Saviour

"Lexy, baby, you're not eating. Everything alright?" Jack asked, picking up a piece of toast and taking a bite of it.

Alex nodded, pushing the eggs on his plate around with a fork. "Yeah everything's fine, Jay."

Jack swallowed his food, cocking his head at his love. "Would you tell me if something was wrong?"

The elder boy bit his lip, looking at Jack. He hated lying to the younger but he had no choice.

"Yeah of course I would." The lie slipping easily from his mouth.

Jack nodded and smiled, continuing to shove his food into his mouth. Alex wished he cold eat but every time he would try and eat at his house, his parents would ridicule him and call him fat and they'd make him starve himself. And when they actually allowed him a meal, they'd force him to go to the upstairs bathroom and puke it all back up. Now, for Alex, it's become a routine. He barely eats a meal a day. And usually, nine times out of ten, if he does, it ends up in the toilet because his stomach can't handle it.

So, as he sat there, picking at his food, trying to at least force himself to eat a small portion of it. Failing miserably as his inner demons told him that he doesn't deserve to eat. That he doesn't deserve Jack. The he doesn't deserve life.

He couldn't handle the nauseating feeling he got from just staring at the food in front of him, standing up and ignoring Jacks questions of 'where are you going?' and 'are you okay baby?', he made his way from the kitchen, up the stairs and into the nearest bathroom, doubling over the toilet and emptying the contents in his stomach.

After he was done, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and flushed the toilet. There was a light knock on the door and Jack entered, wrapping an arm around Alex's waist, supporting the elder male as he tried to regain enough strength to stand up.

"Baby, you okay?" Jack whispered only loud enough for Alex to barely catch.

Alex nodded, still wiping at his mouth. "Yeah, just... just feel sick."

"You wanna go lay down? I can come and cuddle with you if you want me to."

Alex nodded and Jack pressed a kiss to the back of his neck, leading the elder out of the bathroom and across the hall to Jacks bedroom.

"Lay down baby. I'm gonna grab a few things and I'll be right back." Jack said, exiting the room.

Alex obliged, laying on Jacks bed and curling into a ball, tears streaking down his face.

"I'm sorry Tom." He whispered, closing his eyes and letting darkness consume him.

Notes

Umm... hi.
Chap title cred to: Motionless In White-America