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A/N: Alright so if you all haven't heard, authors of fanfics, are not allowed to respond to their reviewers anymore in there chapters. To say I was surprised was an understatement, and to say I was pissed off was the best answer. I am sooo mad! No joke. I can't believe there doing this.
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"Don't worry about him Katie just ignore him."
"I try," I grumbled as we walked the rest of the way to the quidditch field in silence. Jesse said a quick good-bye and said she would talk to me later as I stood in front of my locker room doors. I said my good-bye's as well before entering the room.
I walked into a silent room. I looked around suspiciously before walking over to my locker. I set down my bag and unlocked it.
"We need to talk to you Katie" I heard Oliver's voice say. I stiffened. "All of us do."
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I decided not to respond and continued to open my locker, however when I began to pull it open a firm hand kept it firmly shut. I pursed my lips in a thin line and turned to face Oliver.
"Well I don't feel like talking," I said looking him in the eye and then eyeing everyone in the room, "to any of you." I said coldly.
"Too bad" said Oliver placing a hand on my shoulder and forcing me to sit down. I growled in annoyance and slapped his hand away. I hadn't been able to find my pills to keep my strength and most of my energy, and really couldn't protest when he sat me down; which only made me angry.
"Talk about what?" I asked folding my arms briskly.
"Don't play innocent Katie," said Fred as everybody else came closer to me. Forming a small circle around me. A few chairs appeared behind all of them and they
sat down. Oliver though, remained standing, watching me carefully.
"Whatever," I said brushing off his statement.
"Katie…" Alicia started off, trying to figure out what to say. Her mouth opened and closed several times and I rolled my eyes.
"Spit it out already." I said my tone flat and uncaring.
"Kates!" Oliver snapped at me.
Who did they think they were? Acting as if they cared, all they needed me for was the stupid game. They're trying to control my life! Just like Jane told me, she told me they would try and do this. I was wrong, I actually defended them saying they would stay out of my business. I see now that I was wrong, these people weren't my friends. Jane and the club were my friends now. They really understood me. The room remained silent after my comment and I couldn't help but become aggravated.
"So tell me Ollie," I asked looking up at him using his nickname as he had used mine. "Why the hell am I here if nobody is actually 'talking'. Don't you think that we should be practicing; I mean you do want to win the Cup this year right? That's all you want right?" I said my tone getting harsher "So why don't we all go out there, you can yell at us for our mistakes and then we can all go. You complain all the time about us wasting your time, when we stay in here talking instead of practicing, and now look where we are all
at." I said.
"Shut up Katie" said George. I glared at him and he matched my gaze heatedly.
"Fuck you" I said my gaze never wavering. "Fuck all of you" my harsh, cold voice spat at them as I stood up.
"Katie why are you being so mean!" cried Alicia. "This isn't you!" tears were in her eyes and I sneered slightly.
"This is me, get use to." I said.
"No this isn't you! You're different! Your snap at everyone, you don't hang out with us any more, you look different, and you act different!" Said Angelina. "What happened to you?"
"Nothing happened to me," I said through gritted teeth. "People change, I changed, deal with it," I said.
"Your doing something to yourself its not health- "
"Your so mean lately- "
"You don't hang out with us anymore- "
"You look sick- "
"Your not you anymore- "
"You act like a cold hearted bitch" My eyes snapped to Oliver.
"At least I'm not a quidditch obsessed prick who corner girls in classrooms." I snarled.
"Shut up Katie." He said his face running red with anger. I smirked, liking that I had got to him slightly, that I had hit a nerve. "Or else" he added.
"Or else what, you'll kiss me" I taunted. I saw him stiffen.
"Your sick." He said his tone even and calm.
"I'm perfectly fine." I said my tone matching his but with more an air of confidence around my words.
"No you're sick" he said his voice raising.
"Prove it, then you can call me sick, otherwise you have no right to say that." I said
standing up ready to leave. This was all a bunch of bullshit, and it was pissing me off. How dare they say all of these things, keep me here against my will.
"You want proof," Oliver said grabbing my arm as I turned to leave turning me to face him. "Here's your proof." He said holding out four small bottles, my whole body stiffened.
"How dare you," I hissed. "How dare you go through my things! You had no right! You asshole give them back now." I said. Those four bottles held all of my pills. How the hell did he get them, I'll tell you, he went through all of my personal things. How could he, he had no right to go through my things. My eyes watered slightly and I bit my tongue, trying to hold back my anger.
"Fred and George tested out one of each pill." His eyes saddened slightly "how could you be doing this to yourself. Making yourself throw up, taking 'energy' pills, pills that help to keep your throat and jaw relaxed, and one to make you strong!" He cried out
loudly his face a bright red. "Are you stupid or something, do you want to die like this!" I squeezed my eyes tightly shut, and covered my ears with my hands trying to block out his accusing tone, but I guess it wasn't so much the tone that made me do these things, but the truth. Christ! I knew what I was doing! This was my choice, my choice, not his! I know what risks I'm taking, but he didn't need to know, they didn't need to know. They made me feel like I was doing something wrong, I wasn't. I'm not I know it! I swear. I'm making myself better, I'm becoming a better person out of this, and I don't know why they don't understand.
"SHUT UP!" I finally screamed stopping Oliver's rant. "Just shut up, alright. I don't want you to waste your breath on this useless lecture that's just going in one ear and out the other. It doesn't matter to me, I've made my choice, now give me back my medicine." I said my voice firm.
"How can you just give up on yourself, why do you hate yourself so much that you're doing this to yourself." asked Alicia.
"Give up on myself? Hate myself? I didn't and I don't. I'm making myself better, don't you see. Before I was…" I took a pause to think, what had I been before.
