A/N:Contains abuse. Also some scenes dealing with bulimia. Dick is anorexic just to put that out there. 
He purges in this chapter, but purging isn't always just tied to just bulimia.
*Purge is the self-induced vomiting. Anorexics will deny hunger, make excuses to avoid eating, will often hide food they claim to have eaten, or attempt to purge the food away with self-induced vomiting, or by taking laxatives.* 

Jason moved slowly closer towards Dick. He had never had an anxiety/panic attack before but he had seen Roy deal with one before, so he sorta knew how to handle it. As He got closer towards Dick he reached out towards him.

As soon as Jason laid his hand gently down upon Dick's shoulder, Dick jumped back in fear. He could see that in Dick's amazing blue eyes that were now open and super wide. Jason took a step backwards as to give Dick some space and to show him that he wasn't any kind of threat towards him.

  "J-J...Ja-J..." Dick said between his heavy pants as he tried to grasp ahold of any amounts of oxygen. Just by the tone of his broken voice, Jason could tell that it was in a question type way, as if he was confused or questioning why he was here.

"It's going to  be alright Dick'' said Jason. He watched as Dick shut his eyes and laid his forehead against the base of the tree. Jason took this opportunity to slowly move closer towards him.

" Dick-" said Jason, gaining his half his attention while his most of his focus was on trying to breathe but still seemly can't be able to do it.
Jason reached out to him and gently took one of Dick's hands and placed it on his chest.

Jason watched as Dick looked at his hand upon Jason's chest then up at Jason, starring into his green eyes with uncertainty. Jason just nodded his head, showing Dick that it was alright.
Jason took his other hand and placed it onto Dick's chest which was rising and falling quickly.

"Copy my breathing. In and out. Slowly." Jason said and Dick nodded his head. He shut his eyes tightly and gently pressed his hand down upon Jason's chest, feeling his breathing movements.

After a while, Dick had finally managed to calm down and breath normally.

He gazed up at Jason, his blue eyes still a bit wide and glazed over but Jason fell into them. He smiled at Dick.

"It's alright Dick, you're okay now" said Jason who let go of Dick's hand, letting Dick slowly pull his hand off his chest.
His green eyes scanning over Dick, checking to make sure he was alright.

Seeing that he was, Jason stood up and held a hand out to him.
"Let's get back inside" he said and watched Dick sigh then nod his head 'yes' and then he reached out with a slightly shaking hand and gripped tightly onto Jason's hand. He pulled Dick to his feet and sent him a warm smile.

"T-thanks...Jason" Dick whispered.

"No problem man" he responded.
They began forward and Dick stumbled slightly but Jason was right there to catch him.
Jason led Dick inside school and set off to met his other friends.
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Dick was so grateful for Jason being there by his side. He had assumed that he wouldn't be his friend if he saw him so weak like that, but Jason surprised him.

That seemed to be a constant thing with Jason, he was always surprising Dick.

Dick smiled as he glanced over at Jason walking very closely by him.

"He is so kind. I really appreciate it. I like him a lot and hope this means we are friends. But...how long until he decides he doesn't like me and want me around? I'm never good enough for anybody. I'm worthless." Thought Dick as they moved down the school's hallway.

Just then, they came to a pair of double doors, causing Dick's eyes to widen. He inhaled sharply, alerting Jason, who was standing beside him that something was wrong.

"Are you okay? What is it?" Jason asked him. Dick just shook his head quickly and took a step backwards.

He couldn't go in there. There was no way.
One, there were so many people in there and two the food. Yes his body was craving for him to eat but he just couldn't.

A part of it was he had been starved for awhile and his body wouldn't be used to the sudden intake of food. Also, he had no food or money with him even if he had decided to eat.
But the big reason for not eating was that he just couldn't do it.
Every time he ate, he could feel the weight of the food in his stomach, making him feel sick and huge at the same time.

He  grew up as an acrobat, so his form was always small and light. And eating did the opposite thing. If he ate, he would gain weight and no longer be as light as he was when he was with his loving parents. He would lose that part of him, the only piece that he still had.
If he ate, he would lose some connection to his parents.

None of that was true but in Dick's mind it was.

So seeing that Jason was taking him to the cafeteria, scared him. His chest felt tight once more and and he feared that he would have  another attack again.

"I-I... It's...there's a lot of people in t-there" Dick said.
He then felt Jason's hand on his shoulder and looked up at him.

Dick got lost within Jason's emerald eyes and he felt a wave of calmness washed over him as if everything was going to be alright as look as he had him by his side.

"It's gonna be fine Dick. We'll sit off in the corner, away from everyone, okay?" said Jason. Dick bit his bottom lip thinking.

