Victim

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That evening Leigh-Anne lay in bed on her back, staring at the ceiling.

After Jesy, Perrie and Hoseok had brought her to her counsellor she had spent about an hour being given advice on how to handle her eating disorder and relapses in general. Her specialist kept trying to ask her why she was feeling especially down these days but she had not been in the mood to talk. Her stomach had been jam packed and she just wanted to throw up the entire time. It had been extremely discomforting and she kept imagining herself becoming extremely fat.

Once Leigh had been done with her session she had been sent to her room to rest for the rest of the day. She actually had leave from classes for the rest of the week but she wasn't really sure if she wanted to lay around in her room thinking of what was upsetting her. That just sounded like torture in her opinion. She would rather have distractions around her.

Jesy and the others had come back to check on her once their school day was done and they had spent a lot of time with her, trying to cheer her up and give advice and comfort. She really had not been in the mood to talk so all she really did was nod her head by what they said. They had actually left about ten minutes ago.

The girl turned onto her side and released a breath. Leigh-Anne Pinnock. Who are you? She closed her eyes while trying to think of an answer.

Small whimpering sounds came from the floor and she opened her eyes to peek at what may be making it.

As she thought, it was her puppy Harvey.

Leigh picked him up and placed him in her lap to pet him. "Oh Harvey . . . I'm meant to be getting better but I feel worse and worse everyday. I'm really not in the mood for any of it anymore."

Harvey sounded like he was crying. He licked her wrist.

Leigh smiled by his small gestures of affection. "I know . . . you'd be sad if I disappeared one day wouldn't you?"

Harvey looked up at her with big sad eyes as if demonstrating how he would feel.

"It's okay. I won't . . . I'll try not to do anything. I'll try." Leigh looked to her door and felt emptiness take over. I should just go to be-

Someone knocked on it.

Who was that? Was it Jesy and Perrie? Were they here to try to cheer her up more? She really appreciated everything they were doing but she just wanted to be alone right now. Distractions were great every now and then but when people were around she felt the need to try to show them that their efforts were actually working and that was exhausting because . . . it just was.

So Leigh crawled under her sheets and put her pillow over her head. She would pretend as if she was asleep so they would go away.

The knocking persisted.

She moaned. Come on guys just leave. She suddenly remembered that Jesy and Perrie had a key to her room so they could just open the door if they wanted. Oh so it most likely isn't them because they would have come in by now so . . . hmm . . .

"Leigh-Anne? Are you okay in there?" The voice of Jimin called from outside.

It's Jimin? He's checking up on me too? She found it sweet that everyone cared so much but . . . Okay fine!

So she got out of bed and opened the door. "Hi Jimin." She said lacklustre.

Jimin blinked his eyes and looked down at Leigh. "Hi Leigh-Anne I . . . I saw how you were during lunch and I got really worried so I thought I would check up on you. Is everything alright?" He wore an expression of concern.

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