Your POV
Sick About Everything
3 days later
I wasn't going sleep, I didn't want to take a nap either. I'm not hungry but my stomach was saying something different. Justin's been away from me for three days,three days may not sound like a lot; but to it is. I've been in bed all day, two nights and a day to be exact. I only get up to pee,I took a shower,but that's it.
Miley keeps coming in here and keeps asking me if I'm hungry but I just stay silent,with my back turned to her. If she walks over to my side,I look like zombie so what's the difference. Slinging the cover off me,I slowly get up, turning the light on since I decided to lay in the dark, go into the rest room and look into the mirror. My face is pale just like my dry lips, my hands shaking like crazy from not eating.
I grab onto the sink, feeling that my body is about to collapse any second. I feel light headed. "Y/n, open the door you need to eat." Miley knocks on the door, I walk out the bathroom and unlock the door with my hands trembling. Miley looks at me,I bet I look like shit on a stick. "You alright? Your hand is shaking." She ask me.
"I-Im fine." I spoke weakly,walking out slowly and closing the door, behind me,grabbing the walls once I walk down the stairs,Miley right behind me. "Are you sure? You don't look like it." I didnt answer and continue to walk downstairs. Without saying anything,we made it downstairs in the kitchen. Miley continues to cook whatever and glance at me.
"Thank God you finally came down,you haven't been out that room for days." She says chuckling at me nervously,I would too if I looked like I was about to puke and die. "Yea-" I collapsed before I could even finish. I felt too weak to stand up,so I laid there. "OH GOD! I need to get you some food in your system." Miley panics, running to my side and picking me up. Walking me to the couch, she sits me down and run in the kitchen to quickly make some food.
"Miles, it's okay." I said smiling a weak fake smile but she didn't look. "No you're going to eat, whether you like it or not." She walks over to me with a bowl of soup in her hand bending,trying to feed it to me. "No."I raise my voice,still not having strength. Miley tries forcing the spoon up to my mouth,but I push the spoon away. "Eat." She demands, putting the spoon up to my mouth again.
"I don't have an appetite." I state through my teeth. "NO, you're eating! I promised Justin to take care of you and I'm not breaking that promise, eat!" I sit up, forcing the least energy I had and quickly slapped the soup out of her hand, all of it landed in the kitchen. "I SAID I'M NOT FUCKING HUNGRY!" I yell even louder. "DAMN IT, Y/N! Do you think me or Justin want to find you passed out for dehydration and fucking starvation?!" She yells back, going into the kitchen to clean up the mess.
I lay back down feeling a headache come along. After cleaning it up,she picks up her phone and speaks to who ever,they sound like a computer because she keeps saying, "yes" or "no" over and over.
"Yeah,hey." She speaks normally. "I'm fine,she's just pissing me off on the daily basis,not eating." I stand up slowly,shaking off the light head coming along,walking in the kitchen. "Please talk to her." She says, I chuckle sarcastically and roll my eyes, placing my hands on the counter. "Wow Miley,just tell everybody on Twitter that I don't feel like eating why don't you? Such a great friend." She turns around and glare at me then says, "Yeah,the one and only stubborn bitch."
Whoever that's on the phone told her not to call me that because she her arm up as she was being scolded. "Well, she is! You try talking to her because I'm just close to strangling her." She says turning back around to mix the soup and pauses because of the person talking. "Well,you better come see her before I do it,then I'll strangle her." I roll my eyes and watch Miley's every move,she looks at me and takes the phone away from her ear,handing it out.
"Talk to him,I know he'll make you eat." I take the phone from her and walk upstairs with the phone in my hand,not talking to this person. "Who the hell is there to talk to? He's probably some thot ass therapist." I mumble,making it in the room,I close the door and sit on the bed. "If we're going to talk,I don't have any problems. I'm not on drugs so if you fix your mouth to ask me that or any other things,I won't resist to hang up on you nor will I feel sorry." I speak getting to the point. I hear that chuckle that I can never forget and gasp lightly.
"Well, looks like you've became more sassy over the days,and stubborn might I add." He speaks and chuckles again.
"Justin?" I ask as if it was unreal.
"Yes,baby." He says in a hush tone,tears strain down my face.
"I miss you." I mumble,I don't think I could say anything else but that.
"I know you do,I miss you way more baby girl. Dont cry,I'll be home soon."
"W-when? N-now?"
"No,babe,not now. I actually don't know when." I whimper and cry in my hand,I really want to feel his touch and kisses,this is literally killing me softly.
"Jay,t-this is hurting me. I miss you so,so much,I r-really want you here. I can't eat or sleep without you by my side." I confess,wiping my tears and sighing.
"I know,Miley keeps me updated on you. Y/n, you may not know it,but you're hurting me by doing this too. I need you to eat." I shake my head even though he can't see.
"No,you aren't here and-" Justin interrupts and lowly growls.
"No Y/n,no excuses. You promised to never hurt me and look what you're doing. You're practically starving yourself because I'm not with you,you can't do this. You're really hurting me,I want you to stay strong,it's only 3 days. Please eat for me,please baby? I'm begging you to do this for me." I bite my bottom lip and sigh in defeat.
"Okay, I will." I mumble,then in comes Miley with another bowl of soup,sitting it on the table. "Ugh, finally! It's about damn time." Justin chuckles hearing her.
"Thank you so much baby, I'll be back with you as soon as possible. I love you."
"Welcome,I love you too." I hand the phone back to Miley,she takes it and smile at me,walking out. I grab tbe bowl and start eating,I am very hungry. I felt more energized and no longer weak,I went downstairs and filled the bowl up again and ate in my room.
After eating two bowls, I was full and very sleepy. I get under the covers and drift off in a deep sleep,I'm glad I talked to Justin, I just hate that he doesn't have a date of when he'll get out.
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