AN: I was going to abandon this story, and I still might, but here's a chapter. I'm definitely not abandoning Cabot's Secret Hell, even if it takes me awhile to update it,
I really fucked it up this time, didn't I my dear.
Olivia woke up, she walks into my torture chamber.
"Alex?" She calls and then finds me. "Are you sick?"
Lie! Don't tell her how disgusting you are.
"Must of been something I ate."
Good, good.
"Then why do you have a toothbrush in your hand."
Figure something out if you tell her she'll leave you.
"Um ah" I stutter.
"Lex, you don't need to lie to me."
She's right, I shouldn't lie to her, I love her, even with her scars, she'll love me even with him.
"In my last 2 years of high school and my first 2 years of college I was anorexic " I begin to sob again.
"Give me the toothbrush" she commands and grabs the bile covered instrument and tosses it in the trashcan. "Why did you start again."
Don't tell her, Alexandra, you're too broken for her. She's broken too she'll leave you.
"Shut up!" I yell, out loud this time
Olivia looks like a kicked puppy, and then I explain "I'm not talking to you, I'm talking to him."
"Him?" Her eyebrows twist in confusion
"I- I decided to think of the thoughts as a person. It helped me compartmentalize."
"Okay,"
"This is bad. I know it is."
She looks at me, smiles weakly and says "We'll get through this" and places her hand on mine.