a/n-hey guys sry 4 the not updating for a couple days. the stupid thing keeps giving me errors when i try to update, as ive said before. anyway, i know this is an extremely short chapter, but i like it. i won't be able to update til sept. 1st cuz my friends from where i used to live are coming to visit, but you'll have lots of chapters once they leave, i promise :-) anyway, here's the short chapter 10 and ill talk to u guys again once september starts!
Chapter 10: For Oliver
I woke up in a hospital bed, Oliver asleep in a chair right beside me. I was hooked up to some machines, I guess to monitor my breathing. Soon after I awoke, Oliver did too.
"Lilly!" he said, grabbing my hand. "Don't you ever do that to me again!"
"What happened?" I moved over in the bed so he could come sit next to me.
"You couldn't breathe, and then you fainted. I called an ambulance and it picked you up, I rode in it with you. Your mom's cell phone's off, but the hospital got a hold of your dad. He said he can't get here any faster than he's trying to, but he told the hospital to tell me to tell you he loves you."
"Oh…" I said.
"Lilly…you need help." he was still holding my hand.
"No I don't, Oliver. Everything's under control."
"No it's not, Lilly! If you end up in a hospital, it's not under control!"
"Oliver, this is my life, Ok?"
"Lilly, you're being stupid!"
"Don't call me stupid, Oliver! My life is none of your business!"
"It is my business, Lil! I care about you more than anyone in the world, and you can die from eating disorders!" I could die? That wouldn't happen to me…Would it?
"I'm not gonna die, Oliver."
"Lilly, look at me." Oliver ordered. "Now! This is serious, Lil!" I looked him in the eye. "You need help." I looked down but he grabbed my face and turned it towards him again. "You need help." he repeated.
"Help with what? I'm fine."
"Lilly," he looked me directly in the eyes. They were filled with hurt, worry, and pain. Tears welled up in my eyes and soon began to fall. "Please. Hear me out. Last night was the scariest moment of my entire life. So many people die from eating disorders, Lil, and if you were one of them…I honestly don't know what I'd do."
"Oliver, I understand what you're saying, but I'm not gonna die, Ok? I don't need help!"
"Lilly, stop denying it! You need help!"
I looked into his saddened eyes for a long time after that. Then I felt tears stinging my eyes, and I let them fall. "I need help." I sobbed.
He hugged me tight, stroking my hair. "I'm here for you, Lil, and I'm not going anywhere, Ok?" I just held on to him and cried on his shoulder. "You could have died, Lil." he was crying a little now too. "You could have died."
But there was no way I would die. That was impossible. As soon as I get out of this hospital, no matter what anymore makes me eat, I'll throw it up. This hospital thing isn't serious at all. I just need to lose a couple more pounds…and then I'll stop. For Oliver.