Oh what a day. I had then reached a point where I was achieving my dreams fast. I had seen all of my aspirations coming to life. I was seated in the dressing room as the make up artist was working on my face to make sure that I looked decent enough for my fans. The room was filled with all these staff members moving back and forth. I definitely did not know all of their names. I mean, it was a TV show set and I was the main host of the show itself.
“All done.” Maria, the make up artist said .
“Thanks.” I replied as she stood and left me there to warm up for the show.
The mirror was lit all around showing me how I looked exactly. I was still dashingly handsome if I could say so myself. It was living proof because judging by the women in my dms at the time, I knew. I took the note book that was on the table there and confirmed my lines for that specific show. It was going to be a special show celebrating the people’s choice award we just won for the show.
“Hey , Charlie, you’ll be on in ten. You should probably go on set now.” Said my director who was standing at the door.
“Okay Andy. I’ll be there.” I replied.
My phone received a message. I opened it and it was a certain girl named Anna. I frankly didn’t even remember her, it was only because I saved her number. She said.
/Hi, I just wanted to tell you that I really miss you and I enjoyed every second of our encounter last time. I want to see you again. Call me/
I looked at it and smiled and then went on set.
Ten minutes later…
“Well, hello everyone,” I started with an emphatic tone, making sure that I was as welcoming as I could,” welcome to another great episode of did they cheat? I am happy to see you here for some spicy and entertaining content that will shock you, make you laugh and also make you go crazy. I am you’re host as always Charlie Brown and before we got to all the good stuff, I would like to thank all of you so much for supporting us. We have just won another award for the best TV show on the people’s choice for the second year in a row. What a run it has been. I didn’t have a chance to be there and I apologize for that and s I would like to give a small speech. I would like to thank God for all this blessings as always. I would also like to thank my beautiful wife who is at home, Samantha, I love you baby, we’ll celebrate tonight. And to all of the crew who make this show possible especially my director and friend Andy back there. I always thank you for being with me since day one. Anyway, im about to cry now so I’ll stop. On to today’s episode. We have a fire new episode about Veronica and Ken. Now Veronica has been seeing Kevin for three years now and is wondering if she is wasting her time with him because he is it Willing to take then next step. Now the problem is she has been seeing some symptoms of an STD and she thinks he gave it to her. She also has seen him flirting with other girls and is half sure that he is cheating and so she just wants proof and the truth. Confusing, right? So we linked up with her to see what exactly she was feeling and to find out, IS HE CHEATING? See you after the story.”
“And the story is running Charlie you can take a break now.” Andy said in my ear.
I got of set to chair near there waiting for the episode to end because it was going to take about 25 minutes to air and it would include some breaks. I took out my phone again and found some messages form the girl from earlier. She sent me some really tempting photos of herself in her bed begging me to come over. She was now half way to convincing me.
My phone rang as I was texting her to reply.
“hello.” Samantha ,my wife greeted.
“hello.” I replied in a low tone.
“So congratulations on the award. I could have told you in person if you still came home to me.” She complained.
“I told you I have work. We shoot Every time these days. This is work.” I excused myself knowing full well I was lying.
“I Know, I know. Never mind. Will you come home today or you have more work?” she asked.
Before I responded my phone vibrated showing more messages. It was explicit photos, the girl had now fully convinced me to go to her.
“Are you still there Charlie?” Samantha asked.
“Yeah , I am. Uh, actually I have some work I need to attend to. I want to work on some new ideas for the show. I really need to get this proposal done. It is guaranteed to let me work less time and allow me to come home to you for longer times.” I continued to lie. This one was guaranteed to work.
“Okay then. I’ll see you tomorrow then. I miss you.” She said in a slow sexy tone.
“Okay. Goodnight.” I replied coldly.
I didn’t have any more interest in my wife anymore. I kept her with me because, it was a more desirable image to the public.
“The episode is half way.” Andy said.
“Can I just prerecord the ending and then leave because I need to go.” I asked.
“Why not? You need to celebrate. Go ahead.” Andy said.
I was glad he accepted because I was planning to go early because I was going to spend the whole night awake celebrating if you know what I mean. I recorded the last scene and then got out and went into my blue Mercedes. I drove off to the address that the girl left me to meet her in the hotel.
I made sure to park a few blocks away so that no one could know I was around. She registered a different name for me so that I could get in unnoticed. They didn’t have an issue letting me in. It’s as if they knew it was the place of infidelity.
I got to the room and knocked. She opened the door looking all sexy.
“I knew you would come.” She said.
I kissed her deeply and we got into the room.
subconsciously.
