The next morning I was awoken by someone who was gently shaking my arm. I shook my head, knowing it was the nurse who was giving me my medication and god knows what else.

"I don't want it" I mumbled.

I heard her sigh, "Nikaila, you have to take it. You want to get better, don't you?"

"Nope, please leave" I said, not opening my eyes.

I heard her sigh once more and leave the room. I laid in bed so numb and empty, if someone came running into my room, I wouldn't care if he shot me. I didn't even want to do anything except lie in bed and stare at the ceiling. I was exhausted, not even days of sleep would give me the energy to do the things I loved before. I was just an empty body taking up a hospital bed for someone who really needed it.

The door opened, and I didn't bother turning my head to see who it was. I knew it was the doctor looking down at me with a frown on his face and my big folder in his hand.

"The nurse told me you are refusing your medication Nikaila. Do you want to tell me why?" he asked me.

"Because I suck at life" was all I said.

"You don't suck at life, you're just very sick. Your heart is so close to giving out as well" he responded.

I shrugged, did I look like I cared?

"Can I leave? I want to go home please. Just give me the paper work so I can leave this hospital" I replied, still not looking at him.

"So you want to leave, even though you're close to dying in a place that will get you better again" he said, concerned.

"Yup" I said, popping the p.

He shook his head, obviously pissed off and left the room to hopefully grab the papers. When I heard the door shut, I closed my eyes and ended up drifting to sleep. I woke up a few hours later and looked over at Vic who was sitting in the chair beside me, and let's just say he was not happy at all.

"Hi" I whispered. He pursed his lips at me and shook his head slowly. I gulped and avoided looking into his disappointed eyes. We sat in very uncomfortable silence, I counted to about 300 when he finally slammed his hand on the chair rest causing me to jump.

"Why are you refusing anything the doctor gives you Kai? And this" he held up the papers, "what the hell. Everyone knows you're not well enough to even walk out of here. And to leave the one place that can help you? Why are you giving up?!" he yelled.

I swallowed the hard lump in my throat and blinked away the tears. Vic looked so angry and hurt, I just wanted to give him a hug and tell him I'm sorry and that I would do anything for him. But I already made up my mind that I was letting him go, he didn't deserve to be with someone like me. I couldn't drag him down anymore.

"Leave please. Don't ever come back" I spat through my teeth.

He leaned back, obviously taken by surprise. We stared at each other for a couple of seconds before I looked away, refusing to let the tears fall. I heard him get off the chair and sat beside me taking my hand. My heart broke into a million pieces when he touched me, and it hurt even more that knowing this was the last time I would see him.

"Don't do this Kai. I can help you, I want to help you, the guys want to help you too. You just need to keep fighting and let us in. Please" he whispered. I shook my head, this time, I didn't stop the tears from flowing. I yanked my hand back and looked at him dead in the eyes.

"I said, I want you to leave, I don't want you ever coming back. We are done Victor" I said seriously.

His face and looked at me like I slapped him across the face. "You don't meant that" he whispered, his voice broke at the end.

At this point I was desperate for him to leave, I felt as though my shell was going to crack but I needed to be strong.

"I told you to fucking leave and never come back. You can't have someone like me dragging you down like this Vic. It's not suppose to be this way. You should be going to Europe and making music for people, but instead, look at where you are! You're in a hospital looking after someone who has no potential in life. Just leave please, and never come back" I shot at him. The tube in my throat was irritating my throat so badly, it felt as though someone was setting my throat on fire.

I heard the door bang open and a very concerned nurse walked in looking at Vic and I like we were crazy.

"What is going on in here?!" she yelled. "Kai, you should be resting!"

"Call security, I need him to leave and make sure he never comes back. Make sure none of the boys come back" I told her seriously.

"Sir, you need to leave, she can't be like this especially in her condition,it's not good for her heart. Come back tomorrow" she pleaded.

"No!! I don't want any of them back!" I screamed. My throat was killing me, and my heart monitor was going off like crazy. I felt as though someone was sitting on my chest, it was getting so hard to breathe.

"Someone help her!" Vic shouted, looking at the nurse desperately. I was gasping for air and my hands started to shake. Holy fuck, I'm dying!

Vic's POV

Before I even knew what was happening, I was pushed outside by a doctor telling me to wait outside. 3 nurses and another doctor rushed into Kai's room. I couldn't see what was going on, but by the looks of it, it didn't look good at all. I slid on to the floor, and wrapped my arms around my knees hoping she was going to be okay.

A million and 4 days later, a doctor finally came out of her room, and sat down beside me.

"She's in stable condition, it was close but her heart was so close to giving out. The nurse told me what happened, and I wanted to let you know that we are going to do everything to help her. She's very sick, and I know she told you to never come back, but give it a few days. She just needs to give her body to heal, and for her to clear her head. Try to be in her shoes, she's trying to comprehend what's going on, but the dark passenger aka her eating disorder, is consuming every thought in her head" he explained.

I didn't know what to say, but I nodded. The doctor got up, and told me he would contact me if there were any changes and left. After an hour of staring at her door, I got up and did exactly what she told me to do.

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Ya, don't hate okay? Why am I so mean :(((((

Anyways, I want to thank every one who is still reading my story, I love you a lot!! I am working on another story, it's pretty much re-telling my Vegas trip, but I changed it a bit and what not. I'm still going through post vacation depression, and I decided to tell you guys what happened and stuff like that, yay!

Because F.S. is my first story, I didn't really know how to organize it and plot it (shows how much I learned in English class lol), but I learned a lot and will be using what I learned from writing this story and using it for my next story. I'm currrently on chapter 2, and making sure the chapters are extra long. Let me tell you, it's going to be a very long story haha.

Anyways, until next time! and once again i didn't proofread so oops.