He didn't want to be alone right now, all he wanted was to stay as close to Jason as he could cause he made everything thing feel alright in the world. And he certainly couldn't ask Jason to skip lunch because of him, that would be so cruel.
So Dick just nodded his head and watched Jason smile down at him.

As Jason had said, they did sit in the corner of the cafeteria, away from the crowd of people.
Suddenly, Roy  came over towards them. His arm wrapped around a tall, dark hair girl with tan skin. She smiled up at Roy and placed a kiss upon his cheek as they made their way over towards them.

Behind them was another tall girl, with the same tan skin but instead of black hair she had blonde and was holding hands with a red headed boy with a huge smile plastered on his freckled face.

The four of them came over and joined him and Jason at the table. They introduced themselves to Dick who just smiled back at them.
Then they all got ready to go get some lunch, but Jason paused and looked back at Dick who didn't move from his seat.

"Aren't you coming?" Jason asked him.

"No" said Dick as he shook his head, "I'm not hungry."

Jason sighed, "okay" he said and walked off with his friends, leaving him all alone.
He thought about leaving, allowing Jason so time with his friends instead of interrupting their time, being a bother. He figured he was unwanted to Jason's friends, but what Dick didn't know was he wasn't unwanted and they weren't just Jason's friends, they were his now as well.

They came back and sat down and began chatting about many things while Dick sat silently and hardly focused on what was being said.

Then Jason place a small container before him.
He glanced at it then up at Jason. He was confused.

"What's..." began Dick, but Jason cut him short.

"I grabbed it for you, just in case your changed your mind and was hungry" said Jason. Dick looked down at the container full of salad with hate.

"Damn it" he thought. He looked back up at Jason who was smiling and eating.

Dick now felt horrible. Jason just wasted his own money on him. He had to eat this cause Jason went out of his precious way to get him this, when he could have used his money for something he wanted.
Dick sighed and picked up the plastic fork, holding it above the salad.

"Gosh, there's a lot in here" thought Dick as he drove the fork down into the lettuce. He inhaled sharply as he brought the fork full of salad to his lips, then he shut his blue eyes and placed it inside his mouth.

It tasted good he had to admit it but he could feel it in him. The weight of it. He hated every single second of it.

He eventually finished eating most of it, he just couldn't force anymore down in him, but he made sure he drank lots of water to fill him up.
Lunch was about to be over but now, Dick felt super ill and his chest and stomach ached. He felt like he was going to be sick.
He sat on the edge of his seat, going over in his mind all the fork full bites he took, all that food inside him. Thinking all this just made him even more sicker and he couldn't take it any longer.

In an instant, he got up from his seat and dashed off towards the bathroom, leaving everyone at the table confused.

He rushed in the bathroom. He began pacing around, his heart rate rising along with his breathing. He was panicking once more today.
Then he froze and glanced over at himself in the mirrors. He looked ugly and fat.
He didn't look like an acrobat anymore, he was disgusted with himself. He couldn't even recognize who he was.

Then a thought popped into his head as he was panicking.

"Get rid of it."

He looked at himself then over to the stalls.
"Get rid of it. It'll make me feel better. I need it gone. I need to get rid of it. I ate too much! I have to get rid of it!!" Dick thought and rushed into the stall.

He slammed the door shut and glanced over at the toilet bowl before he got onto his knees.

His eyes scanning the waters below him. His mind screaming at him to get rid of it, that it was the only way to make him feel better.

So, listening to the voice in his head, Dick brought two of his fingers towards his lips. He could see his fingers shaking but that didn't  stop him from shoving them inside his mouth and down his throat.

At first nothing happened but him gagging at his fingers in his mouth but he told himself that he had to get rid of what he had eaten. So he shoved them back inside and pressed down, suddenly causing the salad he had just eaten to come up.

It felt weird but also good at the same time, so he continued to push his fingers down his throat, causing himself to throw up.
This was his first time ever doing something like this.

The throwing up didn't really help much with Dick's heart rate or breathing but it did with the uneasy feeling he had in his stomach. After throwing everything up he sat backward and took a deep breath.

He didn't feel sick anymore and the panic was set aside.

"It worked." Dick thought, "getting rid of it made me feel better. It actually worked."

A small smile came across his face as he sat there, amazed by himself but the good feeling didn't last long as he came to the realization of what he just did.

He just made himself sick.
He was adding something else to his list of horrible habits he already had.

Dick pulled his knees close to his chest, wrapping his arms tightly around them and buried his head as he broke down in tears.

"What have I done?" thought Dick.