The door was almost falling off with the amount of knocking that was happening. My head almost burst out.“Fuck off!” I shouted but whoever was there didn’t stop. I had to get my behind up and move to the door and open up or this guy would take it all the way down.“I’m coming. “ I said as I half opened my eyes to go look for my robe to get to the door fast or this guy would make it more worse on my ears.I took my robe and started to walk out of my room. All of a sudden the person on the door stopped. Just when I had even gotten out of bed just to get to the door. I came slowly to the front of my apartment and opened the door. Weirdly enough, it seemed like the one who was there before had already left and decided to go away. I looked down the hallways just to make sure that no one was around and then I noticed my mail on the floor. Well that had to be the mail being brought to me. And then I remembered exactly why there could be that type of knock at my door at that kind of time i
I got back home in the morning with a hangover. The girl from the previous night was actually really good in bed. We had a lot of fun and then drunk and that was why the hangover was killing me. The only reason I came home was because I had to show my wife that I was really at work. I parked at home hoping that she was out with friends at the gym or something so that it could give me time to sneak in and get some clothes before leaving and not have to deal with her tantrums and complaints but I was wrong, I was so wrong.As soon as I got in, she was standing right there waiting with her hands wrapped around her waist line and anger pouring out over her facial expression. “What?” I asked as I began to walk into the house. She stood in my way.“You mean you are going to be out all night in God knows where, and the only thing you can say is what? You have to be crazy. “She said.“What the hell is wrong with you Samantha? I just told you last night that I was working on a project for w
I didn’t get the courage to tell Patrick what exactly brought me there but I at least gave him my support when he needed. I got into the bus as I didn’t bring my car that morning. I sat at the back near the window. As I was getting confortable, I received a text from Patrick. He said he was thankful I came to him that day and that he forgot to tell me some bad news. I asked him what he meant and he replied by he didn’t tell me that due to the low views he has been getting on the channel hell have to delay some pays that he hadn’t paid to us the previous month.“FUCK!” I said. It was just all I needed in such a situation.The bus driver turned around and looked at me.“Are we okay back there?” he asked. I knew it was definitely me because the other guy in the bus was busy listening to some music and his head was in the clouds.“I’m okay.” I replied. I knew I wasn’t. How was I supposed to get myself through this tough time without any earning? I was both in shock and anger but also in d
“ So do you live here?” Kevin said to me as the bus we were on starting reducing it’s speed to the stop which I got out on. “Yes.” I replied still itching from the embarrassing way I met this dashing stranger. I stood up , he also stood up. I thought it to myself ' what a gentleman! ‘ I walked slowly down the big rusty bus staircase and had once small glance at Kevin. I was so attracted to him. It has been a while since someone like him had been that close with me for five seconds without running away. I stood outside and opened my bag just to make sure that everything was still on the bag and that my eyes were the only thing left behind. Turns out something was actually left behind. I looked up and Kevin was standing outside. “Hey, you? “ I said. “No, I don’t. I just think it’s wrong to allow such a beautiful lady walk home by herself at this time. “ he explained much of which I began to compre
AS THE NIGHT WENT ON ,MOLLY DECIDED TO RESEARCH MORE ON CHSRLIE BROWN ON HER LAPTOP, SHE GOOGLED ALL THAT IS KNOWN ABOUT CHARLIE
I woke up to the soft, golden light of dawn, and I knew I had a mission ahead of me. It was time to find Mark in the slum called The industry.As I stretched beneath the cozy warmth of my blanket, I couldn't help but wonder how I Was going to trace him down in such a dangerous area without risking my safety. I was still questioning myself on all I read last night about Charlie. Was this a close point to some truth or was it just a shot in the dark?The room was simple, adorned with faded floral wallpaper and a small wooden nightstand holding a picture of Mark , one that I had printed the previous night.Throwing off the covers, I shivered at the cool air that rushed over me. A quick glance at the clock told me it was early, but I couldn't wait any longer. Determination filled me as I climbed out of bed and began to search for my belongings.Even though The Industry was not foreign to me, and I had no idea where to start. I settled on a plain white dress and sturdy hiking boots, not k
I arrived home feeling utterly drained, both physically and emotionally. The weight of my fruitless quest to secure an interview with Mark and the cloud of financial worry loomed over me like a persistent storm. With a heavy sigh, I decided it was time to unwind.The comforting familiarity of my small, cozy apartment greeted me as I entered. It was a haven of solitude, a place where I could take refuge from the demands of the outside world. Dropping my bag by the door, I headed straight for the bathroom, the soft lighting casting a warm, inviting glow.As I started to fill the bathtub with warm water, I couldn't help but let my mind drift to the predicament of my financial woes. The overdue bills, the looming rent, and the uncertainty of how I would make ends meet gnawed at me. My desire to secure that interview with Mark was not only fueled by curiosity but also by the hope that it might be the key to solving my money problems.As I eased into the soothing waters of the bathtub, my th
I sat in my cozy apartment, the muted sounds of the city filtering through the window. With my phone in hand, I nervously dialed Ann's number. The weight of the conversation I was about to initiate was heavy on my shoulders. I hoped to convince her to share her brother Mark's side of the story about the controversy that had been aired on TV two years ago.As the phone rang, each tone seemed to echo with anticipation. Ann's voice finally broke the silence as she answered, "Hello?""Hi, Ann," I began, my voice calm and gentle. "I know this is a lot to ask, but I think it's crucial that we hear Mark's perspective on the controversy that happened two years back. It's only fair that he has a chance to share his side of the story."There was a hesitant pause on the other end of the line, and I could sense Ann's internal struggle. I knew this was a deeply personal matter for her, and I didn't want to push too hard.Finally, in a soft voice, Ann responded, "Molly, I appreciate your dedication