After my long talk with Dr. Mary about my eating habits, vomiting and such, I was told that I indeed had an eating disorder. I, of course, told her that she was absolutely crazy because I definitely did not have one. She then told me that I would have to start going for counseling and other types of treatment so that I could become better instead of getting worse. But there is no way that I have an eating disorder so, what's the point? Then she proceeded to give my parents a paper containing some contact information for some therapist and told them that I should probably start going soon.

And thanks to that little conversation, as soon as I got home, my mom started telling me that I had to go for those sessions. "Lana sweetie, you have to listen to the doctor and go!" My mother said to me.

"No mom she's wrong I'm not sick!" I replied.

"Honey you have to listen to her, she knows what she's talking about. She's a professional and one of the best in the country."

"I don't care. She's made a mistake this time. I'm not going and you can't make me!" With that I stormed off to my room.

I ended up not coming out of my room for the next two days despite my parents constant banging on my bedroom door. The only time I went out of my room was in the night and that was only after they went to sleep, just to get water so I didn't die.

Unfortunately the next day was a Monday and I had to go to school because I seriously can't afford my grades slipping any lower than they already are. Did I ever mention that I'm not very good at studies? I don't fail, but I only get pretty average marks.

After getting ready, I managed to slip out of my house without any contact with my parents besides the obvious 'I'm going to school' thing that I yelled out before leaving. When I got to school I managed to avoid seeing Sierra as I was still hurt from what she said the last time I had seen her. But at the end of the day, I noticed her surrounded by a huge group of people that I assumed were some of her seemingly never ending list of friends, and unfortunately I had to pass them in order to get to the door to leave.

As I was walking past them, I heard one of Sierra's friends talking to her about me. So I discreetly stopped and began to listen to their conversation. "It's great that you finally ditched that lame friend of yours Sea!" One of her friends said happily.

"Yeah we all wondered what you even saw in her!" Another of her friends said.

"Well, after all the lies she kept trying to feed me about all of you guys, I couldn't just sit back and listen, now could I?" Sierra replied.

"Oh what did she say about us Sea?" Another girl named Celia I think, said. I don't really know any of Sierra's other friends. There were always way too many to try and remember names for. And there was no point anyway since all of them bullied me equally. Anyway, back to what they were saying.

"Oh just some stuff about how you guys bully her when I'm not looking and other stupid stuff like that," Sierra replied waving the matter off like it was no big deal.

"Wow! Was she that jealous of us that she had to make up some silly little lie about us to try and scare you into hating us? What a horrible thing to do!" said another one of her friends.

"I'm not jealous of any of you guys!" I blurted out and suddenly all the attention was on me.

"Oh please! We all know you were so scared of losing Sierra that you blatantly lied to her face," a girl named Sarah said.

"I wasn't lying and you know it! You were one of the people who made fun of me whenever Sierra wasn't looking," I replied feeling extremely annoyed at their accusations.

"Are you kidding me Lana? Sarah here has always been so nice to you!" Sierra said interrupting my argument with Sarah.

"She was only nice to me when you were around. As soon as you left she would start telling me how ugly and worthless I was and how I didn't even deserve you as a friend, let alone a best friend!" I shouted.

"Lana, stop lying to me all the time! Look at yourself, do you really think I would believe you. You're one person and there are more than twenty people you're accusing who deny it completely! Who do you expect me to believe?" Sierra shouted back at me.

"Maybe you should believe your best friend Sierra or was I ever really your best friend? Were you just acting or something? Have you been faking our friendship this whole time? Because it sure as hell feels like it if you can't even trust me enough to know that I'm telling you the truth! To know that I would never lie about something that affects me this much!" I yell back almost in tears.

"Sorry Lana but I just can't believe you no matter what you say. I wish I could, but I can't. It's just too impossible. These are my friends too Lana and I know they're incapable of something as terrible as bullying," Sierra said to me, shaking her head.

"Well I'm sorry to see that you trust them so much despite them being in the wrong when you can't even trust me a little bit," I say softly before walking out of the schools doors.

As soon as I got home I went up to my room and started crying into my pillow. [gif] I had just lost the only friend I had ever had and probably will ever have. I mean, after all we've been through, she threw away our friendship so easily. Was I ever actually her best friend or was it just in my head that we were?

After crying for a long time that felt like hours, I realized that I needed something to calm me down and get me back to normal. So I got up and went downstairs to see if there was anything sweet to eat. I knew I shouldn't have even looked but I needed something to get my mind off of my sadness. But surprisingly, I found nothing sweet.

So, unable to think of anything else to do...... I vomited. When I finished vomiting, I actually felt at peace with myself. I felt like I was finally calm, as if everything was perfectly alright. But then I realized it. How could doing something as disgusting as vomiting 'calm me down'? The answer is it couldn't. It shouldn't. Right? But then, why was I feeling so at peace when I finished vomiting? Maybe something is wrong with me. Maybe I am sick. Maybe I do have an eating disorder. Wait no! I couldn't have one. I just couldn't. It's not possible, right?
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[A/N]

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