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Lilys pov

I have decided that I dont like the doctor. He said i was underweight and told Blaze to feed me more! If i gain weight and Blaze leaves me, then its this stupid doctors fault!

I huffed as he continued to tell Blaze about how to take care of me. I was also a little scared that Blaze would get angry because i had so many injuries and the doctor was giving him so many instructions.

However, what made me hate the doctor was the fact that he had given one million medicines or vitamins as he calls them. They were huge tablets and according to me, medicines.

I remeber when this happened when i was 16.

My stomach wont stop making noises and i was very hungry. However , being 4 pounds overweight, i had been put on the no food for 3 days diet.

It was the 2nd day and it was becoming difficult to control my hunger. Being on my period made it worse cause it added to the stomach ache.

I had never been the one to break rules and be rebellious, but i felt like i would die if i did not eat. So with a very very scared conscious, i decided to sneak sone food.

I had made it to the kitchen and had successfully grabbed an apple when my father caught me.

"Are you stealing?" His voice was not raised but the calm tone sent me in a frenzy. I could feel my body shake as he advanced towards me and took the apple from my hand

"I asked you a question Lily." His voice was still calm.

"I-i" i could not form a sentence. The fear coursing through me had me trembling. I knew i had made a huge mistake. I should never had thought about eating when put on a diet. It was my fault and i deserved the punishment.

My father continued "i see. So Lily, tell me, should you be punished?" He asked, his voice almost gentle. But i knew what he was capable of.

"Y-yes" i answered truthfully. I had, afterall, broken the rules and deserved punishment.

"Follow me" i quickly did.

Fear paralyzed me when we reached the dreaded wardrobe. It was a small almirah, barely big enough to hold anything, to hold me.

My father took out the ropes and turned towards me. I knew i had earned this. This was my fault. I never should have thought about eating.

Keeping quite and looking down, i controlled my tears and gave him ny hands. I can cry later. If he sees my tears, the punishment would worsen.