A/N: Hi all, here is the next chapter and I hope you are all enjoying this
(should I move this to PG13 so you can have better access to it?). So
let's begin, shall we? First to the readers:
LilVickiRyan: I know, I'm sleepy too, lol! Thanks for reading and stay tuned for more!!
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Three days later, Spinelli was walking to TJ's house, happy to finally have time to spend with him. They both had hectic schedules, and rarely had time to hang out anymore. She only wished she were feeling better. For the past few days, she was dizzy and tired, and due to her constant starving, binging and purging, even the smell of food got her sick, causing her to throw up more than usual, something that actually in a sense made her happy, because it meant she was losing more weight. As much as she wanted to stop this awful cycle, she just couldn't, she still felt fat and ugly, and not throwing up (or starving) made her feel like a failure. She walked up to TJ's door and rang the bell, hoping to avoid any questioning about why she looked so tired that day. As much as she loved him for his sweet and concerned nature, the last thing she needed at that moment in time was him becoming suspicious of what she was doing. A moment later, TJ answered the door, giving her a smile and a hug.
"Hey, Spinelli," he said cheerfully, taking her coat and hanging it up. "Gosh, she is so thin," he thought, looking her over and recalling the feel of her ribcage from when he had hugged her.
"Hey, Teej, what do you have planned today?" she asked, trying to ignore the look of concern in his eyes.
"Um," TJ stammered as he tried thinking of a believable idea. "I have some new DVDs we can watch, if you are interested. I just got the second Lord of the Rings, and I know how much you love Orlando Bloom, so we can watch that."
"Good plan," Spinelli agreed, following him into the living room, not expecting to see five other people, one of which was one of her worst enemies, sitting there waiting for her.
"What the hell is this?" Spinelli demanded, glaring at them. "Why is Ashley Q. here? You guys all hate each other----wait a minute, you told them didn't you? You lying little bitch!" Spinelli screamed, lunging across the room to hit her, but TJ pulled her back.
"Spinelli, we are all here because you need help. We all noticed your dieting and weight loss, and it is scaring us. We all love you, and none of us want to see you hurt yourself," Gretchen explained, hoping her calm voice would make Spinelli realize her problem. But she couldn't have been more wrong.
"Excuse me?" Spinelli asked, angered by her roommate's accusation. "I do not have a problem, I am fine. So I lost weight, and maybe threw up a few times, but it is nothing serious. I can stop whenever I want. I am not one of these girls you see in those health movies!" Spinelli yelled, outraged.
"But you do," Gus told her. "You are too thin, you constantly disappear after you eat, that is if you eat at all, and you overwork yourself at the gym. You may not see it but we do."
"That is the biggest load of bull I have ever heard!" Spinelli yelled, covering her ears to avoid any more accusations. She felt TJ put his arms around her, but she pulled away.
"I thought you were my friend, Teej," she whispered, hurt creeping into her voice. "But you sneak behind my back, you conspire with this bitch," Spinelli nodded toward Ashley Q. "And you expect me to admit to a problem I don't have just because some powderpuff said so? Is she your girlfriend now, is that it? You are finally getting a girl interested in you, and you make her treat me like a piece of shit?"
"Spinelli, no," Ashley Q. spoke up, but shut up once she got the look of death from Spinelli.
"And you, I told you I had a stomach bug, and you have the nerve to tell my friends I have an eating disorder. After you promise not to mention our conversation to anyone? I should of known not to trust you. You are an Ashley, after all."
"Spinelli, she was only trying to help," Vince informed her. "She was worried, and she came to us so we can-----"
"Save it, I am out of here," Spinelli cried out, spinning on her heel and leaving the living room.
"Spinelli, wait!" Mikey called, but it was too late, Spinelli was already gone.
"Nice job, Ashley Q." Vince snapped. "Now she hates us, and it is all your fault. Do you really get your kicks from hurting others, or are you just a soulless little bitch?"
"No, that was what was supposed to happen, she was going to deny it, and then within time, she will be able to admit it. Denial is the first step in cases like this."
"But she is going to hate us forever," TJ said, sitting on the couch in defeat, feeling horrible about tricking his best friend. "Man, this whomps," he thought. "Spinelli hates us, and you just lost the best friend you ever had."
"She may be angry, but in the end, she will hopefully see what we did as a good thing," Ashley Q. assured them.
"I sure as hell hope you are-----"Vince began, but was interrupted by a loud thud outside the Detweiler home.
"What the—"TJ yelled as the five ran to the front door to see what was going on.
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Spinelli sprinted out of the living room and out the door, her eyes blinded by the tears that filled them. How dare they go behind her back, to an Ashley, no less and accuse her of such terrible things. Spinelli shivered from the cold, realizing she had forgotten her jacket in TJ's house. But there was no way she was going back for it now. TJ and all of them could go screw themselves for all she cared. As she walked down the steps in front of TJ's house, she began to feel very weak and dizzy. She grabbed onto the banister, but it was no use. Before Spinelli could even realize what was happening, she had tripped over the bottom step and collapsed to the ground, causing a loud thud that caused five concerned friends to run outside and rush their sick friend to the hospital.
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A/N, What will happen? Will they get to the hospital on time? Will they be able to finally convince Spinelli she has a problem? Will any of the once popular boy bands ever come out with another hit CD, and will anyone even care? Find out by reading and reviewing and following my ever famous golden rule---if you can't say something nice, don't say it at all-----happy reading!!!
