"I-I-I-"
"Louis what's going on in there?" Anne asked, entering the large bathroom.
She looked at Harry's fingers and saw the bloody vomit covering them, although Harry quickly wiped them on a towel.
"Oh Harry," she said, tears in her eyes, "why didn't you tell us this was happening?"
"W-what was h-happening?" Harry asked, looking anywhere but his mums eyes.
"Harry you know what I'm talking about," Anne sighed.
"N-no I-I don't," Harry stammered.
"Harry why didn't you tell us how serious the anorexia was?" She asked, tears now streaming down her face.
""A-anorexia?" Harry said, "mum, that's, it's a girl disease."
"Harry ten percent of anorexic sufferers are male," she frowned, "and it's obvious you are one of them. Now, I'm staying for a week and I'm going to make sure you get some help."
"I-I don't need to go to the hospital," he said, confidence slowly coming back.
"I disagree, but I won't make you go. So long as you try and get better," she warned.
"I have nothing to get better from," Harry groaned.
Anne just shook her head sadly and left the room, leaving Harry and Louis alone.
"H-Harry," he choked, "please just-"
"DON'T HARRY," He yelled, "JUST LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE. YOU'RE RUINING MY LIFE!"
Harry stormed past Louis and walked quickly to the living room. He was just about to walk out the door when Louis stopped him.
"Where are you going?" He asked.
"Back to the gym," Harry sneered, pushing past Louis and slamming the door behind him.
Louis put his head in his hands and let the tears flow freely. His best friend was dying and he couldn't help him, but he knew he had to somehow. Anne walked into the living room and Louis turned to face her. She had their home phone in her hands. He walked over to the couch and sat down. She sat in a chair near him and held out the phone.
"What's this for?" He asked.
"I think it's time we took measures into our own hands and called his doctor for an appointment," she said.
"That's a great idea," Louis smiled, "but how do we get him to go?"
"Why don't you tell him that it's for you. Tell him it's just a physical, but that you don't want to go alone since they said that they would have to draw blood," Anne said.
"But that's lying," Louis frowned, "you were the one who smacked me on the head last year because I lied about eating that cookie."
"I know Louis," she sighed, "but I value my son's life over the truth right now."
"Okay," Louis said, picking up the phone and calling he and Harry's doctor. Dr.Hill.
20 more minutes on this machine and then onto the elliptical.
But Ana, I've already been at the gym today. Can't I take it easy for now?
No! This is punishment for hurting your family. They probably think you deserve to starve and purge. They don't think your sick. They just want to make you fat so that they will be better than you, but stick with me and I'll make sure you are the one that's the best!
Yes Ana. I'll stick with you forever.
Good now keep running and as soon as your done on the elliptical you can have a break.
