Andley Oneshots

Like You Better

⚠TRIGGER WARNING⚠
This oneshot may or may not be triggering since this will be about eating disorders and depression.

Also I have been blessed in life to not have dealt with any serious problems like these and I do not have any idea how things go in clinics like the one I am talking about in this oneshot. This is just how I imagine it would go and I hope I don't offend anyone with this.

Andy's pov

I woke up to the sound of someone knocking on my door. Grungily, I sat up. "Come in" I said quietly. The door opened and I was glad to see Mary standing in the doorway. I smiled at her as she came in.

Mary was one of the nurses that took care of me and dozens of other kids at the clinic I was currently staying at.

"Goodmorning, Andy" She said, smiling at me. "Hi" I said back as I sat up a bit more and stretched, yawning.

"So, how are you?" Mary asked me as I saw her walking back towards the door and dragging in a little food cart. I frowned as she did so. "Good until now" I mumbled. She looked at me with a sad smile as she came to sit down at my bed. "You'll have to eat today" She told me. I shook my head. "I don't. I feel perfectly fine, honestly" I tried to convince her. "Andy, you look paler than ever. Honey I can see the veins running through your skin.. We only want you to be healthy"

"But I am healthy!" I argued, crossing my arms over my chest. Mary frowned. "Don't do that" She said. "Do what?" I asked. "Put up a fight. I don't want to threaten you" She continued. "Threaten me? With?" I said, squinting my eyes at her. "If you don't eat. The head-nurses won't let you see Ashley today"

The sound of his name ringing my ears made my heart flutter. Ashley. Sweet, sweet, Ashley. Only thinking about him made a smile come to my face. And then I realised what she had said.

"How do you mean I don't get to see him?" I asked. "I overheard them talking. If you refuse to eat  today they'll make you go to Mr. Nellis again" She told me. "I don't want to go to Mr. Nellis! Not only is he creepy he's also the worst therapist I've ever had
And you know I've had alot" I told her, earning a nod as response. "I know" She repeated.

"That's why I need you to try, Andy" She said. I frowned, looking down at the tray she had placed at my lap. A banana and a single slice of white bread. Let's see, 121 and 66, that would make 187 calories. I shrugged and looked at what else was on the tray. A glass of milk. I decided to eat the slice of bread and drink a bit of milk. Mary smiled at me as I took the glass and put it to my lips. As I took a sip, I closed my eyes and thought of Ashley.

He wants me to get better. He likes it when I eat. He likes it. He really does. And he doesn't find me gross..

The more I tried to convince myself the more I felt myself gaining. It might sound stupid to you but in my head this is just how it goes. People try to tell me and convince me. 'Eating is healthy. It contains everything you need to live' Well let me tell you. Food equals calories. Calories equals fat. Fat equals ugly. Do I want to be ugly? No. I want to be pretty. I want those long thin legs. I want that thigh gap. I want my collarbones and hipbones to stick out. Only that way, I'll be pretty and have people like me. Yeah, that's what I want. I want to be liked. Every second my lips were glued to the glass were hell for me.

I quickly pulled away, a sour expression on my face. "This is gross" I said out loud. "I'm proud of you for trying, Andy! Would you like to try a bit of something else too?" She asked. I scanned the tray and decided to just take one bit out of the banana and 1 out of the slice of bread. I really really wanted to see Ashley today. He had been doing so much better lately so any day here could be his last now. As I tried to swallow the bite of banana in my mouth, my throat hurt. I figured it was because this was the first food I had eaten in 3 days.