A/N: Wow, chapter seven already! And I barely scratched the surface on this
fic.......wow, time flies when you're having fun and procrastinating! Hee,hee!!
So yeah, here is another chapter and some notes to my reviewers!
LilVickiRyan: Must be, lol! Stay tuned!
Depressed Sweden-Lover: I hope so too, keep reading!
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"So you are trying to tell us that you think Spinelli has some sort of eating problem?" Gus asked later that afternoon as he and the gang sat in Kelso's with Ashley Q. She had run into Vince and told him she needed to talk to them after school because of an emergency and told them to meet her at Kelso's to discuss it. Luckily, Spinelli had kickboxing that afternoon, so they could discuss the problem without getting her suspicious.
"Yes, I know she has been throwing up after lunch everyday, and I know it isn't any stomach bug or food poisoning, because the rest of us would probably have it too. I have a feeling Spinelli is bulimic." Ashley Q. leaned back in her seat uncomfortably. She wasn't used to being this nice to the group, but she knew that she had to tell them, in honor of Elisa.
"Buli-what?" Mikey asked, confused.
"Bulimic, it is a condition where someone, usually a young girl, makes herself sick after eating to control her weight. A lot of times it also is done to make the person feel like she is in control of her life. And considering the hell Spinelli went through this year, she is more susceptible to getting an eating disorder. She feels as if she is losing control, and that eating is the only thing she has left that she is able to have a say in." Ashley Q. sighed. "It is so sad, I saw my cousin die from this, and I don't want that to happen to Spinelli. She may not be my friend, but that doesn't mean I would wish something like this on her."
"I know, Ashley Q." Gretchen told her, putting a hand on her arm. "But are you sure? I mean, I live with Spinelli and I never noticed her throw up or anything. She always says she eats when I'm in class and if we do eat together, she usually goes to exercise right after. I wonder why I never noticed this. I am such a bad friend."
"No, you aren't. None of us noticed. She has us so fooled, that nobody could have picked up on it unless they noticed her throwing up on a consistent basis right after eating. Luckily Ashley Q. picked up on it, otherwise who knows what would have happened?" TJ put his head in his hands. "I have been watching my best friend kill herself, what kind of person am I?" he asked, realizing then just how much danger Spinelli might be in.
"You guys, TJ, you're right, sometimes it is very difficult to pick up on. They have meals planned out and know just when to throw up so they wont make anyone suspicious. They know how to hide their problem so well that most times, people don't pick up on it until it is too late."
"But are you sure there really is a problem, and this isn't some plot you Ashleys have against her to make her life even more miserable?" Vince asked, looking at the redhead warily.
"At first, I believed her, thought maybe she did have a stomach flu or something, even though she was showing classic signs of denial. But then something happened that made me realize she really was hurting herself, and that I needed to get her help."
"What did you notice?" TJ asked, hoping that whatever it was was wrong and that Spinelli really was ok. But in his heart he knew that Ashley Q. was right, and felt so guilty about not getting her the help she needed when he first realized she was dieting.
"Well after the conversation, she hugged me, and I noticed that she is a skeleton! I ean you can count the bones in her ribcage. She was thin before, but now she is just so dangerously thin that she will kill herself if she doesn't get help."
"But she doesn't look any thinner," Vince argued. "I mean, she did lose a bit of weight, but not so much where she would look sick."
"Layers, Vince, she wears layers. Ever notice that she wears all those shirts? It is because she doesn't want people to realize she lost weight. Classic sign of hiding an eating problem," she informed them, remembering how Elisa would cover up so much that nobody really noticed until it was too late.
"So what can we do?' Gus asked, wanting to help his friend out. "I mean, she beeds help, but how are we going to help her? The last time we discussed her weight and diet, the time she passed out at the convention, she went off on us. There is no way she is going to listen to us."
"Which is why we need an intervention," Ashley Q. told them.
"What good will that do? She is only going to deny it and hate us for conspiring with you," Mikey protested.
"But that is a risk we need to take. Usually interventions work out for the best, we just need to plan out what to do so we can make it work."
"OK, so when are we going to do this?" TJ asked, willing to do whatever it took to get Spinelli better again, even if it meant working with an Ashley. After all, his best friend's life was on the line.
"OK, well we need to wait a couple of days before we do this, just so we don't get her suspicious. After all we only had this conversation today, and if we do this now, she is going to know I betrayed her by running to you guys right away."
"But isn't she going to know that anyway?" Gretchen asked, not quite following.
"Of course, but if we suddenly just call her to meet us here, then she will know something is up. We need to give her a few days, to let her think I think she is better, and then we can pull this off."
"Pull what off?" Vince asked impatiently. "You haven't told us anything, all you are doing is babbling about waiting for some time so Spinelli doesn't kick your ass."
"Well, as I said, we need an intervention, and this is what I think we need to do." Ashley Q. leaned forward and whispered her plan to them, all of them praying it would work and Spinelli would finally admit she needed help.
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A/N: Who knew Ashley Q. would be so caring? Will the intervention work? Or will Spinelli run away from her problem again? Will Nick Lachey really run for mayor of Cincinnati? Find out next time! Please R/R, but remember the golden rule, if you can't say something nice, don't say it at all! Happy reading!
