The Battle Inside

Chapter 11

Taylor POV

Man, I hate being sick! Well, I guess I deserve it because I have an eating disorder and I cut. I was currently laying in Mitch's spare bedroom, waiting for Avi to come. I was getting very impatient. He was supposed to be here at 10 AM, and it is now 10:01 AM! This is just unacceptable. I picked up my iPhone 5 and started to play Flappy Bird. Yes, this twelve year old has an iPhone 5. Our grandma spoiled all the time and bought us expensive things. I got way to frustrated so I decided to text Avi.

T : hey Avi!!

I put back on the bedside table and waited for his response. My eyelids started to get heavy, so I decided to take a quick nap.

~~~~ A FEW MINUTES LATER... ~~~~

I opened my eyes, shaking from yet another horrid dream. I picked up my phone to see if he responded, but he hasn't and still hasn't arrived. I got annoyed and spammed him.

T : why aren't you answering me

T : when are you gonna be here

T : hurrryyyyy I don't feel good

T : I wanna see youuu

T : I think I might die! I feel so bad

As soon as I sent that last text, I heard the front door open. Mitch greeted them and then left to see Travis. Soft footsteps from the door came closer and louder until they stopped outside my room.

"Hey Taylor," I heard the deep voice of Avi. "Can I come in?"

I muttered a small yes and he came in. He sat down on the edge of the bed and sighed. I knew he hated seeing me like this, all pale and fragile.

"Is this about your... and the fans..." He couldn't even say it.

"Yes." I whispered.

He moved closer and wrapped his arms around me in a hug. I just let the tears that were building up flow freely down my face. I clutched his t-shirt and burried my head into his chest. He gently rubbed my back as my shoulders moved up and down from my sobbing.

"Oh, Avi, it's terrible! Everyone keeps saying I'm useless, ugly, fat and that I should just go die in pit. They even made a Twitter account that's all about hating on me!" I cried out.

"Don't listen to them, please don't. They have no idea what they're saying. It's just a bunch of lies." Avi tried to comfort me, but this time it didn't work.

"That's the thing though, they're right! I am useless, ugly, fat, and I shoud die!"

"Come on, Taylor, don't say that. You're needed by a lot of people, beautiful, perfect, and you of all people deserve to live. You have so much to live for. Please, stop doing this, for us."

I lifted my head from his shirt and stared into his tear-filled eyes. I smiled slightly and nodded. I'm going to try stop, for Avi, for Mitch, for everyone. No matter how hard it is going to be, I have to try.

"Why don't get some rest for now. And when you're awake I'll make you some of your favourite dinner, how does that sound?"

"Sounds great. Thank you so much Avi."

"No problem kiddo."

He smiled and tucked me in. He gave me a peck on top of my head and walked out, leaving the door slightly open. I grinned to myself and slowly drifted off to sleep once more.

Scott POV

"CARA ISABELLE HOYING! GET OFF THAT TABLE RIGHT NOW!" I yelled at my 5 year old sister.