The Little Sister

I cried myself to sleep. I woke up and smelled pancakes, the smell almost made me cry. I knew they were making them for me, but I didn't want them. Mike came in with a big plate of them and handed them to me. I shook my head slowly. ''No Mike, I don't want them.'' I told him. ''C'mon Alice you have to eat something.'' He told me softly. ''Fine...'' I gave in. I ate at least four pancakes and he was happy. He eventually left and I headed into my bathroom, sat down in front of my toilet, and forced myself to throw up. I kept going, even when I had no more to throw up. I must have been in there for hours.
*Vic's POV *
Alice sure was upstairs a long time. I decided to check on her. When I walked in her room, she wasn't in there. I saw the cold plat of pancakes Mike brought up at least four hours ago. I then heard a strong vomiting sound coming from Alice's bathroom. Panic suddenly rushed through me and I ran in, to see her sitting there.

Vic came in and grabbed me, he had fresh tears running down his face. ''What are you doing?!" He asked me, panicking. I didn't have the heart to answer him. "You could die from this!" He told me. "GOOD!!" I screamed. He just stared at me.

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