“Alysa can I talk to you please?”My mum shouts up the stairs, I lift myself out of bed, It’s getting hard now I’m always tired, I put my dressing gown on and slowly walk down the stairs and into the living room, my mum, Jack and Chris
“Ally love, sit down we need to have a serious chat about something!”My mum takes a seat next to me; Jack and Chris are on the sofa opposite us.
“Okay what about?” I ask confused.
“You know a lot about” My mum looks over at the boys for support then back at me, “Eating disorders right? You’ve learnt about them haven’t you?” My mum puts her hand on top of mine.
“Mum what do you mean? I know a lot about them! You don’t think I have an eating disorder now as well do you?” I shout at her moving her hand away from mine whilst looking to the floor
“We know you do Ally” My brother blurts out.
“I don’t have an eating disorder, I’m not that stupid!” I shout at them whilst standing up as fast as I can and running up the stairs I hear footsteps following me, before I manage to get into my room and lock it and probably never come out of it ever again, a hand grabs me into a hug, It’s chris
“You’re not ment to find out!” I scream whilst falling to the floor in tears my brother falling to the floor with me, his arms still around me giving me a supportive hug, my mum and Jack just looked at us with shock and pain in their eyes!
“Ally look at me!” My brothers hold my chin making me look into his eyes, “We’re going to help you get through this okay!” My brother has tears all in his eyes, oh god what have I done?
“We will all be here baby girl!” my mum walks over to me and strokes my hair, Chris stands up with me and walks me into my room and sits me on my bed and he went to close my door but as he did he gave mum and Jack a supportive smile to let them know he was going to talk to me, he then came and sat next to me, we just hugged and cried together for like 10 minutes until he broke the silence.
“How long?” He didn’t put any effort in his voice
“About 2-3 months” I reply back looking at the floor
“Why didn’t you tell me?” He asks again
“Because I wanted to keep it to myself, you have your own problems as well!” I say calmly
“Yeah but you should tell me yours! I’m your older brother I’m supposed to help you! How do I do that when you don’t tell me anything?” He hugs me tighter
“Well this one I didn’t want to tell no one!” I say honestly
“Well you’re ment to! What do you think would of happened if you starved to death? I’d be the one who would have to pick all the pieces up!” He kind of starts to shout
“Please don’t shout I can’t be doing with it!”
“Ally I love you, we all love you, and we don’t want you to suffer on your own! Let me take you to a food clinic to help you!” He stands up and walks over to the door
“No” I say sharply
“Ally? Why not?” he comes closer to me, oh he’s annoyed with me now! See he looses his temper easily, he would never hit a girl but he does know how to make you feel bad.
“I’m sorry” I stand up, put my shoes on, chuck my dressing gown off and put my coat on that’s hanging off the back of my door, I’m in tracky bottom and a vest top so I don’t look so bad.
“Alysa, where are you going?” My brother shouts chasing me down the stairs, I open the front door and run wherever my legs take me, Chris must of lost me because he was no longer following me, I’m so worn out, running such a little bit makes me so tired because I don’t have the energy anymore! I grab my phone from out of my trouser pocket and see I have test messages and missed calls from mum Jack and Chris, I scroll through my contact list and ring my only friend I have,
