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"You've lost three pounds in twelve days Troy…" The doctor announces and Troy's lips curls up to a winning smile. "You see this as a victory?" He question Troy. He motions for Troy to get dressed and he steps of the scale and pulls on his sweat pants and sweat shirt. The thick cotton covering his bony body.

"Every single gram I lose is victory!" Troy speak no emotion was slipping out and he was glad for that. He had learned that doctors used every emotion they could get a hold of and use it against them, so they would gain the weight again! Doesn't work on him and never will work on him! He is stronger then that he knows it.

The doctor look at him with disappointment in his eyes, Troy didn't know if he had something on his face or if it was just for the fact he disagreed on his method on losing weight. He was pretty sure it was the second idea.

"Your psychologist will come by today and you two will have your first session…" The word psychologist made his body cringe, he had to force him self to not push him self out of the share at walk out that room and call the doctor names. The doctor must have notice this small movement on his body because he opens his mouth to speak again. "Troy… We need to sort things out why you have gotten Anorexia!" The doctor says sternly.

"How can you sort something out when there is nothing wrong with you?" He questions the doctor. The silence fell over the room; the only thing that was heard was the inhales and exhales of the males and the soft sound of the friction when the doctor wrote something down on his notepad. "Can I go now?" He asks looking at the doctor who nods. He pushes him self out of the wooden chair and a face of pain appears on Troy's pale face. His body strength wasn't like it had been once and forcing your self up hurt his bone sense every part of muscle and fat had disappeared from his body. The doctor asks if he wants help but instead of taking it, Troy snaps a rude no to him and starts linking to his room with paining bones.

Karen's parents was in the room when he came in and he just walks in and lays down in the bed trying to ignore the curious looks from the people on the other side of the room. He felt like he was a freak show.

He picks up a book and starts reading it with fake interest pretending that people wasn't looking at him. He don't know how long he read he don't remember maybe he fell a sleep or just zoned out he just didn't know. It wasn't until an old raspy voice called his name.

"That's me" He mumbles.

"I am Doctor Matthew Froder! And I am your psychologist!" He says in a professional voice. Troy sighs and knows he has to get up from the bed now. "Would you be so kind and fallow me?" He asks the boy. Troy nods and tries with as mush ease as possible come up form the bed without hurting him self in any form. A thought he had during late nights was if the bone could cut though the skin? He didn't wanna ask anyone but he thought about it a lot. After using a big amount of energy he was finally up from the bed and was fallowing the psychologist to a small room in the northern side of the unit he was in.

He sits down in a old blue arm chair and Matthew sits down across him looking at Troy with exploring eyes and it made him feel uncomfortable. His bright green eyes, that was slightly covered by his black hair, looking him up and down. Troy pushed him self as far back in the arm chair as he could making him self small, he pulled up his knees to the chest protecting him self from potential danger this man could do to him.

"So your name is Troy Bolton? Am I correct?" Matthew asks him softly. Troy nods slowly to him scared to make any noise that might trigger anger or something that could hurt him self. "You have been in here for almost two week and lost three pounds sense you've been in here?" Troy nods slowly again. "You can talk… I am not gonna bite you!" He says softly but his voice was laced with something else, something that Troy couldn't put his finger on what it was.

"How long do I need to stay here?" He asks suddenly feeling caged in the small room.

"You and I are talking one hour once a week…" He explains. "So Troy have you many friends?" Matthew begins; Troy assumed that this was the start for his investigation why he had Anorexia.

"Yes… I have many friends that care for me!" He mutters was this how he was supposed to spend his afternoon talking to a moron who knew the reasons why he had started this? It wasn't like they understood how it was to be fat! They only disagrees on his methods and want to stuff food down his throat and then he wouldn't be a burden anymore.

Troy's phone vibrated and he took it up and saw he had received a text from Chad. He smiles and reads it.

How's it going?

Miss you like crazy in school!

People are talking!

But I'll beat the shit out of

People of I haft to xP

I think I am stopping by

In a few days but until then

Make sure you eat and get better!

