Her hands felt cold and sweaty....and shaky. She walked faster and ran down the steps to the rehearsal room she usually chose to confide herself into. Beth was one of the popular girls in university. No, she wasn't some star let, neither did her hotness make boys go weak on the knees, her father wasn't stinking rich and well...she definitely wasn't a hippie. She was just the carefree-no-worries kind of person, too loveable and too adorable.
She was in her third semesters, an art student of the finest of fine arts colleges in London. She had nothing to complain in life. She had a happy family, and everyone in college loved her....everyone but herself. And this hadn't happened for long....There was no reason she could possibly hate herself....there was nothing wrong with her, i mean no one is flawless, but nothing why she could punish herself into starvation till she could count her rib bones....but it happened.
Rachel ran into the room.
'Beth, what are you doing here ?? I have been looking for you all over.'
'Ah sorry...was just wanting to be by myself for a while.'
'You can do that later. We need you in the other rehearsal room right away. The showcase is tomorrow.'
'Just give me some time Rachel, I'll be there in ten minutes. I just need to..'
'Are you feeling sick ??'
'Rachel, for God's sake please. Not you now. I am not sick. I am not freaking sick', Beth screamed.
'Stop screaming at me. Its not me, everyone says that.', Rachel turned red with every word she yelled.
'Let everyone say what they have to, they are lame and stupid, I am just trying to..',Beth couldnt finish.
'Trying to do what Beth ?? Tell me what ?? Tell me right now...Your mum thinks your sick, the teachers, your friends, everyone around you, look at your eyes, the veins are redder than ever, and you never had dark circles untill last month. This purging is not helping. Whats going on? You dont eat and you sit all by yourself in this dark room. I need to know, I am your best friend, Your killing yourself and i am just watching you do it', Rachel yelled back.
'Dont you yell at me, I know what i am doing, I am fine, I am fine damn it. I dont need your advice right now. and i dont care what others think. I am fine...I am..I am right ?? YES...i am..O my God..'....She held her stomach in her clutches and sat down crying out with pain.
'Oh no...Is it the pain again??' Rachel ran to her best friend.
Beth was panting for breath, she scratched the walls and her nails made an ugly sound, her eyes turned red and she was gasping for breath, her lips lost color and her face turned paler than ever. Her hands shook like they has no bones in them and with the inaudible voice she cried. 'Take me to the bathroom Rachel, Please.'
Rachel almost lifted her best friend up in her arms and carried her to the bathroom.
And even before she could settle herself steady, she threw up, she threw up water that smelt of bad acid, the white floor tiles was sprinkled with red and dark red. Rachel stood horrified.
Beth covering her mouth with her one hand and the other almost tearing her hair off with pain, she moaned and looked with despair and shock. Her hands trembling. Rachel hugged her warm in her arms. Beth cried louder. With heavy panting breath she looked up at her whispering with pain, 'Am i going to die Rachel?? Am i going to die??'
