up to the curb of my house. "You want to try walking?" He asked. "You make it sound like I have been paralyzed." I hopped out of the leather seat down to the street. Alexander came rushing over to me and wrapped his arm around my waist guiding me. Just from the few steps to the door I was worn out.



Caught off guard, Alexander picked me up and walked me over to the couch. "I will make you food, and you have to eat it." Psh he thinks I will eat? Good luck with that. I pull out my phone from my back pocket and unlock it. "Thanks." Alexander swoops by and snatches my phone out of my hands. I really wanted it back but I couldn't even sit up. My mom had gotten me another one practically the second I told her I broke mine. She was all stirred up about what happen yesterday.



I heard a phone go off but it wasn't mine. In the next moment my phone is dropped on my stomach. I rolled my eye, uncertain of what he did.



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I could smell food coming from the kitchen. God I wanted it so bad! I could practically taste the soup in my mouth. My phone vibrated on my stomach and I looked at the screen.


From: Manwhore ;)
Get off ur ass and eat ;)

I smirked at the name. At least he was accurate with it. The only thing that made me have enough power to get up was the food that was on the stove.


I looked at the table and there was already a bowl and spoon down. Oh the food looked amazing! I wanted so badly to dive my face in it. I couldn't eat because I didn't need to, and Alexander was around.. I feel super fat when I eat around guys.


Soon Alexander came and sat next to me at the table. "Nice place." I looked around and saw all the boxes around. "Oh.. Yeah sorry about the mess.. Obviously we just moved in..."


"Well? Are you going to eat? I swear it won't kill you.. My mom taught me how to make it and I've made it before and nobody died." A smile rose on my lips. Aww! He knew how to cook!


"Uh.. I'm not really-"


"Don't pull that bullshit with me. You passed out earlier today from the lack of food. I don't know when you last ate, but you need to eat now. Your little body needs it." I felt a but better when he said "little", it didn't make me feel so fat.


"Fine, I don't want to eat." I pushed the bowl away. " I swear to god if you don't eat it I will force you to." He gave me a cold, but serious stare. I gave into pressure and lifted the spoon. After a few spoonfuls I started getting hot. I raised my sleeves of my jacket. Shit! I quickly put them down hopefully before Alexander saw.


Nobody here knows I cut, and I would like to keep it that way. He raised his eyebrow. "Are you okay?"

"What? Oh yeah that..? Um it's.. It's uh just something that I do occasionally." I really sucked at lying. "You really need to eat don't you?" There's that word... Eat. I lost my appetite. "I'm full."

"No you're not.. Why won't you eat? Is it that bad?" I wanted to say 'no it's fucking heaven but there's a slight problem. I feel like a fat ass eating.' But I didn't. "No.. I just have a small stomach."

"Yes you do, now fill it up." He took another spoonful. "I really don't want anymore... Please don't make me eat it." I tried to sound as innocent as possible.


"I will tell you what, walk upstairs and then back down and if you look okay enough then you don't have to eat it." Oh that's way too much walking.


"No I don't want to-"

"Well then you have to eat." Why did he care so much if I ate? It's not him, so he shouldn't worry about it.


I don't know why, but I started to cry. I walked out of the room before the tears could spill over. Unfortunately, I was slow so that meant it was easy for Alexander to catch up. "Hey.. Pretty girl, why are you crying?" I smiled when he said pretty girl. Even though I wasn't one, it made my day.


"I don't know.. I don't have energy to do anything.. I can't eat, I can't roll up my sleeves, I can't do anything." I gasp. Fuck! He was going to asked me about my sleeves. "What? Well I can help you." He put his hand around my wrist and pushed the material up before I could stop him. "No!" He looked down.. It was too late.


With all the energy I had ever had, I used it to run up stairs to my room. I slammed the door and ran to my bed, falling down so bing uncontrollably.

There it goes. Any chance I had of even thinking about having a friend, was gone. He's going to think I'm weird, stupid, psycho, for doing it. Why? I was doing okay.. For once I could have actually had a friend. Someone who wanted to be my friend, and no one to call me a slut for hanging out with a guy.


I heard the knob of my door slowly turn open. I squeezed my eyes shut and gripped the covers hoping this would all go away.


Nobody.
Nobody knew I cut. Nobody wanted to be my friend. Nobody knew my hell. Nobody was there..
Nobody...

I heard light footsteps walk to my bed. I felt a hand on my back. I couldn't stop the noises that came out when I cried. If you didn't see my face you would think that I'm laughing, minus the major gasps I took. The hand began moving up and down my back.


Everything is ruined.