Troy groans at the last part "Make sure you eat!" He didn't want to eat! He didn't want to force down the disgusting substance and make him fat again. He worked far to hard to let it all go to waste. He don't reply as he feels the burning eyes of his psychologist on him. "I would appreciate if you were focusing on me instead of the cell phone Troy…" He says with scary calm voice it sent chills down his back.

"Yeah sure… Sorry.." He mumbles not really being sorry, because he didn't want to be here. He felt the bony hand on his knee and he looks up seeing that Matthew was sitting on the edge of his chair and smiles warmly to Troy.

"I know this is hard for you and you don't believe that you are sick… Every patient that is diagnosed with Anorexia Nervosa or Bulimia Nervosa is believing the lie they have told everyone else…" His hand was travelling down his thigh rubbing it slowly, and action Troy didn't like and hoped he would end with soon enough. "I just hope you will understand the danger with this and I want you to be healthy…" He says.

Troy swallows air and then he gets out from the arm chair on his way out of the room, his hand hit the doorknob when Matthew spoke up. "They wont believe you…" He says knowing that Troy will tell someone about the touch he had gotten from him. The tears was burning inside his eyelids he just started to hate this place even more!

He was helping a younger child drawing a picture for her parents.

That made him wonder when his was coming for a visit, they hadn't been here sense they left him two week ago and he was waiting for Chad to come by. And the thought of Chad coming by warmed him up on the inside like it had been in the beginning when he and Gabriella had dated. Maybe he was really falling for Chad after all.

"I want the red crayon because mommy loves red flowers!" The dark blonde girl named Louise exclaims happily and Troy reach over the table to grab the red crayon so she can colour her flowers she had been drawing for the last ten minutes. Also he was drawing a little but mostly doodling a sketch he could use later. "What are you drawing?" She asks curiously.

"No idea… Just doodling a little…" He smiles to the little girl.

"Can I look?" She asks happily and he just sighs and hand her the sketch of something he wasn't really sure him self what it was. "What is it?" She asks after turning it around.

"I am not sure yet but I know it is a person…" He smiles making her giggle.

"Can you draw a picture of me?!" She begs.

"I am not that good at it but I guess I could give it a try…" He smiles weakly. "But we'll do it later… I think its time for you to run some new tests…" He says and tries to smile. No one really knew what was wrong with her and that made he even more sad sense she was such a lovable girl.

"You promise you will do it later?!" She asks him suspicious.

"Yes I promise! We will do after dinner okay!" He smiles to her and she nods edger to Troy then she skips away. He starts collecting the crayons and paper that was laying all over the table. As soon as he was done It was only the picture that girl had drawn laying on the table.

"Thought you didn't like kids…" He familiar voice, he spins around and sees his father standing there. He smiles weakly to him.

"Where is mom?" He asks already knowing the answer. Probably on one of her many business trips. Troy thinks bitterly and walks to over to his father. "Why haven't you came earlier?" He question hurt.

"I don't know actually she and I are… we are on a break…" His father says slowly looking into his sons eyes looking for any sign of him being upset or hurt. "I've tried but I just haven't had the time… I am sorry Troy I wanted to but stuff always got in the way…" His father explains sadly.

"Yeah what ever!" He mumbles.

"So have you gained any weight?" His father asks hopefully looking at his son.

"Lost three pounds in two weeks…" He announce happily, his fathers face dropped. It was gonna be harder then he thought for his son to gain weight. Wasn't the staff supposed to make sure he eat and it stays down!? If he could hide it from his parents for almost four months why wouldn't h be able to his it from the hospital staff?

"Troy.." He begins. His son looking away knowing he will get a lecture about eating. "Why are you doing this to your self?" His father asks gently, placing a hand on his bony shoulder.

"I am doing it because it is necessary…" He explains to his father that didn't seem to understand the message his son was sending to him. "Easy dad… You got extra weight you get rid of it!" He says simply, his fathers eyes begun to water.

"And if you don't have extra weight?" He question.

"You don't have to lose weight…" Troy explains slowly.

"Then why are you doing it!?" Jack sounds angry. He looks at his son waiting for him to answer. Troy inhales a deep breath before he opens his mouth and speak.

"Because I have weight I need to get rid of… Don't you see it?! Extra chins! Blown up face! Why did you never tell me how I looked?!" He asks hurt. He crosses his arms over his tiny chest.

