MAJOR TW!! Mentions of EDs (Bulimia) and body image.

You have known Blair since middle school when you found her throwing up in the bathroom stall and thought she was ill. You looked confused when she came out of the stall casually, swishing water in her mouth and spitting it out before grabbing a breath mint and walking out of the bathroom. It only clicked when your health class did a study on eating disorders, Anorexia, Bulimia, and Binge Eating. Blair sat in the back of the class, keeping her head down and avoiding the teacher's talk as much as possible. You ended up walking to her house, and her mother, Eleanor, let you in with a confused "Are you Blair's friend?" You walked past her, up to Blair's room, and walked in because the door was open, only to find her on a scale, staring at herself in the mirror with tears. When you caught her she was humiliated, you told her it was okay, and made her feel safe. You slowly worked through it and finally got her to eat normally without worrying about her weight. That's how you became friends.

However, high school rolled around and passed in the blink of an eye, you did sports and she was a Constance girl. Now? Blair was a little more than your best friend... she was your girlfriend. Surprisingly enough, Blair was into you. It all happened last summer when she broke up with Nate and she was left to her loneliness. You were there to support her when she needed and you helped her look for new love but instead, she grew attached to you. She followed you around for guidance like a lost puppy, always wanting to hold your hand (of course only in private) and insulted you in the softest way Blair could manage. However, now, with your girlfriend of two years, you noticed her falling back into some harmful past habits. She took frequent trips to the bathroom, and she ate a lot of food all at once with nothing in between. It was mostly fruit she ate, stuff easy to get back up. Something like oranges. You were worried to say the least because you knew she always got so sensitive about her weight, she liked to stay at 95 pounds which wasn't all that healthy for an 18-year-old girl. Her mom was worried, Dorota, her housekeeper, was also very worried, and her other best friend, Serena was worried. She didn't know you knew yet, but you knew you needed to stop her. This wasn't safe or healthy and all you wanted was for her to be safe, happy, and healthy.