White Noises

Baylen didn't lock the door, so I intruded on him throwing up. He looked at me. I saw the look of pain on his face and felt my stomach twist.

"Go away," he sobbed.

I got down next to him. I rubbed his back and held the hair out of his face. "No," I said gently.

Baylen threw up again. He cried harder. I wet a washcloth and wiped his face. "It's ok, baby."

"Please don't tell Dr. Yates."

I pulled Baylen onto my lap. I kissed his forehead. "I won't tell, if you eat something."

Baylen tried to pull away from me, but I held him tightly.

"I can't, Adryan."

"You can, baby. I know you can. And you know what? I think you're beautiful the way you are now. I think you're skinny enough and I think you're positively lovely personality-wise."

"Y-you mean it?"

"Of course, darling. I l-"

I stopped myself and looked away.

"You what?"

"Nothing. Let's go eat."