"Because you were pure muscle mass Troy! The only fat that existed on your body was the fat that protects your organs… Other then that you were raw muscle!" Jack explains to his hurting son. He hated him to se his son so fragile and small.

"No I wasn't… You think I needed to diet if I was raw muscle!?" He questions his father harshly. "Just go I need to fix something before dinner!" He mumbles and leave his father standing there looking after his son. Both Nick and Emma had seen this conversation and Nick thought it was awful that he still tries to push everyone away and Emma found it great because she really needed her friend!

Chad was sitting in school a few days later doodling on his note book. People had tried to figure out were their superstar was. But he kept his mouth shut not even his friends knew… It wasn't his place to tell it was Troy's and when he felt ready he could do that but until then he didn't say a word about it.

"Mr Danforth!" The teacher's voice schooled his absent behaviour, Chad nods and gets on with his history work they had been assigned. A little piece of paper landed on his desk he unfolded it and read through it quickly.

Where is Troy?

Cheer-squad!

He folds the paper again and throws it on the floor ignoring the questions. They all wanted to know the truth what had happened with him but it wasn't his place to tell the school that their superstar have Anorexia and Troy would be pissed if he found out that Chad had told everyone about his condition, a condition he him self refused to realise the seriousness in. He sighs relived when he can leave the class room to go to search for his friends that also waited for him to break the news about Troy.

"Hey Chad… You okay?" Taylor's soft voice asks gently he nods and hears Taylor sighs, she wanted more answers then that and they both knew it.

"I can't tell you were he is Tay… It is not my place to tell…" He explains as if he had read her mind she nods understanding and he smiles warmly to her. "Thanks Tay…" He hugs her quickly showing that he really meant it.

"Just inform me if he survive this or not okay?" She says half serious half joking. He nods and she smiles to him again, he leaves to go to his locker and find his books for his next lesson.

He was staring at the scale as it would attack him any second now. It was his daily weighing. To see if he have gained any weight.

"Troy you just keep loosing weight…" The doctor says disappointed. Troy had lost six pounds in three weeks and four days.

"And that is supposed to be a bad thing?" He asks doubting. The doctor just sighs and helps Troy up from the chair and into his room. The doctor sits down on the edge of the bed and looks at Troy before talking. "Something else you wanna say?" Troy question the old man sitting on the side of his bed

"Emma died Troy..." The doctor look harsh at the boy that was almost the same white colour as the bed sheets he was resting on. "And you will to if you don't put you act together!" He says even harder then before, Troy's lifeless eyes was scanning the doctor, trying to find out if he was joking or not, but not one sign of a joke was to be found in his face.

"So you want me to start eating just because you are treating me?" He asks looking at the doctor, that was shocked by the answer, did he not get it? He was gonna die at the age of 17 if lucky 18 if he didn't start to eat!

"I am not treating! I am telling you the honest truth! A truth I thought you wanted to know, but if that is the way you feel about this I would like to tell you that I saw you before you were sick, and it scares me to see you like this... But its your life your choice... All I do is treat you, if you accept my help I will help you to be healthy again, but if you don't then there is nothing else I can do for you Mr. Bolton..." The doctors says, he gets up from the bed and leave Troy in his own thoughts, when he was about to go out the door he hears the weak voice..

"How many pounds do I need to gain so I can get the hell out of here?" Troy asks, feeling a determination to win this battle.

The doctor smiles to the young boy and sits down on the edge of the bed again and begins to explain the situation to him and it was better for him to eat little and it stayed down instead of eating and the throw it up again. The doctor pulled him up to a full body mirror and the truth hit him hard.

He was the same skeleton Emma was… Were… He corrected him self she was dead now and the same thing could happen to him. He didn't want to die yet! He loved life to mush for it and leaving Chad behind him not knowing his true feelings for him, he bit his lower lip nervously. He had no idea what to say to the doctor sense he felt stupid. Stupid because he had done something so stupid like this but inside him it was still war. Two sides fighting to win and he just didn't know witch side that would win this final battle.

The gathers everybody on the unit later that day in the TV-room and waited for everybody to calm down and be quiet.

