Disclaimer- I don't own LWD.
Summary- Casey gets a modeling job. Between pressures from her boss, her family, her boyfriend, what will happen? Will this model crumble or will she rise to the top? Who will be the one to help her get through it all? Story is better than summary!
"Congratulations Casey," Casey's stepfather said as he toasted to her.
"We are also proud of you Casey. Congratulations honey," her mother, Nora, said. She looked like she was going to cry tears of joy. Everyone rose their glasses and took a sip of their wine.
"How's the first taste of wine Case," her stepbrother Derek asked.
"It's okay," she said as she tried to hold in a cough. It tasted horrible.
"My dad said I can't have any wine," Edwin, Derek's little brother, said.
"Yeah. My mom said that two," Lizzie, Casey's little sister, replied.
The two stepsiblings walked away, leaving Derek and Casey alone.
"I had my first drink at 13," Derek admitted.
"Says the future alcoholic," Casey snickered.
"Says the future model. Congratulations Casey. I'm proud of you," Derek smiled.
"Really?"
"No."
Casey rolled her eyes and started to walk away.
"I'm kidding. I am proud of you. You've gotten pretty far," Derek said as he grabbed her arm.
"Wow. Derek Venturi being nice? Someone pinch me," Casey rhetorically said.
Derek pinched her.
"Ow. I was kidding, you jerk," Casey replied.
"Oops."
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2 months later
"No, no, no. You've got it all wrong. Tiffany, get off of my runway and watch Casey," Diana, Casey's boss, told another model.
Casey's career was starting to build, although, her life was becoming more work. She was starting to fail some of her classes because of the modeling job. She was never home and never had time for anybody or anything. She hadn't seen her boyfriend Max in almost 2 weeks.
"Good job Casey. Oh, perfect. Casey, may I speak to you," Diana shouted over the music.
Casey walked off of the steps.
"Yeah. What is it?" Casey asked.
"Everything is perfect. Your walk is stunning. You are stunning. Everything is. There is just one teeny, tiny problem," Diana confessed.
"Oh. Then it should be easy to fix," Casey smiled.
"Of course. You are starting to look…how do I say this…plump. Now don't get me wrong, it's pretty. But not for you. You need to lose a few pounds. It's simple. Just take these pills," Diana handed her a bottle of pills.
"But I just--," Diana put her hand up to stop Casey's words.
"Just…take…the…pills," Diana smiled. "You can go home for the day."
"I just don't understand," Casey replied, but Diana had already walked away.
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"They're just pills Em," Casey told her best friend Emily.
Casey was telling Emily about the dieting pills that were given to her.
"I know that Casey. I mean that the pills aren't good for you. They're like steroids. I read an article about dieting pills the other day actually. They can--," Emily was cut off by Casey.
"I don't care what they can do to me. As long as they make me lose weight, I'll be fine.
"Fine Casey. It's your choice. I got to go. Talk to you later," Emily replied, annoyance in her voice.
"Alright. Bye Em," Casey said, knowing Emily was upset. She hung up her phone and walked downstairs.
"Hey Case," Derek said.
"Hey. Where is everybody," Casey questioned as she set down the pills on the counter.
"Umm…Nora and George are shopping and Lizzie and Edwin and Marti are all at friend's houses," Derek answered.
"Oh."
"What's with the pills?"
"Um…," Casey hesitated. She wondered if she should tell Derek about the pills. "They're vitamins. Diana told me I should take some."
"Oh," Derek nodded. He didn't suspect a thing.
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Weeks passed by and Casey continued to take the pills. She went into work one day and walked up to Diana.
"Um…the pills aren't working Diana. I think I factually gained a pound," Casey admitted as she handed Diana he pill bottle.
"Really? Well, they worked out for most of our girls here. Um...," Diana said this and pulled Casey aside.
"Listen. There's something else you can do. I know you might object to this but a lot of the girls do it," Diana began.
"What is it?" Casey asked, hoping it wasn't what she was thinking.
"Um…throwing up. I know what you are thinking. 'How gross'. It's gross but it is really going to help you look and feel beautiful. Just think about it."
Casey gave her a look of disgust. The thought of bringing up her meals was…nauseating.
"Diana, I don't think I really--," Casey started to speak but Diana put her hand up.
"Just think about it," she repeated.
"Okay," Casey answered with a sigh.
"Alright. You can head home. I actually won't need to see you for a few days. You can catch up with your family or whatever. I'll call you if you're needed," Diana informed her.
Casey sighed, louder this time and she walked out the doors.
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Casey sat at the dinner table that night, poking at her food. She thought about the possible consequences.
1. Eat and gain weight.
2. Eat and throw up.
3. Don't eat at all.
Any of the three sucked.
"Casey why aren't you eating your food?" Nora asked.
"Um…not that hungry."
"Well I don't care. If you wan to be able to be a model, you have to eat. Now eat," Nora demanded.
Casey did as she was told. She thought about her three consequences as she ate her food.
After eating all of her food, she had two whole bowls of ice-cream.
She added up all of the calories that she consumed. But none of that mattered. It wouldn't matter at all.
She brushed away the calorie worries and went into her bedroom. She kept staring into her bathroom, contemplating what to do.
She suddenly heard a knock on her door. In walked her mother.
"Casey, I want to tell you something. I don't want you t do anything you don't want to. Don't let people tell you things about your brain or your looks…or your weight. Don't let anyone pressure you into anything. You have a right to say no," Nora smiled, hoping she had made her point. She had. Casey knew exactly what she meant.
Nora hugged her daughter and left the room. Casey locked the door behind her mother.
She sighed and laid her head on her pillow. She got up to shut off her bathroom light. Instead, she left it on and walked in, locking the door behind.
With her, she also locked a repulsive and terrible secret.
A/N- I'm going to make this thing like a few chapters. I really hope you guys liked this! I was so nervous because I didn't think anyone would review. Anyways, I hope you do review. Hope you liked it :-)