The day rushes by pretty quickly. Kurt can't find the courage to ask for a tour around the clinic, so he spends a few hours reading on his bed. When he receives a text from Blaine, his heart starts to beat faster with fear so he replies with his first thought. When he rereads the text later, he feels guilty. It was one thing to lie to his father, but he made Blaine lie for him. He knows his boyfriend hates liars. For a moment he wonders if Blaine actually lied to his father, but he figures he wouldn't have asked for Kurt's permission if he was planning on telling the truth right away.

A few minutes later, his father calls him. They have a short conversation and Kurt carefully interrupts Burt with random, happy updates on his life, when his father tries to ask him where he is.

"Blaine wants a puppy and since it's his birthday in about a month, I'm looking for puppies. You know any cute ones, dad? It shouldn't drool too much or get too big, though. I'm no dog expert. Maybe I should just get him a kitten. Cats are easier."

Burt is completely distracted by the sudden change of subject and doesn't ask him where he is again. They end the call about a minute later, because Burt has some work to do at the garage. Kurt puts his iPhone away and tries to concentrate on his book again, when the door opens, softly. A skinny, brunette boy slips into the room. Kurt blinks and curls up, making himself smaller on the bed.

The boy still notices him and gives him a small smile.

"Hi. You're Kurt, right?"

Kurt nods, scared to talk. The boy's body makes him terribly jealous and sad and he's afraid he'll end up crying if he says something right now.

"I'm Evan. Emily probably told you my name, though. She's pretty cute and hot, don't you think?"

Kurt blushes and decides to just nod again. He doesn't know if Emily is hot or cute, because he didn't pay much attention to her and even if he did, he wouldn't have had a clue about what's so hot about girls, but he's scared Evan will judge him if he pretty much introduces himself like 'Hi, I'm Kurt. I'm gay. Don't you love sleeping in one room with me?'. Not that he would add the last part, but he's sure that would be what would go trough Evan's mind.

He secretly watches the boy's body again, while staying curled up so Evan can't do the same. He knows he's fat and he doesn't need this skinny guy to confirm it to him.

Evan is apparently used to silent people and the clinic, because he joins Kurt on his bed and leans closer.

"So, what's your style, Kurt?"

"W-What?"

"Woah, dude, does your voice always sound that high? Anyway, how do you do it?"

"Yes.. I.. I don't know what you mean."

"Lose weight, of course. You must be underweight, otherwise they wouldn't let you in. Except for Cindy. She totally eats everything she can find and she doesn't even throw up. Can you imagine? But you don't look bulimic to me. You're an Ana case, aren't you?"

"I'm sorry?"

"Ana. The voice in your head that tells you how much of a sinner you are when you even think of taking a bite of anything at all."

"I.. I didn't know it had a name."

"It does, even though it's stupid. I mainly use it because it's shorter."

He laughs and Kurt feels even more uncomfortable.

"So, what's your BMI?"

"I.. I don't know.. I.. just got out of the hospital, so I couldn't weight myself."

"The hospital, huh? That place sucks. They would always stare at me like I'm some kind of alien. After I got dehydrated and passed out for the fifth time in a month, they forced me into this place. BMI 16.8. No fun. They said I had no choice"

"H-How long have you been here?"

"About a month or two. I'm still in the danger zone, apparently. I never told them I stick my fingers down my throat, just like those pathetic bulimics. Except that I don't stuff myself like a hamster. They think my body is completely out of balance."

Kurt stares at the thin boy, who smiles at him as if there's nothing wrong with his behaviour.

"Aren't you supposed to get better here?"

Evan snorts at Kurt's question.

"I never agreed on getting locked up in here, so I don't have to do what they want. I'm not letting them turn me into some pig again. That's stupid. You honestly want to be fat?"

Kurt feels weird, nauseous and scared. He wants to yell at the boy or run away or cut his body open, but Blaine took his razors away and it wouldn't be fair to yell at Evan, because he knows exactly what the other is talking about. He probably wouldn't have been here if it wasn't for Blaine, who wants him to get better. And Evan didn't even have a choice - they just put him in this clinic without his approval. Running away is impossible and Kurt is scared he'll pass out if he uses too much energy.

"I don't want to hurt the people around me. I need to do this. I need to get better."

"You're weak, Kurt. You know you could be strong and beautiful. Thin. But you're letting them tell you lies. They're just jealous, because they have no control."

Kurt takes a deep breath. He's confused and scared and not sure if he wants to stay here. What if Evan is right? What if Blaine is just jealous and that's why he put Kurt in this place? He clenches his teeth and stares at his fat fingers.

"I don't know what to do."

Evan smiles and grabs his hand.

"I like you, Kurt. You seem like a smart person and you're kind of like me. You just need to make them believe you're getting better, alright? Then they will allow you to leave this place. After that, you just have to hide it better. Lie better. They kinda see through me, so I'm not getting out soon. Drink a lot of water, before they weight you. It should make you heavier for a bit."

Kurt doesn't know if he should disagree or let Evan drag him down, further into his addiction. He doesn't want to be fat. He can't really believe that Blaine would lie to him about this. Blaine isn't a liar, especially not towards Kurt. Still, he's anxious and slightly paranoid now.

He wants to speak up, when Evan pulls up his shirt. Kurt blinks and stares at the thin body, jealousy taking over.

"You can do this, Kurt. Show me how far you are."

Kurt bites his lip and shakes his head. No, he was not going to show his fat, disgusting body to Evan, who was so much closer to perfection. It's humiliating and embarrassing. But before he realizes what's happening, Evan has pulled him from the bed, on his feet, his shirt is pulled up to his chest.

"Woah, good job."

Almost aggressively, Kurt pulls his shirt free from Evan's hand and pulls it back down. His eyes are stinging, but he also feels a bit proud. Evan thought he was doing good, which meant something positive, he guesses.

Evan pets his shoulder and walks towards the door.

"Shall I show you around?"

"O-Okay.."

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Dinner is hard, because thoughts keep on taking over his mind. Calories, calories, calories. Next to him, Evan is barely eating anything, saying his stomach hurts. They don't believe him, but he refuses to eat more. Eventually they let him leave the table. Kurt manages to eat half of his food, before he feels blown up and nauseous. They tell him it's fine for today, because it's his first day. He has to eat more tomorrow, though. Emily warns him he'll be woken up for breakfast at 8am. Kurt just nods and follows Evan back to their room, scared to get lost. He hasn't really introduced himself to anyone else yet.

When Blaine calls him later, he almost tells his boyfriend about Evan's planning for him. He wants to ask Blaine if he's really jealous or honestly worried about Kurt. But he knows he can't tell Blaine, because then the plan would never work. If anyone finds out, he'll be stuck in the clinic until they're done brainwashing him. So he brushes it off.

He closes his eyes when Blaine tells him to and the song warms up his body a bit, even though the room is freezing. He falls asleep with a small smile on his lips. Blaine is the best boyfriend in the world. But Kurt could fool him. The hardest part is getting out of the clinic where he gets monitored and weighted almost every day. After that, he'll be back with his lovely, oblivious boyfriend. He's not getting fatter. No way.

Kurt will be perfect.