Oh Brothers

Chapter 8

I woke up to someone jumping on top of my back.
"ow" i say tiredly but make no love to love them off me and try to go back to sleep. i can sleep in the most uncomfortable position possible honestly so this was no problem. as i closed my eyes i heard him chuckle and recognized who it was.
"sorry little sis" cameron said rolling off me taking the blankets with him. i tried to find them without opening my eyes but gave up and just snuggled into cameron.
"you look like shit sis" cameron said wrapping his arm around me and rubbing my back
"my head hurts" i say still trying to back to sleep
"come down to the kitchen and i'll get some advil. with that he got up and i waited a second to follow. when i got up i got really dizzy and lost my balance tumbling into cameron.
"you ok?" he asked sorry clear in his voice
"yea just got a little dizzy" i reply pushing my hair out of my face. we walk down to the kitchen and every step i take it feels like i'm getting weaker and weaker. when we got to the bottom of the stair i basically fell over.
"fuck what's wrong Bobbie" cameron asks freaking out.
"i don't know. i feel really tired and i have a headache and i just feel really weak" i answer
"you look pale..... JACKSON DAMON NOAH COLE KYLE COME HERE!"
"geez i have a headache dude" i say grumpily leaning against the wall. within a minute all of my brothers are surrounding me with looks of concern on their faces.
"she looks sick"
"like she's gonna faint"
"she looks like she's gonna puke dude"
"she looks like shit man"
"yea well i feel like shit" i snap back and push my self from the ground to go to the kitchen but don't make it there because as soon as i stand up i get super dizzy and before i know it i'm in kyle's arms backs on the ground darkness taking over my vision.

i wake up to a beeping noise and i just want it to stop it's really annoying. i make a frustrated noise before yelling
"will someone please turn that damn noise off"
"good to see my grumpy little sister is back" i recognize the voice to be damon's. i turn over on my side and bring my arm up to put my head on it only to feel a stinging pain it it.
"what the fu-"
"don't you dare finish that sentence" jackson says. why are all my brothers in my room. wait this doesn't feel like my bed. this doesn't smell like my room. i open my eyes and see i'm in a hospital.
"why am i in a hospital?" i ask a bit shocked
"you fainted this morning and you didn't look good" cameron answers looking worried.
"well what the hells wrong with me" i ask but i think i already know the answer. i haven't eaten in 1 week. i need to do my best in the performance and i can't let some extra weight bring me down. last time i checked was 2 days ago i was at 62 pounds and it needs to stay that way and the stress of the show is only making it worse.
"we don't know but the doctor should be here in a minute to tell us." Jackson says. i nod and just sit there looking at the IV in my arm. a few swings later the doctor shows up.
"ok i know what wrong but it's not terrible. very common actually. She's anemic which means that she doesn't have a healthy amount of iron in her body making her dizzy and faint. it also makes her have headaches. but i have a question for you bobbie" oh geez please don't make it make me get into trouble. i nod for her to continue
"when's the last time you've eaten?" i look down at my hands
"Thursday" i mumble almost too quiet for her to hear
"i need you to be more specific hon" she says still looking at me. i look around the room to see all my brothers looking at me. i see some with anger faces and some with worried faces. i look back down to my lap.
"i haven't eaten a full meal in a week" i say a bit louder. i look back up to see the doctor looking at me sympathetically. i look over to my brothers and they look a mixture of mad confused worried and sad. i look back down to my lap and mess either eh IV in my arm.
"why" i look back hon the see it wasn't the doctor speaking but Jackson.
"you don't understand i need to be perfect in this upcoming performance and i can't do that with any extra fat on my body" i glance between all my brothers and some have tears in their eyes. i feel guilty but it's my body.
"what is this performance may i ask?" the doctor asks me but before i can answer cole beat me to it
"ballet. she's a ballet dancer and really serious about it too." he look at me angrily but as soon as we make eye contact it softens.
"well for heath purposes and as your doctor i'm restricting you from doing ballet until your weight is up to at least 90 pounds and your eating regularly again. i look at her shocked and open mouthed
"WHAT?!? you can't do that. i have a performance coming up and i have a leading role" i say tears brimming my eyes.
"as your doctor i can now i need you to take off your clothes except your undergarments and get on the scale so when you comeback every week we can check your progress. i nod and do as she says. my brothers are still in the room but it's not a big deal since i still ah e my underwear on and they have see worst. i didn't even realize how bad and unhealthy i looked until i look in the mirror. my ribs we sticking out a huge deal along with my hip bones and color bones. i have a huge thigh gap and my face looked as if i was sucking in. i looked over to see my brothers with faces of shock and sadness. i stepped into the scale and after a few seconds it stopped at 59 pounds.
"59 pounds and you're how tall?"
"4'6" i answer truthfully. she wright's this down and looked over to my brothers then back to me
"ok here's the plan. you are going to eat or try to eat 3 meals a day. you are not allowed to go to the bathroom until 30 minutes after you have eaten. absolutely no ballet and exercise. you can stretch but no working out. you will take vitamins and iron pills to help with the anemia." she looked over to my brothers.
"did you get all that?" she asked them they all nod and mumble a thank you. i put my cloths back on and walk over to the door and walk out. my brothers close behind. i know they want to talk about it but i don't.
"i don't want to talk about it." i say almost crying and with that i get into damon's car.

A/N
ok so i will continue the story but it might take longer than isotope update so don't come at me. and i'll be starting high school soon so i won't continue this story unless i really feel like it's going somewhere. i hope y'all are enjoying this story and i'm trying update once a day but it might change to once every few days or once a week. thank you for reading! xxx