Never Enough ((Accepting))

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Justin watched her fall asleep, and smiled softly as he laid her down, slowly moving to get up.

Aessina looked at the lake, then him, tilting her head slightly.

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Aurora remained asleep, smiling softly as she did.

Lucian smiled at her, he kissed her cheek lightly.

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Justin let her go, pulling the covers over her, and gently kissed her forehead.

Aessina smiled again before she kissed his cheek in return, and gave his hand a gentle squeeze.

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Aurora smiled as she curled up under the covers.

Lucian smiled at her warmly, he looked at the water, "I am getting soft."

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Justin smiled again as he examined Aurora, and kissed her once before he stood straight and turned toward the door.

Aessina tilted her head a little bit, "How so?" she asked quietly.

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Lyric laid back on the couch in a sitting room inside of the center, just staring at the ceiling about her as she bit her lip. It was hard for her to really find the will to move, the stage of withdrawal she was in had her in depression, both desperate for a fix, and too tired to really find the will to actually get up and try and think of some sort of way she could outsmart the drug tests and be able to get that fix. She rose a weak, shaky hand with a sigh, resting it on her forehead. Her body was weak, having ran on drugs for the past year with little food in it since she was also suffering from an eating disorder, now it was virtually empty. Anything she ate, she threw back up, and now it had gotten to the point that she was depressed enough to not really see the need to eat anything.

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Synyster lay in his room for a long while, staring up at the ceiling. While he'd been on drugs, his agent had given him a long lecture of how lucky he was that his addiction to drugs hadn't affected his looks, and he had seven modeling shots when he was out of the center. He slowly sat up with a sigh, his choppy blond and brown hair perfect as it always was, despite how he'd tossed and turned all night. He got up, looking at his reflection in the mirror for a moment, before he dressed with his usual dark jeans and low cut V neck T-shirt, and that little bit of eyeliner that set of his blue-green eyes. When he was done, he walked out of his room, sliding one of his hands in his pockets as he walked down the hallway with a yawn. He'd gotten so many comments, more squee's from girls, about how he was so perfect looking with the most perfect, angular features. He sighed again as he continued down the hall, and turned into a room, his gaze shifting to Lyric, who he easily recognized, for a moment, then looked away as he sat down in the chair he usually sat in.

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[sorry about late reply, fighting with Elvis{my schnauzer} over another piece of paper ]
Lyric turned her head to look over at Synyster, not really impressed by his looks since she had had more then enough hot guys fawning after her, she sighed, turning her head back to look at the ceiling, of course that had been before her becoming a druggie, through that really hadn't affected her looks that much, but her eating disorder had since it had made her arms and her body more skinny, frailer, and her eyes more tired. A sigh escaped her lips as she let her arms rest across her stomach as she stared at the ceiling once again, at the moment she wasn't even sure if she could stand without passing out, and she wasn't really sure if she cared.

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( Lol, s'all good. xD )

Synyster sighed quietly as he took out his phone and sank down into his chair, and texted his agent, then set his phone on the arm rest of the chair as he waited for a reply. His hand twitched once. That was he only thing his agent had completely gotten pissed at him for, that he couldn't stay still for a long time, and that was his job. He was a still, a posing model, and it affected his shots. He sighed again, watching the screen of his phone light up, before he looked at the ceiling again, his hand twitching once more from the drug withdrawal he suffered. He'd been clean for two weeks, not too long, but progress for him.

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Lyric lifted her head slightly to rest her arm behind her head, still staring at the ceiling, she had been clean for almost a full month and a half, she'd been clean for longer a few times, but this time the withdrawal was affecting her worse, sending her into depression that was likely to end up killing her, especially since she hadn't eaten in almost a full four days, and barely drank water, only enough to make the officials here leave her alone, through she had lied about eating a cheeseburger as well. She didn't even blush as she would have used to when her stomach let out a growl, her eyes still locked on the ceiling, they were glossy eyes, glazed over and barely focused.