Eat Me

Chapter 22: Fix Me

Fix Me

"Katherine, Katherine? Are you all right?"

Katherine snapped back into place and stared at the balding man in front of her, Dr. Rollins, her therapist. As if it wasn't bad enough that everyone was watching her every move, her parents had actually force her to go to a therapist, which wasn't pleasant.

Katherine didn't like Dr. Rollins, he reminded her of all old teddy bear that she used to have as a kid, another stupid memory that keep insisting that she talk about her feelings and struggles as if Katherine wanted to talk to him, much less about something personal.

His office was decorated in shades of baby blue, gray, and white. It reminded her of the ocean and Katherine hated the ocean.

You can do this, she told herself, it's only two days a week and after this you can hang out with Elijah. Her parents and Elijah had agreed that Elijah could pick Katherine up from her therapy sessions and that they could spend some time together.

Katherine was surprise that Elijah even loved her anymore, she had been acting like a brat not to mention that he was a college students and he surely had more important things to worry about than his nervous wreck of a girlfriend. She hadn't exactly treated him nice yesterday.

"Katherine?" Dr. Rollins asked impatiently.

"I'm sorry," Katherine said as she straightened up. "What were you saying?"

"I was asking you a question, we only have an hour Katherine, and I would appreciated it if you tried to focus." Dr. Rollins said ignoring Katherine's evil glare. "Why did you decide to stop eating?"

Again, with this question she had answered it a million times, it was the same answer. "I told you," Katherine said sharply. "I want to become a model and when I was there they told me that I needed to lose some weight and as you can see I went overboard."

Dr. Rollins took off his glasses. "Yes, I'm aware that you told me that, but from what I've seen and from what your family and your boyfriend have told me that before all of this happened you were a very confident girl, cheerleader, beautiful, with a bright future ahead of her. What changed?"

Katherine hated the way that Dr. Rollins was staring at her, like if he wanted to peer into her soul. "People change, I'm not the girl you think I am." Katherine responded coldly.

Dr. Rollins nodded. "And I understand that, people do change and it's normal, but from what I understand during that time frame when they told you that you weren't the kind of right model you were going through some tough times. Your boyfriend was away at college, your parents didn't approve of your dreams and they had their own problems, your sister was away at boarding school, and your other sister was pregnant and lost the baby, evidently you were alone."

"So what are you saying?" Katherine snapped at him.

Dr. Rollins sighed. "I'm saying that perhaps you continuing with your eating disorder is a way to shut the world out, to keep on running because you don't want to face your problems, you want to run away, because you want to avoid facing them. You don't want to end up alone, because you're afraid."

Katherine felt a lump in her throat, what was this guy's problem? She grabbed her purse. "You're wrong." She said shakily. "You don't know anything about me or my family."

Dr. Rollins raised an eyebrow. "Don't I? Then why are you so upset?"

"I-"Katherine couldn't search for the right words. "I have to go, now."

She exited the doctor's office, she felt her throat lock and her eyes burning. She could hardly breathe and her breath was becoming shallow. Was Rollins right? Did she keep starving herself because it gave her a sense of control in her miserable life?

Elijah who had been waiting patiently by the car looked up startled when he saw Katherine's tear strained face. "Babe, what's wrong?"

Katherine didn't answer as she wrapped her arms around him. "I'm sorry." She choked out. "I'm sorry."

Elijah rubbed her back even though she knew that was she was saying didn't make any sense, Elijah seemed to get what she was saying. "It's ok, I'm here for you."

"Once again Miss Pierce I humbly apologize," Headmaster James told her as he folded his hands across the table in his office. Amara had receive a call from the headmaster himself and had taken the first plane out of Mystic Falls to meet him the following morning. "I can assure you that this has never happened in the history of the school and I'm deeply sorry that you were accused unfairly."

"Please headmaster, don't apologize," it took every willpower that Amara had not to smile. She was free now, her name was cleared thanks to Silas.

When she had visited the headmaster that morning, she had no idea what to expect, but she had been pleasantly surprised when he had showed her a recording in where Tessa confessed to placing the weed in her drawer and stealing her short story.

"I have too," Headmaster James said. "I'm sorry to have accused you before but all of the signs pointed to you, thankfully Silas managed to get the proof that we couldn't. You are of course welcome to come back to school any day that you wish, you scholarship has been reinstalled, that is if you still wish to attend Abby Mount."

Amara nodded eagerly. "I do . . . headmaster what will happen to Tessa."

Headmaster James frowned. "Miss Gold has been expelled, Miss Pierce as is no longer on campus, I can assure you that she won't bother you anymore, though I imagine it will be a pleasant change to have a single room."

"Very pleasant." Amara said. "Is that all?"

"That is all," he said. "Thank you for coming, Miss Pierce."

Amara exited the office and immediately ran into Silas who started asking question. "Did it work? Are you back in school, he wouldn't tell me anything-"

"Yes, yes, it worked!" Amara squealed. "I'm coming back, thank you, and thank you."

Silas grinned at her until he noticed Ms. Birdy, Headmaster James assistant glaring at them. "Perhaps we should take our happiness somewhere else."

Elena had just parked her car and was just about to enter her house when she stopped short. On the porch were a dozen roses and next to them was. "Damon?" she choked out. What was he still doing here?

Damon stood up and gave her the flowers. "Hi."

"I thought you were in California by now."

"My plane doesn't leave for another three hours, it's just I couldn't leave without saying goodbye in my own way," Damon continued. "I love you Elena . . . and I know you probably don't want anything to do with me, and I have tried to forget you, but I can't. I'm in love with you and I know it's unfair of me to ask you to wait while we're miles apart but-"

"I'll wait," Elena interrupted. "Damon, I'm willing to wait."

Damon eyed her. "Really?"

She nodded. "Really, I love you Damon, even after everything I still love you."

Damon cupped her face. "I love you too, my Elena."