Happy Holidays everyone!

Here's the next chapter of "Someone Help Me". Thank you all so much for reviewing the last chapter!

This chapter focuses mainly on Katie, and it starts off kind of slow but it gets better, I promise!

And again, I'm sorry for not uploading so often. I'm a terrible person. You guys are awesome for not getting mad at me!

Even though you probably all are…sorry again!

Disclaimer: I do not own Big Time Rush


KATIE'S POV

"-and that's why many people considered George Washington to be the King of Plaid." Ms. Collins finished writing the sentence of the chalkboard then turned around to smile at us which a too-large smile. Not that I even noticed.

The hunger had been eating away at me for the entire afternoon. I had managed to skip lunch by running to the bathroom and staying in one of the stalls for the entire lunch period. It was better to sit alone than risk getting questioned by my friends when they saw I wasn't eating lunch.

And now the feeling of hunger in my stomach was literally eating away at me. As if that wasn't enough, I had a huge headache, and I felt as if I was on the brink of losing consciousness. It was impossible to concentrate. Skipping 3 meals in a row probably did that to you.

But the feeling of being empty was so...

rewarding.

I actually felt pretty, and thin. There were no calories in me to make me even fatter and uglier, and it felt fantastic, aside from the total wooziness.

The bell rang, marking the end of school, and I literally jumped out of my seat. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Sarah smirk. I felt my face flush, and I hurriedly shoved my binders into my backpack. I lifted my backpack, and to my horror, I found I could barely lift it. Was I really that weak?

"Hey Katie!" Kendall was right behind me, and I whipped around. God, his life was so damn perfect. He was handsome (I say this in a totally non-romantic way!), he had a girlfriend, and was the object of tons of fangirls' attention all over the country.

Oh yeah, and he wasn't a fatass like his stupid sister.

"Hey big brother," I said, trying to sound cheerful. "What's up?"

"I just wanted you to tell mom that Gustavo wants us to stay late for today's rehearsal. Something about him getting fired if he doesn't have a new song by the end of the week. Hey, if he got fired, it would make my life a lot easier." Kendall grinned.

"O-kay...I'll tell mom that you're going to be home late today."

"Thanks little sis! Love ya!" Kendall kissed me on the forehead then went off to join the other guys.

I felt my eyes tear up a little. Why couldn't I be like Kendall?

I strutted to pick up my backpack, then slowly trudged to our apartment. I went up the stairs of course. You don't burn calories standing in an elevator.

I let myself into the apartment, flung my backpack down, and went to get myself a glass of water, trying desperately to ignore the hunger in my stomach.

And all over the kitchen counter were groceries.

Oooh my god.

There was a note:

I needed to pick up the vacuum from the repair shop. Please fix yourself a snack and put away the groceries. I'll be home soon!

Love Mom.

I put down the note, my hands shaking. I looked at all the food on the counter.

And I ate.

I didn't care what went into my mouth. Chips, cookies, crackers, I ate it all, tears streaming down my face as I ate. My stomach felt stretched out and bloated. I don't know how much I ate.

And when I stopped, the guilt surged over me.

Look at you, living up to your reputation as a fattie. I knew you would crack. You're weak. You're an idiot.

I ran to the bathroom and held my head over the toilet.

That's right, throw it all up. Maybe then you'll be fat instead of totally obese.

My fingers shook as I shoved them towards the back of my throat, then stopped.

I couldn't do it. I couldn't make myself throw up.

God, you're pathetic. You don't deserve to be alive. No one likes a fatass. I can't even bear to look at you.

I slowly stood up ad looked at myself in the mirror. I looked awful, and ugly.

Just go. Go die.

"No," I said. "No!"

I forced myself to walk to the kitchen and put what was left of the groceries away. Then I ran to my bedroom and cried openly.

You're weak. Pathetic. But don't worry. I'll forgive you if you promise to never eat again.

"I promise," I whispered. "I promise."


Will Katie be able to keep her promise? Or will she fail and let the voice continue to harass her?

For the record, I know both Mrs. Knight's and Katie's mean voice are in italics, so to clarify: The italics are ONLY for Mrs. Knight for the note. After that, it's Katie's.

The next chapter will have more dialogue and Kendall-ness in it. I know this chapter was a little boring because it was all from Katie's POV, and it was really slow going. Nest chapter will be better, I swear!

I could also use some suggestions for the next chapters...how and when do you want Kendall to find out about Katie? Anything else?

I really, really appreciate the reviews and college seriously. So, don't be afraid to review!