Skinny Love (DreamNotFound)

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TW's:
-Eating disorder (numbers, fasting).

Today was my mums birthday and they bought cake. I already prepared some lies why I couldn't ate the cake. Stomach bug again, allergic for gluten, whatever. I wasn't going to eat cake. I walked downstairs and congratulated my mum. She was happy and dressed beautiful.

'You look amazing, mum.'

'Thanks, sweetie. You look a little tired. Did you sleep well?'

'No, I am nauseous.'

'Oh dear. Maybe you should eat something?'

I shook my head. 'Maybe later.'

'Sweetie, your brother and sisters are leaving at 3 and we at 5.'

'Okay, mum.'

My father walked towards and gave me a hug. 'Are you going to be okay? You look really fragile. Did you lose weight, Clay?'

I startled, but the voice in head was screaming of happiness, they noticed my weight loss!

'No, not that I know.'

'Have you weighted yourself lately?'

I shook my head.

'Do you maybe want to weight yourself? You lost a lot.'

I shook my head. 'Do I really have to?'

'I prefer you to,' my mum added.

I panicked, I lost a lot of weight. I quickly walked upstairs and started drinking. I drink 1 litres, 2 litres- my father came upstairs.

I quickly let some heavy things slide into my pocket and let my dad come in. He grabbed the scale and I stepped on it. I still weighted like 8 kilos less than last time.

'You lost a lot.'

'I have a lot of stomach bugs and nausea.'

'Are you allergic to something?'

'Maybe gluten or lactose?'

'Yeah, try and test some things out when we are gone, alright? You look really pale.'

'I don't feel extremely well, but it's fine.'

My dad nodded, he looked at me worried. He ignored it and we went downstairs.

The rest of the day went by quickly and before I knew everyone left. I didn't eat anything besides half a sandwich for lunch. I wasn't going to eat anything for dinner either. Before I knew it was evening and I went to bed, not knowing the next days would be a living hell.

And as I said, the next days were awful. I completely starved myself, I passed out everyday and I was extremely hungry. I decided to eat something small, I was so weak. I couldn't do sports, I was too tired to exercise. I slept almost the whole day and if I had to do something, I passed out again. I never ate, only when I really had to and before I knew I starved myself for a few days. I ate half a cracker a day and lived on 10 calories. Sometimes I ate some soup, but only bullion. I couldn't go above 100 calories and I had to burn 200. My parents always forced me to eat and I wanted to hide my weight loss and everything so badly. I had to eat.

Now they were gone, I could do whatever, I could lose as much as possible and when they came back I could eat a little more acting like nothing ever happened. They would maybe notice my weight loss, but I could just say I had been sick and I hadn't been eating much. They would believe me, I could act like I was allergic to lactose or gluten and they would understand me.

Today I still tried exercising a little. Even though I was extremely weak. I had to move. I started working out and got lightheaded. I felt even worse than ever. I still continued working out. I had to at least finish one workout. My heart started beating faster and faster and I got more lightheaded each second. I started running and jumping and I had to hold myself to stand up. I got nauseous too. Everything was turning in front of my eyes and my knees felt like jelly. I started breathing extremely loud.

Everything went wrong in the next few seconds. I got so dizzy and I felt my knees getting weaker and weaker. I fell on the ground, like I did everyday, but this time I hit my head against the counter and started shaking again. Before I knew everything got black in front of my eyes and I laid down on the ground. I got unconscious within seconds.

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George and Sapnap are coming into this story quickly so don't worry lol