Third POV
Two weeks later Reuben is finally forced to go to school but just as he planted a kiss on her forehead to say goodbye, Miara wakes up.
Miara's POV
Everything I see is white, everything. I can't even move my body because of the tubes and things stuck into my body. I feel someone hug me. The hugs is very clearly from Reuben. As he slowly let's go I can feel wet patch where his tears must of fell. I try to utter a word but it comes out as a hoarse croak. A nurse and a doctors walked in. The doctor had a pristine, white cloak on and wore round glasses. He hands me a whiteboard to write down answers to questions he'll be asking me. Most of them are about how I feel but after the first 5 questions it starts getting a bit darker. Questions like "how much would you usually eat in a day" keep popping up.
The problem with that is I can't remember the last time I ate properly. A bite of a salad, an apple, more fruit and a bite or two of a sandwich. When I write it down on the whiteboard I breakdown crying. Luckily, Reuben was beside me to hold my hand whilst I wept. The doctor told me that was all the questions they wanted to ask me and that they wanted to talk to Reuben. As they walk out Katelyn rushes over to me. She almost kills me with her bear hug that she is known for. When she finally stops trying to kill me she starts finally talking.
"Why?" She asks, "Why'd you do it?"
I start writing a whole paragraph about my reasoning behind almost killing myself. Maybe because I hate my body? Maybe because I was always told I'll never be good enough? Maybe because I'll never have someone to tell me other wise? I rub the entire thing off, I don't want to bore her. I write down a small sentence and showed her. I don't want to break her heart but it's the only way. Katelyn told me she was going to go and get a coffee and that I should get some sleep. I close my eyes and picture what I would look like if I was normal. I was a healthy weight, I didn't have scars everywhere, I was having fun with my friends, I looked happy.
Reuben's POV
I walked out with doctors and they took me into a small room. It had a cluttered desk with loads of notebooks with what I assume is the names of their patients. A bright green notebook stood out to me the most, it had Miara's name on it and had Anorexic bellow it. The doctors sat down and beckons for me to sit in front of them. As I say down I looked around at the cream coloured room. It had pictures of oceans and forests.
"How long do you think this has been going on for?" They ask, looking me dead in the eye. "Miara's anorexia I mean."
"I really don't know. She always eats a salad and I don't think she ever ate any of it. She also would always buy a bottle of water whenever we have a Starbucks date which was strange now that I think about it," I say, thinking out loud. She writes something down on the first page of the green notebook.
"How long have you known Miara?" She asks me.
"About one month," I recall the day I met Miara. The day she fell into my arms. The day when I started to fall in love.
"How did you, her friends and her family not notice how thin she was?" This made me think for a bit. How did we not notice? Miara did wear hoodies and jumpers a lot. She didn't always wear them but these past three weeks she has been wearing them. Even if it's boiling outside.
"She likes wearing hoodies and baggy, shapeless clothing. But when I met her she only wore long sleeves." I'm starting to notice how blind I am. I can't even notice the fact that my girlfriend has never worn just a t-shirt.
"Interesting, most anorexic patients want to show of their body but Miara seems to wait the opposite." She stops for a minute, probably thinking about what to say next, "This is definitely is going to be a interesting case."
How am I supposed to answer that?
"You can leave Mr Reid," She says, closing her notebook, "but tell that blue haired girl to come in as you go out."
I walk out of the room with out saying goodbye. Why should I? I open the doors to Miara's room, she was lying on the bed with her hair covering most of the bed. Her eyes were shut but she wasn't sleeping because as soon as I walked into the room her eyes shot open. Her skeleton like body reached out to hug me as I crouch down beside her. She still can barely speak but the whiteboard helps a lot. I ask her where her sister is and wait patiently for her to write down her answer.
"Down in the café," Her neat handwriting says.
I tell her I'll be back but I have to get Katelyn. I walk down hundreds of stairs to get to the ground floor where the café is. It's very easy to see Katelyn as her blue hair stands out from everyone else. She's drinking what I assume is a cappuccino and talking with Lola and Lilith who were drinking hot chocolate. I run over to them and tell Katelyn that she needs to see Miara's doctor. She leaves and I bring Lola and Lilith up to Miara's room. She's waiting and it seems that she got help to sit up properly.
"H-hi," She croaks, voice breaking. I sit beside her and hold her small hand.
"Shh rest your voice," I soothe, rubbing her hand. Lola and Lilith sit together on the other side of the bed. Lola rests her head on Liliths shoulder and murmurs that she was so glad Miara was a alive.
"We have a few more days off school, I asked the principal. Reuben last went yesterday and the day before and Lola and I go most days." Lilith tells Miara. Miara gives me a look as if she's saying "You should be at school more" and I just shrug.
Katelyn's POV
I sit down in front of the doctor who was writing in a green notebook.
"So, your Miara's sister aren't you?" They say, looking up from the notebook.
"Uh yes."
"Does Miara have any history with anorexia?" They ask.
"When she was 13 she had it really bad but she got better," I say, looking down, "But I guess of she really did get better this wouldn't of happened."
"So tell me about your father and why isn't he here. Shouldn't he be happy that his daughter has woke up and want to see her?"
"Dad doesn't care about anyone apart from him, his job and his girlfriend," I shoot back at them. This is a very touchy subject to me. I really hate him at times and it sucks that I'm currently living in the same house as him. There's this house that's not that far from Miara's friends that I've had my eye on. I want to take Miara away from that horrible man. I'm 20 now I can live on my own and Miara shouldn't have to live with that scumbag.
"Okay, neglectful father. What about your mother where is she?" They just have to put that in there hadn't they.
"Mother died when Miara was seven and I was twelve." They scribble down something in their notebook and close it over.
"I think that's all the infomation I need from you today. But can you tell the girl with blonde and pink hair to come in?" They tell me, she looked very concerned about something I'm not quite sure.
"Fine."
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Spiral ~ A Story By CuteCandy10
Teen Fiction"Why can't you just be normal" Miara was always messed up. At just seven Miara's mother died with an incurable disease. Her sister left her to go with her boyfriend to college when she was 12 and her father was an workaholic and was very neglectful...
