A/N : So... I'm trying out a new writing style for this chapter. Instead of the Y/N form, I put it more in the form of the character's POV and as brother/sister/bandmate moments. I feel like for some of these topics, it'd be more appropriate for it to involve the siblings. But I made Riker's in the Y/N form, so you guys can tell me what you like better if you have a preference...
And, this was requested by @KateSunshine1. If you guys have any requests, comment down below. It may take me a little while to get to your request because it takes a while to think of like 5 different scenarios for the same topic, but I'll get to it eventually.
2 - Anorexia
Ryland
After skipping breakfast this morning and dinner last night, I was feeling incredibly weak during hockey practice with my brothers.
"Ryland!"
I looked up, and Rocky passed the puck to me. I was a little frazzled at the moment. Everyone started skating after me. Ross was the closest, and he was trying to get the puck from me. But his stick ended up getting under my skate, and I fell.
I was fine. Just really tired.
I got back to my feet, and continued playing. But I started to feel really sick.
I started to feel really dizzy. And that was probably from the lack of food I've been eating.
Black spots started to appear in my vision. I tried to fight through it, but the next thing I knew, everything had gone black.
"Ryland? Can you hear me?"
I opened my eyes and saw everyone crouched on the ice around me. Dad was next to me, and he was holding something on my forehead.
"What happened?" I asked.
"You fell and smacked your head pretty hard on the ice," Riker said.
Riker helped me stand, and we got off the ice. Mom was right there, waiting for us. She went into mom mode, and cleaned up my forehead, which was bleeding a little.
"I want to talk to you," Riker said, pulling me into the locker room.
We sat down on one of the benches.
"What's up?" I asked.
"Ry, I've been noticing a lot of things lately. You've been skipping meals, and working out a lot. And you were completely out of it today on the ice. What's going on? And don't you dare lie to me."
"I think I have an eating disorder," I said, quietly.
"Ry."
"I'm sorry I didn't tell anyone. I didn't know what to do! I felt like nobody liked me! I'm not in R5, and I'm just kind of the extra brother that doesn't do anything, and I just thought that maybe if I worked out and looked good, it might change things..."
Riker sighed.
"Look. We need to tell mom and dad. I know you probably don't want to, but they'll know what to do. And we can all help you get better, ok Ry?"
"What if everyone hates me?"
"Ryland. Listen to me. No one will hate you, ok? We all love you. And we're all going to help you get better from this."
I smiled a little.
"Thanks, Riker."
Ross
