Alyana's family

Chapter 4: They know?

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"I thought you got better!" Noah looked at me heartbroken.  He  had thought I had gotten better, and I had but like I said I easily fell back to the old way, and now that I didn't  have my friends with me to stop me from doing it, no one was there.

Right now everyone's eyes turned to me, seeing what Noah was talking about, and while they were confused, I think Lauren understood what he was talking about since she had a shock look. Lauren had gone through a similar phase and I knew it hurt her knowing her little sister took the same path but it's hard to stop something, especially when I hear there voices every time I eat something. 

"I am!" i finally yelled. And it was true, I had gotten better, not fully but it wasn't as bad. His expression turned to one of anger and saddness as he glared at me but I glared right back. I knew it sucked for him, because he was the one who was their for both Lauren and I, and I could tell how much it hurt him when Lauren was aneroxic. Dad finally decided to interrupt us by saying, "Guys! Can one of you please explain what is happening."

Instead of answering him we just stared at each other, and to my surprise, Lauren spoke up, "She is anorexic," she said making the pain clear in her voice. 

After a moment of silence, they all started to talk at once. Other then the little kids who had no idea what was going on, everyone started to yell at me trying to convince me it was a bad habit. The irony was that I knew it was a bad habit but once you do something so many times its hard to stop.

The yelling was getting overwhelming but lucky for me, Logan came to my rescue, "Guys! Guys! Stop, you're overwhelming her talk one at a time!"

"I'll go first. What the hell is wrong with you! You always used to tell me to eat more then you go ahead and skip meals! We're twins! I'm supposed to be here for you. I'll always be here if you had told me I could have helped." Each word was like a punch to my heart and her expression just made it worse. I know they probably expect me to regret doing what I did but I don't. 

I focused back on my family and realized they were all waiting for an answer. What did they expect me to say? I wasn't going to say I don't regret it but I didn't want to tell them about it either. I couldn't lie to them but I had to say something. I was stuck in a tight spot, "I..."