LilVickiRyan: Must be, lol! Stay tuned!
Depressed Sweden-Lover: I hope so too, keep reading!
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"So you are trying to tell us that you think Spinelli has some sort of eating problem?" Gus asked later that afternoon as he and the gang sat in Kelso's with Ashley Q. She had run into Vince and told him she needed to talk to them after school because of an emergency and told them to meet her at Kelso's to discuss it. Luckily, Spinelli had kickboxing that afternoon, so they could discuss the problem without getting her suspicious.
"Yes, I know she has been throwing up after lunch everyday, and I know it isn't any stomach bug or food poisoning, because the rest of us would probably have it too. I have a feeling Spinelli is bulimic." Ashley Q. leaned back in her seat uncomfortably. She wasn't used to being this nice to the group, but she knew that she had to tell them, in honor of Elisa.
"Buli-what?" Mikey asked, confused.
"Bulimic, it is a condition where someone, usually a young girl, makes herself sick after eating to control her weight. A lot of times it also is done to make the person feel like she is in control of her life. And considering the hell Spinelli went through this year, she is more susceptible to getting an eating disorder. She feels as if she is losing control, and that eating is the only thing she has left that she is able to have a say in." Ashley Q. sighed. "It is so sad, I saw my cousin die from this, and I don't want that to happen to Spinelli. She may not be my friend, but that doesn't mean I would wish something like this on her."
"I know, Ashley Q." Gretchen told her, putting a hand on her arm. "But are you sure? I mean, I live with Spinelli and I never noticed her throw up or anything. She always says she eats when I'm in class and if we do eat together, she usually goes to exercise right after. I wonder why I never noticed this. I am such a bad friend."
"No, you aren't. None of us noticed. She has us so fooled, that nobody could have picked up on it unless they noticed her throwing up on a consistent basis right after eating. Luckily Ashley Q. picked up on it, otherwise who knows what would have happened?" TJ put his head in his hands. "I have been watching my best friend kill herself, what kind of person am I?" he asked, realizing then just how much danger Spinelli might be in.
"You guys, TJ, you're right, sometimes it is very difficult to pick up on. They have meals planned out and know just when to throw up so they wont make anyone suspicious. They know how to hide their problem so well that most times, people don't pick up on it until it is too late."
"But are you sure there really is a problem, and this isn't some plot you Ashleys have against her to make her life even more miserable?" Vince asked, looking at the redhead warily.
"At first, I believed her, thought maybe she did have a stomach flu or something, even though she was showing classic signs of denial. But then something happened that made me realize she really was hurting herself, and that I needed to get her help."
"What did you notice?" TJ asked, hoping that whatever it was was wrong and that Spinelli really was ok. But in his heart he knew that Ashley Q. was right, and felt so guilty about not getting her the help she needed when he first realized she was dieting.
"Well after the conversation, she hugged me, and I noticed that she is a skeleton! I ean you can count the bones in her ribcage. She was thin before, but now she is just so dangerously thin that she will kill herself if she doesn't get help."
"But she doesn't look any thinner," Vince argued. "I mean, she did lose a bit of weight, but not so much where she would look sick."
"Layers, Vince, she wears layers. Ever notice that she wears all those shirts? It is because she doesn't want people to realize she lost weight. Classic sign of hiding an eating problem," she informed them, remembering how Elisa would cover up so much that nobody really noticed until it was too late.
"So what can we do?' Gus asked, wanting to help his friend out. "I mean, she beeds help, but how are we going to help her? The last time we discussed her weight and diet, the time she passed out at the convention, she went off on us. There is no way she is going to listen to us."
"Which is why we need an intervention," Ashley Q. told them.
"What good will that do? She is only going to deny it and hate us for conspiring with you," Mikey protested.
"But that is a risk we need to take. Usually interventions work out for the best, we just need to plan out what to do so we can make it work."
"OK, so when are we going to do this?" TJ asked, willing to do whatever it took to get Spinelli better again, even if it meant working with an Ashley. After all, his best friend's life was on the line.
"OK, well we need to wait a couple of days before we do this, just so we don't get her suspicious. After all we only had this conversation today, and if we do this now, she is going to know I betrayed her by running to you guys right away."
"But isn't she going to know that anyway?" Gretchen asked, not quite following.
"Of course, but if we suddenly just call her to meet us here, then she will know something is up. We need to give her a few days, to let her think I think she is better, and then we can pull this off."
"Pull what off?" Vince asked impatiently. "You haven't told us anything, all you are doing is babbling about waiting for some time so Spinelli doesn't kick your ass."
"Well, as I said, we need an intervention, and this is what I think we need to do." Ashley Q. leaned forward and whispered her plan to them, all of them praying it would work and Spinelli would finally admit she needed help.
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A/N: Who knew Ashley Q. would be so caring? Will the intervention work? Or will Spinelli run away from her problem again? Will Nick Lachey really run for mayor of Cincinnati? Find out next time! Please R/R, but remember the golden rule, if you can't say something nice, don't say it at all! Happy reading!