" A Bittersweet Sick Love"

Chapter 1: First day of School

-Jessica POV-

12 Years Later

"Jes wake up!! You're going to be late for school!"

I groan under my covers, but then all of a sudden I feel cold. I peep my eye open just a bit and notice that my nineteenth year old brother Avi has my bed sheets on the floor. I grab a pillow and throw it at him and lay on my side.

"Fine two can play this game."

I instantly got up too my feet and throw daggers at him. How dare he threaten me with those words.

"You know, if you wanted to wake me up all you could of done was say 'Jess can you please wake up?' And then maybe just maybe I would of woken up." I said sarcastically.

"Oh please Jess we both know that wouldn't work. Now get ready and eat breakfast quickly. I have to drop you off at school."

"Wait Avi!" he stops in his tracks.

"Isn't it funny that just twelve years ago mom woke me up on the first day of school and that same day I met my best friend Violet. And now you're waking me up twelve years later to go to my first day of school of my junior year?"

"Yea time flies by so fast. I miss my little sister. The one that I always used to tease. I wish I can bring back that little demon."

"Oh shut up. You still love me. And I'm still your little demon."

"Yea you are!"

Avi walks out of my room and I quickly go to the bathroom and take a quick fifteen minute shower. I leave the bathroom steaming hot and vapor all over the room. I get out the tub and go check my wardrobe. Since it's my first day of junior year I don't want to be such a scandal. I just grab a white tanktop and black skinny jeans and my cashmere sweater and top it off with my black vans.

To my surprise when I put on my pants it's way to loose from the waist, I try to adjust it and it still doesn't fit. I put two belts on and it's better. I get my bag from the counter and head downstairs to wait for Avi.

"Aren't you going to eat something honey?" My dad asked.

"No dad I'm not hungry. Thank-you."

"But sweetie it's your favorite. Blueberry pancakes."

"Hmm... no thanks dad I'm fine."

"Honey you know that-"

"Dad just STOP!! I'm not hungry and I'm not going to eat."

He looked at me with a sad expression and I know I made him upset.

"I'm so sorry dad for yelling at you. I just got mad that you were trying to convince me to eat, but to make you feel better I will take an apple."

At that point he got happier and, well I couldn't make him sad again so I reluctantly took hold of an apple and took a bite. Once I took the bite, I regretted it, but I wasn't going to let him see that. I smiled at him and he smiled back.

And that's when I felt it coming up. I excused myself and went straight to the bathroom. I instantly threw my stuff and started puking. I made myself puke even harder that eventually blood started coming out. I felt way better after that. I flushed the toilet, washed my hands and when I got out the bathroom Avi was there waiting for me.

"Did you eat something?" he asked.

"Yes." I said half lying.

We got in the car and he started driving. I didn't want to tell him that I puked the bite of the apple nor did I want to tell him that I didn't take my daily pills. He would be one of the first people to scream at me and literally take me back home to at least take 6 bites of food without throwing up. That's a mission impossible.