Wendy Pov

"Let's read this slowly, alright?" I nodded. Juvia was helping me with my reading assignment. Ever since four I was diagnosed with dylescia but Juvia was always there for me. She had the patience to sit down and go through the words one by one with me. I started to read the first line again when the doorbell rang.

"I'll go get it." I jumped up happy to take a break. It was the strange boy again. He had spiky raven hair, he wore long sleeve and had the darkest eyes I ever seen.

"Hello." He gretted me, hands on his knees to meet my eyes "Who do we have here?"

"Hi, I'm Wendy. Are you my sister's boyfriend?" I asked, excitedly.

"Not yet but I plan to." He winked. He looked up and saw Juvia walking rowards us.

"I see you met my sister." She placed a hand on my head.

Gray straighten up "Yeah, we just had a little chat." We echanged glances and I giggled.

"What so funny?"

"Nothing." I turned and flashed her an innocent smile. "Juvia, I'm hungry."

"I'll cook." Gray volunteered.

"You can cook?" Juvia asked taken back, her cheeks flushed a deep shade of red when she realised her sudden outbrust. "I...I...mean...." Gray chuckled.

Juvia Pov

I lean agasint the counter table as Gray stirred a red sauce in the pot.

"You have new cuts." I stated. His face became the same colour as the sauce. "What happen?"

"My brother was drunk." I nooded, understanding what he meant.

"What are you cooking?" Trying to change the subject.

"Lagasne." He smirked, reaching over to get a spice.

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Wendy's face brighten like a new light bulb as she saw the food on the table.

"This looks amazing."

Gray blushed and chuckled "Well then. Dig in." They started to shove spoonful after spoonful into thier mouths. I pick up my fork and started to poke at the cheese.

"You can just try, you know." Grayheld out his fork with a small piece of meat and cheese on it. I looked at him uncertainly.

"Why don't you eat, Juvia?" Wendy had stopped eating and was watching us. I shifted my gaze back to Gray who gave me a nod. Trembling, I leaned forward and eat off Gray's fork.

"How is it?" Gray asked. Wendy had gotten bored and went back to her food.

Even though it was a small bite, I could feel the churning and the food fighting to get back up. I did this so many times sometimes it just cames up by itself and this is one of those times.

"I need to use the bathroom." I covered my mouth and rushed to the nearest one. Bending over the bowl I threw it all up.

Gray Pov

"Is she okay?" Wendy looked up at me, her eyes filled with worry. "I haven't seen her eat since our parents left." I remained silent unable to reply to that.

"You know they say you can die from being bulimic?" I looked at the eight year old girl in front of him.

"How did you know about this?"

"I hear her sometime, so I went to find out more about it and one day I just came acroos the word on the internet." She looked down at her food, poking at it as if she lost her appetite.

"She will be fine." I placed a reassuring hamd on hers.

"How would you know?"

"Cause I won't let it happen."