Anna POV

"What are you doing?" Rian whispered, horrified.

I slowly got up from the bathroom floor and flushed the toilet, then I closed the lid on it and sat down. Rian closed the door to the bathroom and sat across from me, on the edge of the tub.

"What does it look like?" I snapped.

"I can tell you what it looks like," Rian answered, "but I'm hope I'm not right." I sighed, and Rian looked into my eyes, "you were making yourself sick."

I buried my head in my hands, someone saying it aloud made my condition even more real. In my head I was just tell myself "this isn't happening," and I would brush it off. With Rian saying it, it made me realize I'm crazy.

"I'm sick," I said, disgusted with myself, "and I can't stop."

"Have you tried?" Rian asked.

I slowly nodded my head, "Zack helped me stop a couple of years back, but it only stopped for a couple of months."

"So Zack knows?" Rian inquired.

"Yes," I mumbled, then a thought hit me: Rian and Zack were best friends. "Oh my God," I panicked, "Rian, you can't tell Zack!"

Rian looked at me, "if I promise," he said, slowly, "you have to swear you will stop this. You will eat all three meals, and you will not make yourself sick. You're skinny, you shouldn't be doing this to yourself anyway."

"Okay," I agreed, "I will."

As soon as the words were out of my mouth I knew they were a lie. I've been doing this way to long to stop, plus it was the only thing that made me feel better about myself. But all I had to do was make Rian believe I was keeping my promise, and he wouldn't tell Zack.

"Okay," Rian sighed, then he pulled me into a hug, "I really hope you keep your promise."

I pulled away from his hug and stood up, "I will."

Rian smiled then opened up the bathroom door, and we both left it, going into our separate rooms. When I walked into mine I slipped back into bed, and I laid my head on Alex's chest.

If only I could keep my promise, I thought.

With that thought in my mind I fell asleep.

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*Two Days Later*

I stared at the food on my plate. Pancakes, sausage, eggs, biscuits, and bacon. I internally cringed at the number of calories I would have to eat.

Yesterday I didn't throw up once, to keep Rian pleased, but he left yesterday, along with Jack, so today I was free to throw up.

"Something wrong babe?" Alex asked me, looking at my plate of uneaten food.

"Oh no," I replied, starting to eat some of the eggs, "just not very hungry."

Alex laughed, "you're never hungry. You better start eating more, or your going to waste away on me!"

Zack chuckled, "I was thinking the same thing."

"Guys," I said, slightly whining, "just let it go."

"Whatever," Alex shrugged, kissing my cheek.

"So," Zack stated, and I looked up from the plate to look at him. I knew that tone, it was the "I have something bad to tell you," tone.

I groaned, "what's going on?"

Zack bit his lip, "the band and I have to go out of town for a while."

"Define a while," I replied, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Three months," Alex mumbled.

"What!" I shouted. "Why?"

"To work with the producer to start recording," Zack answered, "I asked if you can go and the producer said maybe. He'll let us know if you can go tomorrow, but I'm sure he will."

"He better," I said, getting up from the table, and placing my plate in the sink, "or I'm going to kick his ass."

Alex laughed, "if I have to I'll smuggle you in. I couldn't be away from you for three months."

Zack groaned, "please don't say that stuff around me."

I rolled my eyes and skipped back over the table, kissing Alex lightly on the lips, "I think it's sweet."

"In other news," Zack said, changing the topic, "the guys are going to be here in five minutes, go get changed."

"Okay," I replied, starting to walk up the stairs to go into my room.

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I walked into the bathroom and locked the door, then I got onto my knees and stuck my fingers into my mouth.

As I threw up my breakfast into the toilet, I smiled, already feeling better.

Rian POV

Jack and I walked into Zack's house, and Alex and Zack were sitting on the couch in the living room, watching T.V.

"Anna's getting ready," Zack said, "when she's down we can leave."

"Sounds good," Jack replied, sitting down on the couch.

"Shit," Alex said, feeling around his pockets, "Rian, can you go get my wallet? It's in Anna's room, on her dresser."

"Why am I your slave?" I asked him, crossing my arms over my chest.

"There's a twenty in it for you," Alex answered.

I rolled my eyes, "fine."

I started walking up the stairs, but I paused by the bathroom. The door was locked, and weird noises were coming from inside it. I pressed my ear to the door and groaned, it was Anna, getting sick.

I ran into her room to get the wallet for Alex, then I sprinted back down the stairs.

"Zack," I said, "can I talk to you for a minute?"

"Sure," he agreed, following me outside. He closed the door, then turned to me, "what's up?"

I sighed, "Anna's making herself sick."

I, paranorama-alchemy wrote this chapter and Elbereth Amandil will write the next one!

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