Misfit Love

Sick

I was working on wedding invites for about two hours. Even after Xander came back downstairs, I was working hard. "Babe, you should take a break." He whispered rubbing my shoulders. I shrugged him off. "I can't, our wedding is in a few months, I have to get these ready. Hell I don't even know where we're having it!" I was getting agitated. "Why don't you hire a wedding planner?" he said calmly. I sighed and put my pen down. "I don't want some other person planning our wedding. I want it to be perfect for us. It's difficult explaining exactly what we want to somebody else."

He kept quiet. I snapped my fingers. "We can have it in Paris!" he looked up at me. "Grandma's home is absolutely beautiful there, it has exactly what we need! It's the perfect setting." he smiled and I felt so relieved. "That'll be perfect, Rox." he said sweetly. Then it dawned on me that we'd have to fly everybody out there.

"Plane tickets will be expensive.." I mumbled.

"We can ask who all can pay and those who can't, I'll pay."

"Xander! You won't do that. It's YOUR money."

He corrected me. "Our money. What's mine is yours. Besides, they're our friends and family. It'll be okay." I sighed in defeat. "Fine." He kissed my head and stood up. "Now, take a break from that. We need to head over to Cat's." I got up and looked at myself.

I looked awful.

"What's wrong?"

"I just don't look all that great."

"You look beautiful." he whispered giving me a soft kiss.

We made it to Cat's house, she had balloons and balloons everywhere. We both shook our heads and walked in. "Happy Birthday Xander and Roxy!" they all screamed as we stepped in the house. I was in complete shock. This was supposed to be for Xander.

I smiled lightly. Their gazes fell on me.

"Roxy.." Sky said walking closer to me.

"Yeah?"

"A-Are you okay?" she looked horrified.

"Why do you ask?"

"Roxy, you look like you haven't eaten or slept in weeks. You've lost all color in your body.."

Yeah, I was self conscious now.

"Sky. That's enough." Xander spat as she moved away.

"Xander, relax. We're worried about her! She looks like sick!" Nolan yelled walking towards us.

I started moving towards the door. As I ran out, I ran into someone and fell to the ground. I looked up to see Jacob standing in front of me. "Roxy! I'm so sorry!" he apologized pulling me up. "Yeah, I'm fine.... I just needed.. air." I felt the tears forming in my eyes. "I'm sorry, Jacob. I have to go." I rushed past him running to the street.

What is wrong with me?! The tears were pouring now. I wrapped my arms around my waist. All I felt was bones. I lifted up my shirt. My hip bones were showing, as well as my ribs. I ran my hand across my back, it felt like I was rubbing a skeleton in the science lab. I looked in a mirror on the car. Then I finally saw how utterly sickening I looked. My cheeks were sunken in, I was pale. I looked like a skeleton myself. I could see nothing but bones under pale skin.

"No... this... this isn't right! What the hell is happening to me?!"

I sat on the ground and cried. Until I felt arms wrap around me. It was Tank. "I'm taking you to the hospital , Roxy." I didn't protest. I was only scared.