Disaster, Rachel B and Sam E.

Summary: She starts to realise that maybe their right. Maybe she is a worthless piece of slut. Maybe she is fat. Maybe she doesn't belong in this world. She starts to believe them but just what will this come to?

Chapter 7 – Broken point.

Rachel's POV

I really didn't want to go back to school that morning, but if my attendance got really bad I knew they'd get through to my Father's and then there would be trouble. I had to face the music and make myself look better. Or I could at least try.

I got out of bed at the usual time, and did my hour exercise before my shower. Once I'd finished, I'd gotten in for a quick shower thinking of everything, everyone. I didn't dare look at myself in the mirror, I didn't have time to look at my weight, to see if I'd improved when I knew that I wouldn't have. Every week I gain weight, even though I do everything possible to lose weight. I exercise, I don't eat anything, and I drink lots of water.

What was wrong with me? Why is there so many skinny girls out there? Why can't I be one of them? Why do I have to be obese?

As soon as I got out the shower I got myself dressed, avoiding looking in the mirror. I didn't want to see my ugly face, and my ugly body.

I glanced at my phone to see that Sam had messaged me, letting me know that he's going to pick me up in ten minutes. I smiled, Sam was only the good person in my life right now, but I couldn't tell him anything. He'd run away, and he wouldn't understand. No one would.

I quickly applied my make-up and put my hair up whilst putting my jeans and top on. I couldn't possibly wear a skirt, it would be too noticeable.

I went downstairs and got myself a bottle of water before standing outside and waiting for Sam to arrive. All of a sudden I fell back a step, nearly tripping on the pavement as a shooting pain appeared in my side. I grabbed my side instantly and groaned in pain.

The voice in my head started, that's the pain for not doing good enough this morning. You need to do more exercise Rachel, do you want to lose it or gain it?!

I stopped the tears before they could even threaten to come out. I tried not to listen to them, I couldn't, if I listened, I would never go to school.

I took a few deep breaths until eventually the pain went away. I stood up straight as Sam's car came driving on the porch outside my house.

I walked over to him, fake smile already showing,"Hey Sam."

"Morning beautiful." Sam replied.

You'll never be beautiful, Rachel. He's lying.

I didn't answer Sam as he opened the door for me and went back to his side of the car. I just looked to one side of the car and waited for him to start driving.

"So, my mum wanted to know if you'd like to come for dinner tonight. And, well, I'd like to know, as well." Sam asked.

I looked at him for a moment, he had some sort of expression on his face that I couldn't understand what it was. Why was he looking at me like that? Was he still wary of me? Last week when my Father's had come from their business trip, I'd told them a lie and said I was spending time with Sam instead of going out with them, and Sam found it. He hasn't questioned me about it, but I'm sure he will at some point.

"I can't, I have too much work to catch up on, sorry." I replied giving him half a smile.

He raised an eyebrow whilst driving and said,"I can help you with that Rachel, it's not a problem."

I shook my head, this wasn't what I wanted. "No, its fine, I prefer to do things by myself anyway."

Sam nodded slowly as if he had something else on his mind.

Eventually, we arrived at school and before I knew it I was out of Sam's car and rushing to the bathroom. I could feel sick in my throat, and I didn't want to embarrass myself in front of the whole school. That was the last thing I needed in my life – they already hated me.

I heard Sam calling my name but I couldn't look back. Afraid that I would spew up everywhere or even on him, I just couldn't do it.

As soon as I was in the toilets, I quickly locked myself in a cubicle and spewed up everywhere. I fell on the floor, weak, I literally had no energy. I couldn't get up. My head fell on to the side of the toilet, I could feel myself shaking all of a sudden and then my eyes closed and I didn't remember much after that….

Sam's POV

There was something bothering Rachel. And I just couldn't understand what it could be. She seemed so distant, quite a lot of the time actually. I really liked her, I felt like I could connect to her so much more than any other girl. But there was something she was keeping from me… something she doesn't want anyone to know. I could just feel it in the air… there was tension.

And how she lied to her Father's the other week… how she rushed out of the car, and her weight. She looks too thin to be healthy. What could this be?

Maybe I needed to tell someone about this. To try and help Rachel, she obviously needed it. And I'd tried to support her, but nothing was working. I'd try and talk to her about personal stuff but she'd shut down before she could even open up.

First, I wanted to check that she was alright. She'd looked so ill, I had to go in the toilets after her… I just couldn't leave her. I ran after her, and with weird looks I ran in the toilets and banged on every cubicle door until most of them shouted rude words back to me and one didn't say a word. Which explained a lot. It explained Rachel.

"Rachel? Are you in here? I…I know you are, I seen you run in here!" I said.

I banged on the door a couple more times but still there was no answer. It was as if no one was in there.

"Rachel, let me in!" I raised my voice louder but still there were no answer.

"Excuse me, but shouldn't you be in the gents toilets?" A girl with blonde hair raised her eyebrows not looking impressed.

"I'm… I'm trying to get through to someone."

She rolled her eyes, "Well the girl in there hasn't made a sound since she was sick. She's probably pregnant so she must be asleep." The girl replied and twirled her hair and walked out of the toilets.

How dare she judge someone without even knowing who they are. I banged on the cubicle door one more time until I decided to just try and break it down, hoping that she weren't just ignoring me or something but hoping there was nothing bad either….

I broke the cubicle door but as I did I tripped over Rachel's shoes as I looked down and realised Rachel was lying on the floor unconscious.

"Rachel?! Rachel, are you… are you awake?!"

No answer. She wasn't breathing properly either… I felt scared. I wasn't expecting this… at all.

I stood up, I quickly picked Rachel up in my arms and ran out the toilets shouting for help, praying that someone, anyone could help her… help me.

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A/N. Quite a short chapter! But I hope you enjoyed. Going to sleep now as I have college tomorrow, I will try and update quick but it's hard with my college, placement AND work schedule…. *yawn* good night.