Ariana Grande Eating Disorder Novels & Stories

Annabelle said, her voice filled with frustration. "The Kings have more money than they know what to do with. Sandy wouldn’t even notice it missing. She’d lend it to you without interest, and she knows you’d pay it back eventually." "I can’t," I said, shaking my head. "Why not?" Annabelle placed a slice of pizza on a paper plate and walked back to the couch, setting it in my lap. "Eat, Aurora. You’re so thin, Mom thinks you have an eating disorder." "I don’t," I said, frowning.

I looked at her and she's frowning. "Is there something, wrong?" She frowned for a moment then she shook her head. "We'll talk later." I whispered and she just nodded There is something she's not telling me. Nancy came. She sat next to me, Jenny on my right and Nancy on my left. "I told you to have dinner with us, right?" "Yeah but...” Nancy trailed off Nancy is having an eating disorder. She personally informed me about that, she said that she's too scared to get fat and be ugly and I am having a hard time convincing her to see a professional about it.

Ariana let out a shaky breath, turning her head towards the large mirror in the corner of the room. For the first time in a long time, she actually noticed her own reflection. Her face... The scar was still there. That flaw. The ugliness that was always used as an excuse to insult him. "I'm innocent, Nathan! Why is everyone treating me like disgusting trash?" Ariana's voice was soft, almost drowned out by her own sobs. She leaned closer to the mirror, touching her reflection with trembling fingers. "My face is disgusting... no wonder they're disgusted with me.”

After eating they went to the living room while some maids went to drop the girl's bag in a guest room. "I feel so full". Arianna was lounging on a sofa and had her top rolled up to under her breast. She was running her hand on her tummy that was still flat even after the amount of food she ate. Rebecca snorted at her word's, "someone would see you now and think that you have never eaten a good meal your whole life". Arinna sat up quickly, "I can't eat well at home without my mom hounding me about finding a boyfriend. I'm just twenty three for goodness sake".

Sienna was back in the dressing room changing, and my mother was sipping champagne, looking displeased. "You've been in there a long time," Elena noted, eyeing me critically. "You look pale, Aria. Are you taking care of yourself?" It wasn't a question of concern; it was an accusation of incompetence. "I think I ate some bad sushi last night," I lied, sitting back down on the edge of the settee. "My stomach is just... off." "Sushi?" Elena wrinkled her nose. "You know raw fish is risky. You really shouldn't be so careless with your health, especially with the wedding so close. We can't have you looking sick in the photos."

It swallowed her unflattering figure—her personal description—and didn't show the disapproving curves of her body. Aria, from a very young age, had always had issues with her self-esteem. Growing up overweight, she still thinks up to this day about all the teasing and dirty looks she received. Whether it be the usual weight jokes in high school or the disappointed looks from her relatives whenever she had a pile of food on her plate—all of those left a bad taste in her mouth, leading her to still think ill of her body at present. Some would think that by being a model, she would have gained confidence by now. But it only led her to a spiral of internal comparisons that she never really knew

Zora stated. “Thanks. Riley is unlike any boy I’ve ever met. He makes me feel beautiful and thin and perfect.” “You are all of those things, Olivia.” “I wish I felt them. There’s just this voice in my head telling me that I’m this horrible fat troll.” I admitted. “I have that voice too,” Zora whispered. “Really? You’ve struggled with an eating disorder?” She nodded. “About three years ago, when I was your age actually. I don’t know if the stress of college triggered it, but it was such a dark time for me. I didn’t even recognize myself.”

"Certainly. To appear as slim and beautiful as possible on screen, before every film shoot or participation in any reality show, Aurora always makes me eat salads for a few days leading up to it." Lani sighed, her expression displeased as she stared at the delicious dishes that were suddenly off-limits. Aurora was strict and disciplined, never allowing Lani to indulge in too many starchy foods if there was a schedule the next day. "Don't blame me. Isn't it a joy every time fans praise you for being beautiful and slender?" retorted Aurora, feeling her good intentions condemned as a misdeed. Lani chuckled awkwardly, pursing her lips. "But eating salad every day is truly a hardship. Sometimes,

She walked in front of him angrily and raised her haughty as well as unyielding face to stare at him. Jay rubbed her head as if to calm a kitten or puppy. "It's useless to have a good-looking face. The beauty standard is to have a curvaceous front and back. You don't have either of these. You have to eat more, you know? Since then, the age-old problem of Angeline’s difficulty with eating had been cured without medicine. Yet, at the time, Angeline still dragged his arm shamelessly, saying, "I'm just afraid that you won’t be able to support me if I eat too much."

I'll leave once I'm done eating" "Okay. Is your husband picking you up? "No. My driver. He'll be here soon" "That's okay. Hey slow down on that food. You might child on it. You're a celebrity. If you don't listen.. I'll video you" "Go ahead. Let me enjoy this meal. Got it" "Yes. I got it" Arianna arrived home . She was really tired and wasn't ready for any questions from Nora or taunts from Samantha. She looked around before making her way to the room.