Painting Flowers

Dammit

Alex's POV.

I looked down at the new cuts in my hip. You can see my ribs now.

I'm supposed to visit Jack today but what can I wear to make it not obvious that I haven't been eating.

I put on my skinny jeans and a gray v neck. I sighed and headed out.

"Hello. How can I help you?"

"I'm here to visit Jack Barakat."

"Okay, come with me"

We walked down to the visiting room. I saw Jack's hair and a smile grew across my face.

"Jacky! Omg!" I ran up and hugged him.

"You're skinnier..." He whispered in my ear.

"Baby don't worry about me. How are you?"

"Sessions are helping. My roommate is very nice. He helps me too"

"That's great baby!"

"I have a week left here"

"I can't wait to have you back"

"When I called what were you doing?"

I didn't speak.

"Alex! What were you fucking doing?!"

"Cutting..."

"Why?"

"I hate myself for sending you here. I miss the cuddles. I miss you baby. I'm sorry for making you go here."

He leaned over the table and kissed me.

"I'm going to sign you out. You can come home" he smiled and kissed me again.

We walked to the nurse together.

"I signed him in and I would like him to sign out. I think he's good now"

"Are you sure?" The nurse seemed considered.

"Yes" I smiled and signed the papers.

He ran to his room and packed up his clothes. He said goodbye to Jeremy and ran to the car yelling freedom. He's so cute.

I can't wait to have him home.