I just stood there, in shock by the door. I must've not have put it away before I had left. I had a worried look on my face as Seth sighed, and looked angry. He tossed the notebook onto the desk angrily and walked up to me. "You need to talk. Now." He demanded and then he sat down on the other side of the bed, and I did the same on the opposite bed, facing him. Roman still hadn't moved, and I was actually kind of scared, I had never seen him angry before.
"Why didn't you tell us?" Seth asked me, seriously. I didn't say anything for a few seconds, trying to figure out what to say. "How long has this been a secret from us? Does Dean know?" He asked me, trying to get me to talk. I took a deep breath and then started to talk. "It all started when my dad died about 7 months ago. I had bulimia when I joined you guys, and that night when you went to get your schedules, Dean walked in on me and saw me with my finger down my throat, throwing up, so I had to tell Him. Don't blame him, I told him not to tell you guys because I didn't want you guys to think I was crazy or not ready. I didn't want to get kicked off when I'm just getting started. I didn't want you guys to judge me for someone I'm not anymore." I said sadly. Seth looked me in the eye and said "We're supposed to be a team, we're supposed to know everything." He told me. "I know, I'm sorry, I didn't want you guys to find out like this." I said, tears now falling once again. "It's disappointing, we didn't want to find out like this, either." Roman finally stood up.
I looked at him as he stood next to Seth on my bed, arms still crossed around his chest. I put my face in my hands and sobbed. "I'm so sorry! I know I should've told you, I just didn't know when or how." "So Dean knew this whole time?" Seth seemed annoyed still. I nodded, meekly. "No wonder he's so protective of you." Seth mumbled which seemed like it was meant more for himself. "Isabelle, you have a real problem, don't you think you should go home to get the proper help? I'm pretty sure Dean is no doctor." Roman told me.
"No! I don't need to go home! I'm healing, the reason why I have that journal is because I'm getting better, Dean has been a big help. I'm almost over it, I swear. Please! Please, I don't want to leave." I cried. Roman sighed. "I feel it would be best, but I guess if you feel confident enough, I guess you can stay." He told me. I turned to Seth. "Seth, I'm so sorry. I know your upset. I was going to tell you but I didn't know when. I promise I will never, ever keep anything from you guys again. I feel terrible. I'm so sorry, Seth, I hate myself for this, please forgive me." I begged him.
He sighed and sat down next to me on the bed. "I guess I can understand where you're coming from. I'm sorry all this happened to you, and I'm sorry I overreacted a little, it's just really surprising but you promise to not keep any secrets, and to tell us everything if something happens? Because we are a team, and we stand united, and we are family." Seth looked me straight in the eye. I wiped sole tears out of my eyes and said "Promise." A slight smile appeared to his lips and he said "Good." as he wrapped his arm around my shoulder for a side hug. "And remember, we are here for you too if you need it." He told me. "Thank you." I whispered thankfully at him.
I got up and gave Roman a hug. "Thanks for understanding, big guy." I laughed. "No problem, Isabelle." He slightly chuckled back. Then, feeling somewhat relieved, I went to bed almost feeling better. Once my head hit the pillow, I was out.
A/N: sorry this one may be a bit boring, but more action is soon to come, especially now that Izzy had a new rival 😏 thanks for reading!! Xoxo -Emi
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