Three Way Relationship

70 - Another World

Zeke's POV

I sat on my knees, hunched over the toilet bowl as I hacked up all I had for lunch. I hated the feeling. The feeling of being hungry, sick, weak.

Although I don't let myself fall weak in front of others, there's not a time I just want to slide to the ground and closely eyes.

I try so hard to eat more, to bring the full feeling back into my life, but every time, I end up right here. Head in the toilet, my meal spilling itself into the bowl.

I hated this life.

I wasn't always like this; I used to be fun, out going, cheeky, very open... but nowadays, I barely like to leave my room. Jake, much to my annoyance, is constantly forcing me to see the world, bring me out of that shell I'm in now.

I guess its hard for him. After I was kidnapped, sold, rescued, and all the in between, he's been different. We used to be close, did everything together. He taught me how to play basketball, and tie my own shoe lace.

My parents weren't really there much, growing up, and I used to rely on Jake for everything.

And now; I distanced myself, and so did Jake. of course, he was always trying to at least see a bit of the old me. We don't know what to say anymore, we talk, but its always stupid conversations. I'm rambling, really.

I pulled my head up, groaning as I wiped the awfully sour taste from my mouth.

I felt so tired, but I couldn't sleep. I stood up, flushing the toilet, then brushing my teeth over the sink.

There were a few knocks at the bathroom door.

"Its Jake, you feeling okay?" The other side spoke.

I frowned, looking down at the running water, "I'll be out in a second."

I didn't answer his question, simply ignoring it really. I hated feeling this way, and I hated explaining it.

I turned the tap off, before exiting the bathroom.

Jake stood by the door, grabbing my arm as I went to head to my hotel room.

"You threw up your food, go eat some more." Jake muttered.

"I'm not hungry-"

"Zeke, please? You need to eat." Jake begged.

"So I can throw up again?" I rolled my eyes, shrugging his hand off of me, "I'm going for a walk." I stated, heading out the hotel suite.

"When are you coming b-"

before I could hear the end of Jake's question, I'd shut the door.

I really needed air, a nice walk would do me good.

Jason's POV

"Jason!" A sudden shout boomed through the hotel room. I groaned, peeling my eyes open.

I rubbed my eyes, pulling the duvet over my shoulders more.

"Are you fucking deaf!?" Alex, my older, and idiotic brother, stormed into the room, ripping the duvet down.

"What?" I spat, yanking the blanket back over my shoulder.

"Why the fuck is there two guys searching for you from Pauline's!?" Alex screeched.

Pauline's is a strip club, one that loves their drugs. and the two guys looking for me are the bouncers I stole cash off of. Not like I care, or anything.