Hey guys! What's up? Guess what this is chapter 12! Wow, huh? Sorry about everything, I'm just a very sensitive person but anyway let's not get into that, lets get to the fic!
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I walked down the hallway, to Serena's room. In my hands were a dozen red roses, her favorite. The aroma of the roses covered the smell of the hospital.

The ill smell.

I hated that smell, ever since I was a child, ever since the accident, ever since I could remember.

At her door, I knocked softly.

"Come in." Came a soft, groggy voice.

I open the door, and smiled. Serena was awake and sitting up in bed.

"Hey there." I say as I handed her the roses. She smiles at me, "They're beautiful…Thank you." She sat the roses on the white sheets. I look at her, then I take her hand.

"I love you Serena."

"And I love you."

Someone knocks on the door. "Come in." I say.

It's a nurse. Nurse Sarah.

"Hi." She greets Serena and I, she's carrying a tray and she sits it on the table and rolls it to Serena.

About a week ago Serena had that feeding tube taken out, she agreed to eat. She did not eat much, but she ate.

Nurse Sarah lifted to covering off the food, and placed a fork, spoon and knife down. "Yum, Nice Chicken and rice, potatoes, green beans, and a salad. Low Calories Serena, barley 300 cal."

She looked at the food and made a face, then sighed.

She was on a 1000 calorie diet, It was much, but it was to her. She ate three times a day, plus snacks. She hated it.

I hated the way she ate.

She'd take a bite of this, a bite of that. Then she'll push the table away.

She once asked me to eat it for her, but I didn't. I wanted her to get better.

I wanted MY Serena back.

I watched as she ate slowly. First, taking a bit of chicken, then rice. She'd put her fork down for a few minutes, pick it back up eat a bit of the green beans, and half of the salad.

They brought a shake, which they told her it had very few calories. However, it was filled, 1,000. They wanted her to eat at least 2,000.

Serena knew there was a catch, so she did not drink it.
She drunk water, they stopped giving water to her. She had to have something with cafine or calories. Tea, Coke, or Juice.

The drunk juice.

Apple Juice. I'd watch her drink it ever so slowly. Then, when she put it down she'd say done. But it was half full.

I caught her poring it down the drain once, so did the nurse.

So they moved her to a room with the sink in the bathroom, and the bathroom locked.

She could not go in there alone, she had to leave the door cracked.

I hate to see her depressed.

But I don't want her to die!

I love her, with all my heart and soul.

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Darien brings me roses everyday. Different colors. Yesterday he brought red one. The symbol of our love.

Today he brought pink, the cutest little white bunny was holding them. I love them.

I love him.

I know I'm making him sad but this is something I have to do.

Something I must do!

I tell him, he'll leave me if I was fat. He said he wouldn't, but I know better.

Arg, more food! Lets' see what it is today: Beef Stew, beans, and salad.

I take a few bites, and I lay my fork down.

I look at the nurse she looks at me.

What? Does she expect me to eat more?

Well, it'll be a cold day in hell before I do that.

I'm getting sick of this room!

I throw my feet on the side of my bed and I get out of it, almost falling.

I hold on to the IV stand, and I roll it as I walk.

I pass by the room Casey was in.

I sigh. I miss her so much.

Why did she die? I feel empty without her.

I stop in the hallway.

If it was me who was dead, and Casey was alive, would she feel like this?

I wouldn't want her too, I wouldn't want her to torture herself because of me…

Then why am I?!

I start hearing voices of my friends, "Get better Serena," "I miss you," "Why are you doing this to your self?" And Darien's "I love you."

I love him too, I love everyone. Why am I doing this then. I'm torturing them and myself!

My God! I stare at my hands, they're stick I look at my body.

It's not me!

It's not me!

Where am I? Where's the happy me?

D….Do I want to get better?

I need help.

"Help." I say to a doctor, who came up to me, I knew he was going to ask if something was wrong.

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We had gotten a call from the doctor that afternoon.

On the Caller ID it shoed the hospitals name, moms face when white.

I sat on the stairs, mother screamed.

I ran to see what the problem was, mom was happy.

She told me the doctor had said Serena wanted help!

Serena wanted to get better!

It was hard, not only for us, but also for her.

We watched as she finished her first full meal. She wanted to throw it up, but she didn't.

She just clutched her hands into a fist.

After an hour passed, I wanted to hug her.

And I did.

"I love you, Sis. Always have. I'm so proud of you."

She could only smile and try to hold back the tears.

But, I let mine out.

That first week was the hardest.

But, we passed it.

The doctors say they only way we will know if she's is ok, will takes years.

However, 3 months will say, she has a chance, of becoming 'normal.'

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"C…Carrots?" Serena choked out looking at the food in front of her. She raised one of her thin blonde eyebrows pushing the tray away. "I DO NOT eat carrots."

Nurse Sarah sighs using one of her chubby fingers to massage her temples. "Serena, you need to eat carrots. They are good for your eyes. I've told you every single time that you put strain…"

Serena sighed loudly cutting her off. "And I've told you every single time. I Do NOT eat carrots."

"Err! I give up!" Nurse Sarah threw up her and stormed out of the room.

Serena crossed her arms at her chest and smiled. "Well, that's number 6."

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Later that Day

Serena cracked opened one of her eyes when she heard the door open.

" Miss Serena?" It was a young doctor around his early 30's, he hair light brown her and hazel eyes, he was tall and a bit lanky. "Hello, I'm Doctor Makoyla."

Serena sat up in her bed moving some of her blonde hair back that had gotten loose from the pony tail. "Hello…anything I can do for you?"

"Well yes. I'm an eating disorder specialist…"

"And?" Serena cut him off abruptly.

He sighed, "I was sent here from America…Well, many are concerned about the way you eat."

"So? I eat!"

"I hope you do. However, your test show that you are very low in you vitamins and I've been talking to your nurse, it seems that you complain about all of your food."

Serena turned her head, looking out of the window.

"New strategy? Miss…"

"Just call me Serena…"

"Serena, you have not been eating you use your complaints to drive people away."

"So?"

"Serena, where do you put it all."

Serena let out a small chuckle. "Where? Just look for where the cats and dogs gather…"

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