Just live

Chapter 9

"will she be okay?"

I hear a voice spit in the background.

"She's unstable, she can't go to that stupid tour this Friday"

I can pick up that the voices are adults. Male and Female. Mom and dad.

I'm too scared to open my eyes, too scared to see the world that changed me.
My face hurts-probably because I slammed face first on the concrete floor. No biggie.

"How is she doing Doc?" I hear Seths voice rushing into the room like a hurricane, restless and unable to stop.

"She will be okay. She just fainted from the lack of food she's taking in"

"Lack of food? What do you mean? Our Skylee is always eating, in fact she never stops"

Oh shit here we go.

"Hasn't your daughter told you?"

"Told us what?" I can feel the steam streaming out of my dads ears.

"What's going on? Is she okay or not? Is she sick or not? Is she dying or not? Someone give me answers!" Seth shouts towards the ceiling. I can feel his voice vibrating through the walls of the room.

"Skylee has Bulimia Nervosa."

Well there we go.

"What?" My mom and dad say together with uncertainty in the voices.

"Bulimia is frequent episodes of consuming very large amounts of food followed by behaviors to prevent weight gain, such as
self-induced vomiting. Low self esteem overly related to body image."

Well thanks Doc. that's sums it up for everyone.

"And how long has she been doing this for?"

"For about 3 months"

"Shit. I need space right now." my dad says subtly walking out of the room.

And then there were four.

"Sorry, I'll go see if he's alright..I.. uh I'll be back now. "My mom grabs her bag and follows after my dad.

And then there were three. 

"Sorry Doc. could I please have some time with her?"

"Sure. Take as long as you need."

And now there are two.

I hear the creak of the door close slowly behind him. I open my eyes just a little, to see Seth. He's sitting at the edge of the bed with his back facing me and legs dangling off the edge of my creased white bed. His hair is messy and his white shirt full of dirt- probably from the science class. He turns his head to look at me and in that moment the sun is reflecting off his ocean blue eyes. The type you could drown in and forget about the pain.

"Hey you." The conners of his lips creasing his cheeks.

"How you feeling?"

"Well my head is sore for starters" I mutter and roll my eyes- even doing that hurts my head.

"Well, have you eaten anything?"

No.

"Yes. Yes I have."

"Skylee this isn't funny, we need to talk."

"About?"

"You. Your family. Us."

What about us?

"Well, we can talk on tour this Friday." Well knowing my parents there is a good chance I can kick that out the window.

"No I need to talk to you now."
His voice is so soft and calming in comparison to what it was five minutes ago.

"Seth I ..." he cuts me off when his hand grabs my hand and slowly letting his fingers fall into the groves of mine. It's warm. Soft. Healing.

"Skylee you mean so much to me, I hate seeing you do this to yourself." His voice is shaky.

"Seth we all get addicted to something that takes away the pain." I looked down at his hand, he holds it tighter.

"Skylee, I'm addicted to you. You take away my pain."

(Heyy guys! So sorry this is a really short chapter, been so busy with school and sport but will make it up in the next one-love you all and thank you for all the support xoxo)