Depressed Texting ( Why Don't We )

Real life (11)

Daniel Seavey sat on the hospital bed, he was scared and cold. this was fourth time in two weeks he was admitted into it. He laid down softly, trying not to ruin the needles and chords in his arms.

"Dani, why are you doing this to yourself?" His younger sister spoke softly, not wanting to break her fragile brother.

"I'm just- fat." He said harshly and turned his face to face her. "I'm never going to be skinny enough." He spoke again and let the tears roll down his face.

"Daniel, don't think that way. You're perfect the way you are." She said and cried along with her brother.

Daniel moved to the side and patted the spot next to him for Anna. She quickly comforted him by wrapping her arms around his skinny waist and crying into his chest.

"Why." She said again and sobbed.

"Tyler told m-"

"Why do you always listen to him." Anna screeched, referring to their older brother.

"Because he's right." Daniel spoke back and closed his eyes, weakly.

"No he's not." She said sobbing into his chest once again. "You're going to kill yourself- you have to stop."

"Maybe it's for the best." He said sadly.

Anna Seavey's heart broke for her brother. She looked him in the eyes, his dull, grey eyes.

"You can't leave me alone in this world. Not with Tyler- not with Christian. Please get better, for me." Anna said and kissed his cheek.

Daniel sighed loudly and quickly nodded his head. He always felt closer to Anna. She was the only one who cared, or so he thought.

"Have you told Corbyn and Jack?"

Daniel shook his head. In all honestly, he was embarrassed to be bulimic. He was embarrassed to tell his friends about the weak boy he really was. He was scared to tell them that he passed out from the lack of food and the lack of heat his body was receiving.

He didn't want the pit of his friends- he never wanted this to happen.

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