Playing Cinderella (an original love story)

Chapter 3

         Before I knew it 2 months had passed and I was sinking into a depression. It's been 2 months since I have eaten a proper meal. I knew I was creeping into eating disorder territory but I couldn't stop. Not when I was so close.

             Adam and Laura knew something was going on but didn't say anything. Every morning I jogged with Adam then we would grab breakfast. It always ended with me throwing it up. Laura and I would grab lunch together and I would get the smallest thing possible because she understood.

         Then everything went wrong. The day before I only ate breakfast because Wesley was being extra hard on me. "You can't do anything right Nina! You're messing up the simplest steps, the easiest notes, and for god's sake you look like you gained 20 pounds instead of losing 20 pounds!" Wesley yelled."Maybe if you didn't yell at me half of the rehearsal I wouldn't be struggling!" I yelled back. "You do not speak to me like that! I can take this away from you with the snap of my fingers!" Wesley yelled.

         I quickly went quiet and looked at the ground. "Your practice is over for the day. Hit the gym instead." Wesley said dismissing me. "Yes sir." I said. I quickly gathered my things and went to the gym. I didn't eat anything and only drank water. I worked out until I was so tired I could barely move.

        The day after that I woke up at 6am and washed up. I dressed in my workout clothes and walked to the nearest park where I was meeting Adam. "Hey ready to start running?" Adam asked. "You bet." I answered with a smile. "We'll start with a jog and work into a run." Adam explained. We had this silent agreement between us to never talk about what happened at rehearsals. I could tell it was really bothering him though.

         We easily started into our jog our Ipods blasting in our ears. 5 minutes into the jog we slowly went into a run. I felt on top of the world. We were running for about 15 minutes when I started to feel lightheaded. "Push through it Nina." I thought. I figured I would be OK so I didn't say anything. But the next thing I knew I was falling towards the sidewalk and blacked out right as Adam caught me.

          So that's the story of how I landed in the hospital. Wesley is even more pissed but then he got the thinking about getting me liposuction while I'm in here. "I can't believe that director of yours! Liposuction? Nina you're sick and he's thinking about liposuction!" Adrianna ranted. I toned her out not wanting to hear it. I had already agreed to it. 

              "What is wrong with you Nina? Why haven't you been eating?"  Laura asked concerned. "I wasn't losing enough weight. Wesley wasn't happy." I answered emotionless. "Everyone out I need to talk to Nina alone." Adam ordered. Laura and Adrianna quickly left. "I know I know. You're disappointed in me. Just don't tell my mom." I said looking at my hands.

               "I can't believe you let Wesley do this to you. Is it really worth this?" Adam asked. "Yes it's worth this. I finally got a lead. I'm going to be performing on broadway. Something I've been dreaming about since I was little girl. I'll bleach my skin if he asked." I answered looking him dead in the eyes. "When the Nina I used to know comes back give me a call." Adam said then he left. 

          A nurse walked in. "Are you ready for your liposuction appointment?" she asked. I nodded my head and climbed into the wheelchair. As I made my way down to the plastic surgeon, it hit me. I was practically Wesley's puppet. And I couldn't care less. That's what scared me. I should be doing this for me and not for him.

                   "Shut up Nina. You are doing this for you. Wesley is doing what's best. He's the director." I thought talking myself out of what I knew was the truth. After I healed from the surgery and was given a diet plan from the doctor I was back in rehearsal. I worked twice as hard. I made sure I made no more mistakes. I wanted Wesley to be proud of me. That's all I wanted.