"Perfect" I wasn't surprised that it was Oliver who
said that.
"Imperfect." I corrected, "And now I'm better. Loads and loads better, don't you see?"
"Making yourself throw up doesn't make you get better, it makes you sick" George snarled, his face almost as red as his hair.
"And we're going to make you better, whether you like it or not." Finished off Fred equally red as his twin. I fumed.
"I'm fine!"
"No your not!" they all said.
"Just give me my pills," Merlin they were making this so hard. I rubbed my eyes, trying to get rid of the tears that had gathered there. "Please." My voice sounding tired and worn, asked.
"I can't do that Kates." Oliver replied. He turned and walked over to the sink and set down all the bottles on the edge and started to unscrew the caps.
"What are you doing?" I asked my eyes widening. "Oliver?" I yelled running over to him. But a strong arm wrapped around my waist the other coming around to hold my arms down. "NO!" tears started to pour down my face. No, they couldn't do this. "Please Oliver! You don't understand," my voice cracked, "I need them. I have to have them" but my words didn't stop him as he started to pour them down the drain. "No! Oliver please, please if you ever cared about me one ounce you will stop." I said fighting my hardest to get to him to make him stop, but I was held tighter. "no." I cried dropping down slightly as my knees buckled beneath me. I needed those. What would I do? Why was this happening? I was only trying to be someone better.
"I have to Katie," he said sounding genuinely sorry, yet convinced he had to do this insane act of injustice.
"No, no you don't." I said. "Why are you doing this!" I said thrashing around as he started to pour out the last bottle.
"To make you better." Rang Fred's voice in my ear. I shook my head violently.
"You're not helping me! You're not making me better. Your hurtin- AHH!" I shouted as a large cramping pain erupted in my stomach. Fred turned me around in his
arm as I clutched my stomach in pain. I cried into his chest as he gently stroked my hair trying to calm down. My stomach was twisting and clenching together, it was one of the unfortunate side effects of getting me better. Or getting me perfect, as Jane would say. I roughly pushed Fred away and stepped away from him going towards my locker and hastily opening it. I reached into the back and quickly took out a bottle with pills containing pain relievers. A miracle worker on these severe cramps, I opened the bottle and quickly poured at least more than three pills into my hand. It had gone to the point where I needed more than 2 to control the pains. As I was about to pop the pills into my mouth a hand with a vice like grip locked around my wrist and gave it a painful squeeze.
"Let go" Oliver said in a stern voice while his other hand swiftly took the bottle out of my other hand. He tossed it over to Angelina. "Toss it." She nodded her head and quickly dumped all the pills down the drain and then took out her wand, waving it over the sink. My thoughts were stopped on what she was doing when the grip on my wrist tightened. Oliver held his free hand under my own, ready to take the pills. I let out a small cry as I dropped the pills into his hand. He let go of my wrist and walked over to the sink as I nursed my throbbing wrist to my chest. Tears still streaming down my face as my stomach pains continued, and I looked around at my fellow team-mates, minus
Harry, who had the day before told Oliver he needed to study with Hermione. Traitors, back-stabbers, all plotting against me to try and keep me back from reaching this point of perfection that was so close. Oliver started to come near me but I held out a hand to halt him.
"Don't come near me," I said, my voice hoarse from crying. "Ever, ever again."
"Kates" his mournful voice responded.
"NO! Just don't alright" I said tears coming down effortlessly. "I trusted you, Oliver I though I loved you!" I said hugging myself, and dipping my head. "But now." I looked up, my eyes hardening. "all I feel for you is hate, and loathing. To think I once called you a friend seems to be totally ludicrous. All of you." I said. I looked at everybody in the room, the girls were crying the twins looked like they just might, there faces now unbelievably pale. I choked on a sob raising in my throat. "I wanted you so much Oliver, and to you," I looked away. "I was…"I laughed bitterly. ", below par. So are you happy now. I changed for you." I said staring him in the eyes. "I don't want too see you unless its for quidditch, under no other circumstances I don't want you near me, I
don't want you talking to me." A long silence enveloped the room after my small speech.
"I can't do that Katie. I'm not going to give up on you." Oliver said his voice calm and collected. I didn't bother to respond, but instead grabbed my bag and slamming my locker shut, and walked out of the locker room. I started walking until I walked into
something very hard, and solid, knocking me down.
"Well, well, well what do we have here? Well if it isn't Miss. Katie Bell. Out here all by yourself?" asked the sick disgusting voice of Marcus Flint. I could here his team behind him snickering slightly. Shit.
TBC…
A/N: yes evil, but….I'm even more evil…or maybe not, I don't know you decide I'm going to give you a small teaser for the next chapter!
"It's like I can't breathe," I said clutching my chest over my heart. Jesse stopped running her hands threw my hair, and I stopped my ranting.
"Does that happen every time?" She asked I solemnly nodded my head. She sighed, but I could see the small reassuring smile on her lips. "That's called love."
"You bitch, I told you to leave her alone!" yelled a hoarse voice. I peered around the corner to find the source of the noise. I squinted my eyes trying to see the two bickering figures, but they were too far off to tell who they were, and there voices from a distance were also hard to tell who they were. "You'll pay for hurting her." I saw the tall male figure whip out his wand, the girl's body froze in absolute fright. "I warned you, and you know what I can do."
"Please…"she pleaded, holding a hand over her heart. I could faintly hear her strained breathing. Her voice trailed off and before the boy could even mutter a curse, she fell limp. The boy leaned down to exam the body quickly and nearly jumped back at his limited investigation.
…
She was dead.
Evil? Yes. Brilliant? YES!
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