Saved // a Demi and 5H story

Safe

When we reached the top of the driveway Max unlocked the door. The whole drive here he just sat in the back. It was a little awkward. He opened the door for us and we stepped into the entrance room.
Holy crap this please was huge. It had a marble floor and a hallway that branched off into the kitchen and living rooms.
"Holy cow it's huge!" I exclaimed. Demi just smiled.
"I'll give you a tour!" Said Demi as she walked down the hall. I followed.

*After tour *

Demi's house was even bigger than I thought! On the first floor she had a movie room, a big kitchen, a dining room, bathrooms and a living room. On the second floor she had her bedroom and my bedroom and a big bathroom. Demi's room was a little bit down the hallway from mine.

"Hey Alex why don't you go unpack your things and I'll order pizza!" Said Demi. Darn it. I couldn't eat anymore I was fat.

"Sure!" I said, trying to sound happy. Don't get me wrong, I love being with Demi, but it will be so hard to hide my eating disorder and self harm from her. I grabbed my suitcase and went up to my room. It was big. The bed was in the corner with a light blue comforter. There was a hardwood floor and windows too. I set my suitcase on the bed and opened it. I took out my stack of clothes and put them in the drawer. I walked into bathroom across the hall and put my toothbrush in the toothbrush holder. I put my hairbrush on top of the drawer.

Where would I hide my blades? My eyes scanned the room. I couldn't hide them under my clothes because Demi might see them if she moves my clothes. My eyes fell on the little space between the headboard of my bed and the wall. Perfect.

I wedged the box in between the wall and put my suitcase under my bed, like I did at the orphanage. I was done. I was really scared about the pizza though. I'm already so fat, I don't can't get any fatter. I could feel an anxiety attack coming on. My palms were sweating and my heartbeat picked up. What if Demi sees how fat I am at dinner? What if she hates me? What if I'm not good enough to be her daughter? I was freaking out now. I sat in my bed and put my head in my hands. I had to calm down.

"Alex pizzas here!" Demi yelled up the stairs. Oh shit. I got off the bed and made myself calm down. I slowly walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. There was a box of cheese pizza at the counter. I sat at the table and Demi brought the pizza over along with two plates, the pizza and a bottle of Coke. Oh god I hate soda. It's just more calories. Demi put a slice on my plate and a slice on hers and sat down across from me.

"It's from my favorite pizza place I think you'll like it!" Said Demi as she bit into her pizza. I stared at my pizza. I stared at all the cheese and grease. It was just a lump of calories. I snuck a glance at Demi. She was watching me suspiciously. I quickly picked up the pizza and took a bite. I chewed and gagged when I swallowed. I quickly covered it up with a cough. I hope Demi didn't notice.

DEMIS POV

Alex was staring at her pizza. I hope nothings wrong. I had given her a tour of the house, and I think she liked it. Alex quickly picked up her pizza and took a bite. She chewed and coughed a little bit when she swallowed. She set her pizza down, looking at me.

"Do you like the house?" I asked.

"Oh yes it's really pretty and awesome and it's huge!" Alex said with a smile. I smiled back.

"What's your favorite food?" I asked Alex. She looked uncomfortable.

"Um sandwiches I guess." She replied.
"Yours is chocolate chip cookies." She replied with a grin.

"Yup!" I smiled.

"Is the pizza ok?" I asked.
"Alex looked uncomfortable again.

"Oh ya it's really good!" Said Alex. She shakily picked up the pizza and took a bite. She chewed and swallowed. She looked anxious.