Chapter 11: Meds Effect.

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TORRES' POV:

"El?!"
She didn't answered so I obviously went back to the bathroom.
"Ellie!"
She was lying on the floor. I didn't know if she passed out or if she just fell asleep walking. I tried to wake her up and she didn't so I assumed she passed out.
"Crap! Okay uh- what did the nurse said?" I said thinking out loud. "Get her on the couch, get ready with water, and check her temperature."
I did those things, she was kinda cold but it was okay. I cuddled with her until she woke up.
"Hi baby." I said playing with her hair.
"I wanna throw up." She said getting up.
"Here, don't try to walk." I said.
She threw up but this time she was so weak she didn't even react to that.
"Here, get some water."
"Thank you... what happened?"
"You passed out on the floor."
"Oh my god I'm so sorry."
"Don't worry it's okay. You just have to eat this for me to forgive you."
"You're serious?"
"Yeah, eat El."
"Okay dad..."
She ate the soup and lied down on the couch until she threw up again.
"It's gonna be fine Ellie, you're doing great." I said hugging her.
She didn't answer and I saw that she fell asleep on me. I fell asleep as well a few minutes later.
It went on like this for a week, throwing up everything she ate and even if she didn't have anything in her stomach. Once a day she screamed in pain.
One day she was on the bed and her shirt was a little pulled up, so I could see her back. Her spine was showing, a lot.
"No..." she whispered as I touched her back.
"El?"
"It hurts, like every bone of my body. I can't do it anymore..." she said letting some tears fall.
"Hey, you can do it, you'll go through it babe, I know that."
"I weighted myself..."
"And?"
"98 pounds Nick... I went under a hundred pounds..."
"You'll gain the weight back when it's over El."
"If it's over..."
"Ellie-"
"Sorry... I just- I want to be back at work. And to be able to do things without falling because I'm too weak, or throwing up."
"I know... I think it's not normal I'm gonna call a doctor."
"You don't-"
"Yes I do El."
"Thank you..." she said heading back to sleep.

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