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Telling Demi

*Marrisa's p.o.v *

I decided to give Demi a ring but in no way was I telling her over the phone. This was just too serious and she deserved to be told face to face. I picked up my phone and typed in Demi's number several times before I actually hit the call button.

I dont know why i was nervous, I knew she wouldn't be mad at me I just dont like to be the bearer of bad news. I really dont know how Demi is going yo handle this but I suppose there is only one way to find out. I finally hit call and Demi picked up almost immediately.

"Demi hi" I spoke down the phone trying to keep my voice natural now. I dont want her guessing anything. I want to tell her face to face. Than we can think of where we want to go with this.

"Oh Hi" she replied with a sleepy  but Still chirpy voice. She was obviously in a good mood and I hated knowing I was going to be the one to change this. With that knowledge in mind I was a lot less sure of myself.

"Erm we need to talk" I told her she didn't reply and it was than I relised I had said that as a whisper "oh..erm..I said we need to talk.meet me in 20 at the cafe down the road" I decided to keep it casual for now and not give her any hints.

That obviously didn't work as i noticed how her voice sounded more alert now and I heard her run to the room."lily" she called out "im just popping out" Lily must of said ok she hanged up the phone and demi and I were sipping cappuccinos within 5

*demis p.o.v*

I had just recieved a call from Marrisa telling me she needed to talk to me. she didn't actually tell me it was anything bad but I guess I had just learnt to assume the worst. I know she had gone for a meeting this morning and im just praying there wasn't any bad news.

I arrived in the café and Marrisa seemed on edge. She was just sitting quietly, avoiding eye contact and sipping her drink. I guess I would have to start the conversation.

"So what did u want to tell me? " I asked her whilst studying her face. Her lips immediately turned down into a frown. I tried to speak in a neutral tone as  I wasnt yet sure if I needed to be worried or not.

"Well u know what u were thinking about lily" she said, whilst looking down and fiddling with her thumb. This was obviously going to be bad news. The waitresse came over and I ushered her away, to invested in this conversation and hearing what Marrisa was going to say next to actually give the waitress a proper response.

"Well I think u were right" she continued. she couldn't possibly talking about the eating disorder. Surly not. I mean I know I was the first one to suggest she might be annorexic but I never thought I would actually be right. I was snapped out my thoughts as they spiralled to completely new ones when she said "Actually you are right and I have some proof here" My eyes began to prick with tears. What does this mean for the future.

Is she going to get better on her own? Am I going to have to take her back? Will I have to send her to rehab? Will she have to drop out of school? I couldn't think like this yet. I need to know all the details first.

Marrisa pulled out some folders.I assumed this was her proof but couldn't be sure "What are those" I asked her, genuinely curious.  "Her previous 'case studies' Marrisa told me suddenly snapping into her serious mood, something I didn't see often. We flicked through them slowly and I was shocked at was I was seeing. Each one was a long report regarding the reasons she had been brought back to the care home. They all had something in common though. They all confirmed my worst fear... Lily had an Eating Diorder.

I suddenly felt extremely sick and before I knew it I was in the bathroom contemplating my next move.

*Marrisa's p.o.v *

Demi and I were going through some case files and she was actually handling this pretty well I was surprised and impressed with how collected she seemed to be.

  I quickly realised I had  spoke too soon because as I finished that thought I relised she was no longer with me and rather in the toilet.

Right now Demi was in a fragile state and I had no idea were her mind was. I need to know where she is 24/7 to keep her on track of recovery.

"Demi!" I called after her.I had a bad feeling and knew I had to get to her fast. I couldn't let her relapse. Not with how well she had been doing. she cant just throw all that away in the heat of the moment.

(A/N: Sorry this one was slightly ruahed I was trying to finish it before dance. I just wanted to tell you all that although I may not be the best a giving advice I van certainly listen. I dont mind if you want to chat about casual things such as school, or illness you are suffering from such as Annorexia or just general issues such as bullying. I promise I will listen to you and try to give advice. Please remember that if no one else I love each and every one of you. You can contact me via:

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