Chapter 2 - Let the Show Begins…

-Eve-

The anxiety of not knowing got the best of me so I stood up and left the room. 

As I got out of the room I was in, I wandered towards the exit and found myself in what seemed like a hidden park inside the building. I was amazed at how beautiful the place looked, on a good day I would have stayed and admired the place. But I need to get out of here and find my cheating ex-boyfriend and ex-bestfriend.

If they think they can easily get away from me they are wrong. 

"I'm not wrong. Shouldn't you reflect on yourself? Sophie is prettier than you and has a gentler personality. You're so unromantic. Every day with you is torture for me. Do you understand? Leave us."

A girl was pushed to the ground and was crying silently. In front of her, there was a man and a woman, their half-naked bodies and love bites telling everything.

What the hell is wrong with the world?

And how come there are more jerks than there are good guys?

Before I knew it, my feet moved on their own and didn’t stop until I was standing between the cheating couple. 

"What's wrong with you? You betrayed her and are still acting innocent here, blaming everything on others. It's disgusting. You're a self-righteous fool. And you..."

They both turned to face me. The girl looked shocked but as for the man, he looked more amused than surprised. 

“This is for everyone who got betrayed by the people they trusted the most,” I said as I pulled my hand back and slapped the woman’s face so hard that the sound that came from the contact was so loud. 

“Cut!” A loud shout boomed surprising me as crew members appeared nowhere.

“What the hell are you doing?!” The woman covered her face and shouted. A team of women with makeup and other stuff appeared to check on her face, and then a man with a dark face pulled me aside.

"Where did you find such a stupid woman? She actually dared to hit me. I'm telling you, if this isn't resolved properly, I’ll give up this film." She snarled with that dark-faced man, the director, I supposed.

Then all the lights came on one after another, and some people carrying cameras came out from the corners.

I turned around and looked at all this, suddenly realizing that I got into trouble.

They are shooting a film. 

This was fake.

And I just had a crazy outburst, like a lunatic. I regained my senses and really wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

“I never knew you were that strong,” I turned to see a tall figure lurking in the dark but he slowly walked towards me, and I stood face-to-face with the man in front of me. My eyes blinked several times as the realization of who he was dawned on me. 

I can’t believe I am letting Vincent Beckett see me ridicule myself. We have always been head-to-head with each other. Especially at school. All I know is that he is a rich spoiled brat who always gets everything he wants, except being the top in our school because I always get that spot. 

“What are you doing here?” I asked as he chuckled. Of all the people to see my mistake why the hell does it have to be Vincent freaking Beckett. 

“Shouldn’t I be the one to be asking that?” It was more than a question as a smirk appeared on his face. 

Instead of answering his question, I just stared at him.

“Cat got your tongue, Eve?” The smirk was back on his face and I wish I could slap him. 

“Well, it’s not my fault that they didn’t explain everything clearly to me,” I retorted, trying and failing at the same time to redeem myself. 

He looked at me in silence, all amused as I fought my urge to turn and run away because whoever left lost this game that we were playing. Even though I am not sure if I am winning. 

“Why do I feel like what you are not acting? Like you experience the very same thing?” He rubbed his chin, pretending that he was in deep thought. I felt my cheeks heat up as I looked away from him. I can’t further embarrass myself in front of him. 

“There you are!” The woman with the headset and clipboard said loudly. “I clearly told you to stay put and you wouldn’t listen!” 

“I’m not even sure why…” I started to explain but she cut me off. 

“You’re just an extra!” She shouted raising her hands along with the clipboard. “You need to pay for all the damages you have caused and all the pain you made Miss Honey endure.” 

“What damages?” I asked. 

“The time. The set, and the actors and actress f*e for wasting their time.”

“How can you hold me accountable when I wasn’t supposed to be here? You pulled me even though I tried to stop you several times.” 

“You will pay or you will go to jail.” She crosses her arm.

“I can’t go to jail,” I said, trying to reason out. 

She was about to say something else when someone called her.

“Wait here,” she said angrily, “Or I’ll make sure you really go to jail.” 

I watched her as she walked away. 

I sighed not sure what the hell I put myself into.  I turned around and found that Vincent Beckett was still standing there, smiling at me.

“How much do you think the damage they keep saying I cause cost?” I asked him

“About a couple of hundred…” He started to say but I cut him. 

“Good I think I still have a thousand dollars saved up,” I said simply, but I stopped breathing the moment that he finished his sentence. 

“...thousand of dollars.” 

“What?” I said almost screaming. 

I don’t have that money. Where the hell am I going with that money when I don’t even have any work yet? Having my two part-time gigs isn’t even enough to cover five thousand dollars.

Panic runs through my veins as I am not sure what to do. 

“Are you okay?” He asked and I just nodded even though I really am not.

“I guess, I’ll see you around,” I hear him say, but can’t look at him as my mind races thinking of ways to earn the money to pay the damages.