LilVickiRyan: I know, I'm sleepy too, lol! Thanks for reading and stay tuned for more!!
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Three days later, Spinelli was walking to TJ's house, happy to finally have time to spend with him. They both had hectic schedules, and rarely had time to hang out anymore. She only wished she were feeling better. For the past few days, she was dizzy and tired, and due to her constant starving, binging and purging, even the smell of food got her sick, causing her to throw up more than usual, something that actually in a sense made her happy, because it meant she was losing more weight. As much as she wanted to stop this awful cycle, she just couldn't, she still felt fat and ugly, and not throwing up (or starving) made her feel like a failure. She walked up to TJ's door and rang the bell, hoping to avoid any questioning about why she looked so tired that day. As much as she loved him for his sweet and concerned nature, the last thing she needed at that moment in time was him becoming suspicious of what she was doing. A moment later, TJ answered the door, giving her a smile and a hug.
"Hey, Spinelli," he said cheerfully, taking her coat and hanging it up. "Gosh, she is so thin," he thought, looking her over and recalling the feel of her ribcage from when he had hugged her.
"Hey, Teej, what do you have planned today?" she asked, trying to ignore the look of concern in his eyes.
"Um," TJ stammered as he tried thinking of a believable idea. "I have some new DVDs we can watch, if you are interested. I just got the second Lord of the Rings, and I know how much you love Orlando Bloom, so we can watch that."
"Good plan," Spinelli agreed, following him into the living room, not expecting to see five other people, one of which was one of her worst enemies, sitting there waiting for her.
"What the hell is this?" Spinelli demanded, glaring at them. "Why is Ashley Q. here? You guys all hate each other----wait a minute, you told them didn't you? You lying little bitch!" Spinelli screamed, lunging across the room to hit her, but TJ pulled her back.
"Spinelli, we are all here because you need help. We all noticed your dieting and weight loss, and it is scaring us. We all love you, and none of us want to see you hurt yourself," Gretchen explained, hoping her calm voice would make Spinelli realize her problem. But she couldn't have been more wrong.
"Excuse me?" Spinelli asked, angered by her roommate's accusation. "I do not have a problem, I am fine. So I lost weight, and maybe threw up a few times, but it is nothing serious. I can stop whenever I want. I am not one of these girls you see in those health movies!" Spinelli yelled, outraged.
"But you do," Gus told her. "You are too thin, you constantly disappear after you eat, that is if you eat at all, and you overwork yourself at the gym. You may not see it but we do."
"That is the biggest load of bull I have ever heard!" Spinelli yelled, covering her ears to avoid any more accusations. She felt TJ put his arms around her, but she pulled away.
"I thought you were my friend, Teej," she whispered, hurt creeping into her voice. "But you sneak behind my back, you conspire with this bitch," Spinelli nodded toward Ashley Q. "And you expect me to admit to a problem I don't have just because some powderpuff said so? Is she your girlfriend now, is that it? You are finally getting a girl interested in you, and you make her treat me like a piece of shit?"
"Spinelli, no," Ashley Q. spoke up, but shut up once she got the look of death from Spinelli.
"And you, I told you I had a stomach bug, and you have the nerve to tell my friends I have an eating disorder. After you promise not to mention our conversation to anyone? I should of known not to trust you. You are an Ashley, after all."
"Spinelli, she was only trying to help," Vince informed her. "She was worried, and she came to us so we can-----"
"Save it, I am out of here," Spinelli cried out, spinning on her heel and leaving the living room.
"Spinelli, wait!" Mikey called, but it was too late, Spinelli was already gone.
"Nice job, Ashley Q." Vince snapped. "Now she hates us, and it is all your fault. Do you really get your kicks from hurting others, or are you just a soulless little bitch?"
"No, that was what was supposed to happen, she was going to deny it, and then within time, she will be able to admit it. Denial is the first step in cases like this."
"But she is going to hate us forever," TJ said, sitting on the couch in defeat, feeling horrible about tricking his best friend. "Man, this whomps," he thought. "Spinelli hates us, and you just lost the best friend you ever had."
"She may be angry, but in the end, she will hopefully see what we did as a good thing," Ashley Q. assured them.
"I sure as hell hope you are-----"Vince began, but was interrupted by a loud thud outside the Detweiler home.
"What the—"TJ yelled as the five ran to the front door to see what was going on.
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Spinelli sprinted out of the living room and out the door, her eyes blinded by the tears that filled them. How dare they go behind her back, to an Ashley, no less and accuse her of such terrible things. Spinelli shivered from the cold, realizing she had forgotten her jacket in TJ's house. But there was no way she was going back for it now. TJ and all of them could go screw themselves for all she cared. As she walked down the steps in front of TJ's house, she began to feel very weak and dizzy. She grabbed onto the banister, but it was no use. Before Spinelli could even realize what was happening, she had tripped over the bottom step and collapsed to the ground, causing a loud thud that caused five concerned friends to run outside and rush their sick friend to the hospital.
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A/N, What will happen? Will they get to the hospital on time? Will they be able to finally convince Spinelli she has a problem? Will any of the once popular boy bands ever come out with another hit CD, and will anyone even care? Find out by reading and reviewing and following my ever famous golden rule---if you can't say something nice, don't say it at all-----happy reading!!!