Thread: Mollie's Secret (MysticSparxman & Celebstars)

Mollie was laying in bed. She had been up most of the night as usual, something she had developed over the last few months, finding it hard to close her eyes and fall to sleep. It was starting to affect her career. Mollie was turning up late to studio recordings, forgetting her lyrics to songs and it was bringing down the mood and damaging the atmoshpere. Her close friends and band members, as well as her management team were telling her to seek some help, to help cure the problem. So a few weeks ago, she visited her doctor, who examined her, listened to her problems and decided it was best to seek help with a therapist, believing it may be something psychological. He told her he would refer her to someone he knew, and she could expect a letter of appointment through the post. Pulling the white covers from herself. Mollie turned her legs to the side and slid out of bed. Her barefeet touching the wooden flooring and helping her to stand as she made her way out of the bedroom and to the kitchen. She was in a standard pair of white cotton panties and a white tank top which hugged her figure well. Making herself a tea, she sat down and wasted twenty minutes of her life staring out of the window until she had finished her drink. Rinsing the cup out in the sink, she left it alone and went to the bathroom. She never ate in the morning, always choosing to skip the most important meal of the day. Clearly she had been sinking in to depression and wasn't looking after herself properly. Undressing herself, her naked body crept in to the shower, closing the glass door behind it and letting the water hit her face. Mollie had turned it on before she entered, checking the temperature wasn't to hot. The water hit her soft skin, soaking up her blonde hair and giving any part of her still sleeping body a wake up call. Mollie washed her hair using shampoo then covered her body in soap, letting the warm water coat her body and rinse her clean. Stepping out of the shower, she turned off the water and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around her body from the chest downwards. Grabbing another towel, the singer dried her hair with it, not wanting it to drip water on her way back to her bedroom. Once dried, Mollie put on a pair of red silk panties, a matching bra, and went to her closet, pulling out a white shirt, black trousers and a jumper with various designs. Putting each arm in the sleeves she buttoned up the shirt leaving the very top button open. Pulling her trousers up, they fell short of her ankles, more of a fashion statement then the peice of clothing being to small. Pulling the jumper over her head, she went back to the bathroom and brushed her teeth, forgetting to do it after she showered. She quickly sprayed some deodrant under her arms, lifting up the shirt and jumper to gain access. Walking back to her room, she placed her feet in her shoes and was ready to leave. Grabbing her phone, she put it in her leather brown bag and took her car keys on her way downstairs. Locking the front door, she unlocked her car and stepped in, closing the door behind her and throwing her bag on to the passenger seat. The place she was to visit was thirty minutes away, and it took exactly that time to get there, her car pulling in to the parking lot and finding a space in the corner. Grabbing her back, Mollie headed inside, checking herself in and waiting to be called. Eventually, the receptionist told her to go through. Thanks she replied, lifting her bad up her shoulder and then walking in to the room after knocking first. It was rather large, a giant black couch stood in the middle in front of his desk. Hi Mollie said, looking rather nervous as she gave a weak smile. Sitting down in the middle of the sofa, she let her bag down and rested it against her ankle, crossing her legs and letting her hands sit in her lap.