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rykers'

"hellllo stranger" peaks in the door

grins "hey"

walks in and shuts the door, eyes his casts then sits on his desk chair

"you can sit on the bed you know"

shrugs "chair's fine"

"are you okay?"

"are you?"

"rory" sighs

"lets' not make this about me, okay" looks at him with pleading eyes "just once" whispers

closes eyes and sighs "alright"

scoots closer to the bed "do you want me to get you anything?"

"i may be crippled but i don't need to be waited on"

"i'm sorry"

"for?" lowers the television audio

"everything"

"you didn't do anything"

looks up at his eyes then down at his casts "why did you do it?"

jaw clenches and closes eyes "i already told you"

"i don't know isn't really an answer"

ignores her

"ryker"

"why don't you eat?"

"stop"

"you're so worried about me and my physical state have you even looked at yourself"

sighs "ryker please don't"

"you look like shit" sits up

"you sound like your little girlfriend"

opens his mouth to say something but stops

"i don't like this"

looks at her "what?"

"all of this," whispers playing with the ring on her finger "i don't like being like this"

"then change it"

"it's not that easy"

 "why?"

"i don't know"

"i don't know really isn't an answer" mimics

looks up with a glare "whatever" stands up

"rory," breathes "don't go"

"if i can change i would," yells "do you honestly think i like not being able to look at food? being able to not be happy when i eat?" stares at him with glossed eyes

"rory"

"i don't, i hate it, i hate it so much because it's all i've ever known" cries and lets out a breath "i wish you could have my eyes to see what i see when i eat, that you had me mentally when it comes to food."

sits up fast then hisses in pain when his chest tightens "rory-"

"don't even," wipes her eyes and walks to the door, "feel better" slams the door behind her and gasps when she sees a figure in the doorway "dawson"

stares with wide eyes "sorry...i- i-"

"did you hear that?"

nods "kinda,"

"oh"

chuckles lightly with a small smirk

"ima go, yeah," walks down the stairs

"need a ride?" follows behind

shakes head, "no i'm just going to walk"

looks up at ryker's room then back at rory, "i'll go with"

turns around "no it's okay, really"

"i'd be a horrible cousin to ryker if i let you walk home in the dark"

"but—"

"don't start."