Hey Guys! This is my first fanfic, so no flames Por favor! Lol. This is for you Corn-Pops!
Here I kneeled, on the cold bathroom floor. I had just emptied my stomach of my breakfast this morning, two eggs and toast. Suddenly, I heard the door scrape open. I quickly flushed the toilet and wiped my mouth, hoping that however was coming in didn't know what I was doing.
"Miley? Oh! Sorry! Uh, I just had to… you know…. Use the bathroom." Nick stated, blush creeping up his cheekbones.
"Oh! Uh, no problem Nick, I was just…yeah. Um…bye!" I blurt out, rushing from the small room.
Yeah, I know, I had just left Nick, the guy I had the HUGEST crush on. I can't believe it! I mean, sure, I didn't want him to know what I was doing to myself. Well, I don't really think it's a big deal, but other people probably do. I decided since I never finished my business, I would go back into the bathroom once Nick was finished.
"Miley? Uh, I really think we need to talk." Nick stated with an obvious look of nervousness on his face.
"Yeah! What's up?" I answered, attempting to sound alive and bubbly.
"I think you have an eating disorder, I mean, right after you eat, you go to the bathroom and it sounds like you are throwing up!" Nick exclaimed, his nervousness turning into anger.
"I..I mean. Well…It's just… I am fat, Nick!" I yelled, trying to hold back tears.
"I DON'T CARE!!!!! I DON'T THINK YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE DOING!!! I HOPE YOU DIE AND BURN IN HELL!!!!" Nick yelled.
That is when everything went black.
Haha, sorry it sucked guys! My friend Christie and I were talking about how we wanted Miley to get bulimic and die, so I decided to write this! More to come if you want!