Mkayy I forgot to say earlier that Jay and Alex are broken up but their friends now. And Amy and Alex are friends.

Please review x33

i don't own degrassi or it's characters. but it'd rock like the dickens if i did haha

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Emma sat in front of the toilet... thinking about what she was about to do. It's not like she wasn't used to it, throwing up after she ate, but sometimes when she did it she wondered exactly what kept her going on with it. Of course, the obvious answer was Elizabeth. Elizabeth hadn't made her started, oh no Emma started all on her own, but when Elizabeth found out she sure as hell didn't make Emma quit. In fact, it was quite the opposite, if Emma didn't throw up after eating then Elizabeth would make her, by maybe forcing 3 bottles of vodka down Emma's throat, thus causing her to throw up and pass out.

Thinking about it did nothing. No doubts or anything. Some people binge and purge to lose weight, others do it because they have problems at home. Emma started it to lose weight, then she was forced to continue, hence the problems at home.

Jay heard the faint sounds of vomiting from his seat in the living room.

"Yo. Cal? What's that sound?" He asked.
"Oh that? Thats just Emma throwing up," Cal replied as if it were nothing.

"Is she sick? Did one of those guys give her something?"

"No, she always throws up after she eats, if she actually eats for once," Cal smirked and continued his conversation and his flirting with Alex.

Midnight came, and Emma decided to go into the basement and watch TV.

Cal, Jay, Alex, Sean, Towerz, and Amy were all sitting in the kitchen, which coincidently Emma had to pass through to get to the stairs.

"Come here for a midnight snack, eh?" Cal smirked.

"Go to hell, Cal. I'm hungry." Emma replied back, looking expressionless.

"What's the point? You're only going to throw it up in like 20 minutes," Cal asked.

"Usually, in binging and purging, you have to binge first. Dumbass." Everyone stopped and looked at Emma. Realizing what she said she ran downstairs.

About thirty minutes later, there was a knock on the basement door, with Cal and everyone asking if they could come downstairs and hang out. Emma went and opened the door for them.

"Hey, y'all. I'm just watching Boy Meets World," She sat down and laughed at one of the jokes on the show.

Cal sat next to her.

"So, you throw up yet bulimia princess?" Cal was always teasing her, he knew that it got to her.

"Shut the fuck up, Cal," Emma retorted back.

"No. I want you to admit it, admit that your bulimic. That's the first step to helping you deal anyways."

"Ha. Like you even care if I deal or not. What-the-fuck-ever." Emma stood up.

"Fuck you, Cal. Okay you guys? I'm fucking bulimic. Is that what you want to hear? Perfect little miss greenpeace either doesn't eat or throws up after if she does! Woop-de-fucking-do." Emma ran upstairs with tears in her eyes.

Jay followed her up to her room.

"Why are you doing this to yourself? Do you think you're fat or something?" He yelled.

"You don't know me, Jay. You don't know or understand one thing about me. You think I'm fucking bulimic by choice? I may have started it by myself but if I had a say in it I'd have been finished with it years ago. No Jay. Elizabeth makes me do it. Are you fucking happy now?" She shouted back as she kneeled down and stuck her fingers down her throat as far as they could go.

Jay was speechless, but then did the only thing he could do to help: He held her hair back as she purged.