"We wanted to inform you that Emma passed away last night… We know that a few of you take her death really hard and we want you to know that we are here to listen and answer questions if you need that…" The nurse explains while the little children was talking among them self.

Emma was dead.

The words hit him harder now then they had before. Was he gonna end up the same way?

Troy was curled up in the armchair and his parents was sitting in a couch listing to the psychologist words and Troy was scared that he would try something again, like he always did on their sessions.

"And Troy has started eating but we don't know if he fools us or actually does it because he realize the seriousness in this situation!" Matthew explains for his parents and keeps his eyes directly on them instead of Troy witch Troy was ecstatic over, he hated the dirty looks he received from him and he wanted an other psychologist but he didn't knew who he should turn to.

His parents were nodding at the psychologists words showing that they understood what he was saying. He saw his mother glance at her arm-watch and gets up from the armchair and leave them, that action had hurt like hell in his bony legs but he was just so pissed that his mom never could leave her fucking work. He was walking with limping steps to his room tears was treating to fall, his parents was shouting after him to come back.

But why should he care when they didn't!? He just wanted life be like it had been before and not like now when he had to compete with his mothers work for attention. He understood he couldn't have their attention all the time but right now it wasn't like he was worthy their attention. He limped into his room and saw Karen sitting in her bed reading a book. She looked up and saw Troy shaking back on his bed.

"You okay?" She asks carefully and puts away her book.

"I am crying on my bed what the hell do you think?!" Troy mutters from his position on the bed and then the silence filled the room only Troy's sobs was heard, Karen wanted to do something but couldn't figure out what she would do. She was simply not good with situations like these. So instead of trying to make him feel better with words of pity she simply lay back on her bed and continued reading her book.

His parents and Matthew was storming the room seeing the teenage boy laying there crying badly. "Troy…" His father starts of slowly.

Troy gets up in a sitting position and starts screaming "Get out! GET OUT! I DON'T WANT YOU HERE JUST GET FUCK OUT OF HERE GO TO JAPAN SPAIN DO WHAT EVER THE FUCK YOU WANT BECAUSE I DON'T CARE ANYMORE!!! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" They nods slowly listing to their sons request, but Matthew walked over to him and put a hand on his shoulder and whispers something in his ear making Troy choke his breath. Now he was scared.

"Cause anymore scenes and it will be your last…"

Why the hell did he get him self in this shit?! Why?! Why was he stupid enough to listen to Darbus?! When have he ever listened to her before?! So why was it different now?!

He felt like hormonal bitch right now, all the emotion a human could carry was rushing around his blood system. Anger, sadness, confusion, love, jealousy, betrayal and hope and if you mix these together you feel like a hormonal bitch.

And he hated it!

He hated not having full control over his feelings!

He hated not having control over his life!

Louise peeked inside seeing Troy crying, she wasn't sure what to do so she went to her room and got her teddy bear then she was walking to Troy again. "You can barrow Barney if you are sad…" She offers and lays the teddy bear on his bed, Troy's head shot up to se what Barney was.

"I am fine Louise thanks though…" He says wiping his tears from his now blood shoots eyes. Louise climbed up in the bed and sat across from Troy looking at him.

"Mommy says if you are sad you should try to smile and then everything will be better!" Louise happily encourage.

"It's not that easy Louise…. I have big kids problem something you will understand when you are older…" He explains to her and she looks at him weirdly. "You wouldn't understand right now… It is complicated." He says again trying to make her forget about his crying.

"Okay!" Louise says. "They are showing The little mermaid in the TV room do you wanna watch it with me?! Pretty please?!" She begs and Troy sighs and agrees that he will watch the stupid movie. Even though the rest of the group was enjoying the movie he was forcing him self not to fall asleep.

"Did your therapy session go well Troy?" Nick was asking and Troy tilted his up so he could look at Nick.

"Define well…" Troy says and looks down and Nick sighs feeling bad for Troy knowing that it couldn't have been good when he spoke those words.

"You wanna talk about it?" Nick asks gently.

"What is there to talk about? Mom wants work more then me… That is the truth the end of the story…" Troy says and turn his attention to the TV looking when Ariel's father was searching for her when she had become human.

Maybe he should be come mermaid then maybe his parents would notice he needs them…

Only maybe though…