A Late Night Dinner(Cassie)

[Jacob Cullen]

Jacob gently led Cassie into the Three Broomsticks, and gently slid her into a chair. He sat down opposite her and called over a waiter. "Don't worry about anything, you get what you want." The waiter handed Jacob two menus, and Jacob slid one across the table for Cassie. He opened his own, and looked through the choices quickly, already knowing what he would get.

[Cassie Jones]

Cassie let herself be led, knowing that she needed food. She picked up the menu and studied it. Even though she knew she needed nourishment, her stomach seemed to hate the idea and everything made her feel queasy. "I'll just have a bowl of pasta please" she asked, "Oh and some water" she added. She placed her menu on the table and waited for Jacob to order. She knew she would have to force herself to eat and she wasn't relishing to idea.

[Jacob Cullen]

Jacob gave Cassie a long gaze, making sure she would order, and then turned to the waiter. "I will have a bacon cheeseburger and some fries, with a butterbeer please." Jacob handed the waiter their menus back, and then turned to Cassie. She still didn't look good, and he was still concerned about her. "Are you feeling any better?"

[Cassie Jones]

"Slightly, but my stomach turns over at the very thought of food" she said honestly, twirling a lock of blonde hair round her finger without thinking. Cassie saw their food arrive and she sat back a little, feeling slightly ill.

[Jacob Cullen]

Jacob smiled. "It is called hunger pains, you'll be fine as soon as you get some food in you. Now, please, eat." Jacob picked at his french fries, as he watched Cassie, waiting for her to eat.

[Cassie Jones]

Cassie nodded, although she was slightly skeptical about his theory. Cassie sipped her water, trying to persuade herself that eating was actually a good idea. She sighed and picked up her fork. She speared a piece of pasta and raised it to her lips. Tentatively she ate it, doing the required chewing and swallowing. It felt and tasted like rubber to her and she knew that it wouldn't stay in her stomach for long. Muttering an excuse she hurried to the ladies. After she had thrown up and washed out her mouth she sat on the floor, tears streaming down her cheeks. Was it going to be like this? Her wasting away as her body rejected food and denied her sleep.