Moving on - g.d

S i x

"Are you sure about this, have you spoke to anyone about it?" The beautician asked concerned, searching my face for any sign of suspicion that would lead to her denying me of the procedure that I wanted.

"I'm positive... I've spoke to my mother and my boyfriend." The lie fell easily and smoothly from my mouth and I surprised myself at how true I'd made it sound. I gazed at the injections that would soon inflate my lips and a small tingle of excitement crawled up my spine.

After the video had been uploaded, people were more positive yet it was the negative ones that stabbed me the most, about how much make up I wore and how fake I looked because of my makeup. This led to me coming here, if I
permanently changed my features then it was natural and I wouldn't have to use so much makeup so I'd get less hate.

"Right... Okay then..." The woman muttered, cleaning my lips before grabbing the needle and placing it in the correct position before pushing the fluid into my lips. I immediately felt the swell and I held back my smile to ensure I didn't ruin what had just happened.

The woman then gave it the after treatment that was required and I was shortly allowed to leave after. As I walked back to my dorm after, I felt a lot more confident and I saw people staring as me as they passed. I'm sure they knew what I had done but I didn't care for I felt good about myself.

Arriving back to my room, I went straight to the mirror and admired myself in the mirror, my new lips seemed to change the appearance of my whole face and I finally allowed myself to smile for the first time since I'd had it completed. I quickly took a photo and posted it onto Instagram. I brushed off the comments about how I'm becoming like any other celebrity with the surgery and I found that the negative comments has shrunk considerably. Many of Grayson's fans who had slammed me before were now congratulating me for making an effort to reach Grayson's standards. The only problem was that there still the negative comments, people now slamming me for being more fake. I couldn't win.

I shut the app and as soon as I placed my phone down, there was a knock at my door, before I could even get up to answer, Grayson burst in, staring at me in disbelief.
"Why?" He asked.
"What what?" I ask, trying to play innocent but even I knew it was stupid to do it but I didn't want to explain anything, it was too embarrassing.

He slowly moved closer to me and gently pulled down my bottom lip with his thumb, increasing my heart rate and deepening my breathing.
"You don't need to change Cass, you're beautiful, you don't need to change into someone you're not, I love you, only you."

I said nothing, only staring at him in awe as he spoke his kind words. Before I knew it, his lips were on mine and the sweet kiss ended shortly as he pulled away.
"It's kinda weird, but I like it, it's like kissing soft pillows..." he smiled, allowing me to smile, he wasn't mad.

"Get ready and I'll pick you up at 10." He smirked, tapping my ass as he walked past me on his way to the door.
"Why? Where are we going?" I smiled, as he raised his eyebrows at me.
"Babe, you should know by now, it's a surprise."
Winking, he left the room and I made my way to the bathroom, I needed to look good for him.

The task was becoming easier now and I found it fitting into my routine whether I'd eaten or not, yet these days it was more likely to be where I haven't.
As usual, I knelt before the toilet and brought any content from my stomach out of my mouth, only feeling exhaustion after.

I stayed there for a moment, reflecting on the past couple of months and feeling awful knowing that I'd only started the bad habits up again after the twins had arrived. I didn't want to blame them for my problems yet it was the only logical explanation, the whole world adored them and I was just another girl trying to get up to standards for them to notice me.

Finally, I dragged myself up, I felt slightly dizzy yet I knew I'd be fine if I drank enough water. Therefore, I ignored the pounding in my head and stumbled over to my wardrobe, pulling out a pair of denim shorts and a cropped top. I gave myself a once over in the mirror and I was repulsed by myself. I didn't look good, not even close, yet I couldn't mope over my thoughts as Gray knocked on the door and instantly stole my attention.

I answered the door and he smiled, "You look nice." He informed me as my eyebrows knitted together. Lies. Taking my hand gently, he led me outside and each step felt like a weight was attached to my feet, it was labouring.

"Are you okay?" Grayson asked, noticing my pain and slowness.
"I'm fine.." I lied with a slow nod, not wanting to cause anymore of a shooting pain through my brain.

My vision was now blurring and I couldn't stop my body from swaying, only stopping when Grayson held my waist to keep me upright.
I found my footing giving up beneath me and I slumped against Grayson, my head lolling on his chest, not being able to be held in an upright position.
"Cassidy? Are you okay?" He asked in a panic as my eyes shut and I was clueless to the outside world.

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