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Chapter Six

Shayne's P.O.V.

If this is how she was going to play the game, I will play it better. They say, "You can't beat a player at their own game", But trust and believe I will. I don't need her fat ass anyway. I still have Keith, Courtney, Olivia, and maybe Noah. If Noah picks her, I have some tricks up my sleeve. Oh yes I do. She won't win, and that is a fact.

I sit in my bed at 3:38 a.m. wondering when will I stop thinking about her. I know I just hyped up this whole 'getting back at her' idea, but the feeling just won't fade. I close my eyes in hopes that I will finally sleep.

It was dark. I reached out my hand and everything felt so fake. It was weird. I opened my eyes, and see myself on my bed, sleeping. I start to panic. What is going on? I realize that I can fly around. I open my window, and fly through the desolate town. Should I go to her house? Maybe... I fly to her house. Nervousness rushed through me. The lights of her room were on. I saw two shadows of different bodies. I go into her room through the window, and I see her with Noah. She was crying into his chest. I felt my chest ache at the sight. Noah had his chin on her head, and he lowered his face to kiss her forehead.

"Noah, I can't do this. Please don't make me do it. I don't want to." She sobbed. I furrowed my eyebrows. What is going on? 

"Rosi, please. I don't want anything bad happening to you. Please just eat that." She shook her head. Had she not been eating? On the nightstand sat a plate of cereal with milk. 

"Rosimar, I don't want to wake up one day and for you to be gone. Please please please. Eat. You haven't eaten properly in 2 months!" My eyes widened. She is starving herself.

"I know that you binge when you get your hands on food, but I will be here to help you eat your recommended amount. Starving yourself won't help." Oh. That would explain why she was looking skinnier, and got tired easily. 

"Noah, I can't do it. I can't. I finally am seeing results. What would he think of me if I gained it all again? He won't ever stop calling me names then." My heart sank. She isn't eating, and all she is thinking about is my reaction to it. Tears started to fall from my eyes. 

"Rosimar please. You don't need him. He hurt you. What you need to do is to love yourself for who you are. If you want to lose weight, that's fine but it has to be done in a healthy way." She pulled away from him, and looked into his eyes. 

"No. I said no Noah. I don't want food. I don't need it. I-I just want Shayne to be here with me. I want him to hug me. I want him back, but I can't even bring myself to talk to him. I just. I can't do it, Noah. He was my everything. He made me smile and laugh. He made me feel appreciated and everything in between. I miss him so much, Noah. Should I accept his apology?" Noah made a frustrated face. 

"Rosi, you can. If it makes you happy, go for it. But, please be careful. You are way to fragile to be destroying yourself in this way. You don't have to eat now, but you will have to eventually." She nodded, and laid on his chest. He brought her close as he laid his back against the headboard. He rocked her until she fell asleep. He placed a kiss on her cheek, and laid her next to him, and placed her head on his chest.

"You will get through this, Rosi. I promise you will. Shayne, please change yourself. Please. This girl needs you more than you will ever know." I went on top of the bed, and kissed her cheek. I flew away through the window, and back home I went. I saw my body still laying on my bed. I touched my body with my hands, and it all faded to black.

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Rosimar's P.O.V.

I was becoming impatient. I wanted this episode of 'Show with no name' to be over. I can't be around Shayne right now. I really can't. He has this smile on his face, and keeps cracking joke after joke. He seems so happy, and stress-free. Like as if he doesn't have anything on his mind. Noah was off set sending me reassuring looks. I breathed in and out slowly as I tried to relax myself a bit.