Shane's face was burried in her arms that rested on the end of the unfamilliar bed. Bleary eyed, I whirled my head from side to side. Confused, I began to panic. I was in the hospital. My breathing accelerated until I remebered breaking my ankel. I calmed then stared into the eyes of shane.
"Sup. " I said, unable to think of anything else to say.
"Sup? Are you kidding me?" she exclaimed anger underlying her voice.
"What's wrong? I just broke my ankle I'll heal..." I trailed off knowing that was not why shes upset.
"Why would you do that to yourself? " she whispered tears in her eyes, gradually making her way towards my end of the bed.
A sinking feeling resonated into my stomach. "D-do what?"
"Dont give me that!" she yelled, more out if sadness and worry than actual anger. "How long have you not been eating?"
"What!" I exclaimed trying to act my way out of this just like before.
" Nathalia Rose Olivia Bennett! " I never let anyone call me by my full name but I was unable to feel angry about it as guilt and disgust filled me completely. I couldn't meet her eyes for seeing the reflection of me within them; fragile, broken, useless.
A tear escaped from the corner of my eye, to which I wiped away furiously. "you can't deny it can you? "
I broke into full sobs. I was so hungry, and nobody was there to notice. Still I dont want to eat. Why couldn't I've been given a normal brain, one that didn't have me crying alone in my room, that didn't have me throw up every once of food I barely let past my lips.
She hugged me then, stroking my hair and shushing me. She had done the ultimate crime against me, yet why was she the only one willing to help me? The only one I wanted helping me? Yet the worst was to come. The hospital was going to call my parents.
