Resistant

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      Song: Dream
                   By Salvia Plath
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                   Asteria Vasquez

Wednesday, February 7th

It was the day before the Victoria secret fashion show and excitement buzzed in the air. I was on my private plane, a sleek jet that glide effortlessly through the sky, heading to New York, where the grand event would unfold.

The city that never sleeps was about to host an unforgettable spectacle. During the short flight, I was on the phone with my management team, meticulously planning every detail to ensure tomorrow would be perfect

As we descended into New York, the city's iconic skyline greeted us. The sun was setting, casting a golden glow over the skyscrapers. I grabbed my laptop and purse, feeling a mix of anticipation and calm. Stepping out of the jet, the crisp air hit my face, a refreshing contrast to the warmth inside.

I took off my sunglasses, and there he was, my chauffeur, impeccably dressed and holding the car door open with a warm smile. I walked down the plane stairs, each step filled with purpose, and approached him.

I didn't worry about my bags because my team had everything under control. I traveled light, bringing only the essentials. I thanked my chauffeur, who nodded politely before closing the car door behind me.

The car was luxurious, with soft leather seats that enveloped me in comfort. He then moved to the driver's side and began the journey to the hotel, a place of elegance and sophistication where I'd be staying for the next few days.

As we pulled up to the hotel, the scene was electric. Paparazzi had already gathered, their cameras flashing like a thousand tiny fireworks. They knew all of the models would be staying here, and the anticipation was palpable.

My body guard, a towering figure of strength and assurance, opened the car door for me and extended his hand. I took it, stepping out gracefully into the frenzy of lights and voices.

The paparazzi were relentless, shouting questions and snapping photos, but I remained composed, my focus unwavering. I glided past them.

I checked in before going inside the room, and I immediately noticed how luxurious and cold it was. The decor was stunning, with elegant furnishings and plush carpets that added a touch of sophistication.

The most breathtaking feature was the view the cityscape stretched out before me, twinkling with the lights against the night sky.

I made sure my hotel door was securely locked before walking to the bed. I placed my stuff down carefully, taking a moment to appreciate the comfort and beauty of the room.

Then, with a sense of relief, I jumped into the bed, letting it's softness envelop me. Exhaustion washed over me, and I quickly succumbed to the darkness knowing I had a big day ahead and needed all the rest I could.

                     Silas Saint

I was practicing my singing for tomorrow, spending many hours in the studio. By the end of the day, I was exhausted and decided to call it a night. 

I walked out of the studio in New York, feeling the cool evening air. I headed to my black Ferrari, the sleek car gleaming under the city lights, and drove to the apartment where I'm staying.

I arrived at the apartment and headed inside, it was cold and dark, just how I like it. I walked into the living room and saw my drugs scattered around. I was tempted to relax and unwind, but I remembered I had an important day tomorrow so, I left the living room and went to the bathroom to get ready for bed.

Once I was done, I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling. All I could think about were the drugs unable to get them off my mind. I tired to distract myself, but the urge was overwhelming. I lay there in silence, my mind hungry for an escape.

The quiet of the room only amplified my thoughts, making it harder to resist. Finally, I had enough and went back into the living room. I sat down and gave in to the temptation, satisfying myself with the drugs.

After many rounds, I finally stopped, my vision blurred and the room began to spin. Exhaustion took over, and I ended up passing out, the world fading to black as I slipped into unconsciousness.

A/n

And Im back hope you enjoy this chapter.

Sorry if its short again