C11 CHAPTER ELEVEN

CHAPTER ELEVEN

"I..." She stuttered with her gaze glued to the ground in shame and fright.

"So it's true? So what I have been hearing about you was all true?" Andrew asked in a low tone.

"Andrew, this isn't the place for these talks. Why not discuss it when we are done". She muttered in fright as her body shivered from fear.

The fear of losing him because of her selfish interest!

"Mrs. Luca and Mr. Andrew, are you both not going to start the auditioning cause there are many people who are also here for the auditioning". Losing patience, the writer uttered.

"I am not interested in casting this movie". Andrew echoed with pain and anger in his voice.

"Why are you doing this? Did you hate me just because I want to act this role? Or because I am married? Do you want to give up on your career? The path you tried to create for ten years?". She asked hastily with tears in her eyes as she remembered how hard working and how much Andrew had always wanted to become an actor and how he had to work both day and night to get into his middle school— all because he wanted to act in the main role of a popular movie.

With rage and resentment filled in him, he shot her a dreadful look that stated nothing but hatred! "You are in no position to talk to me!"

"It's fine if you hate 'cause I am nothing but a selfish bitch who deserves the pain and hates from people she loves a lot but please don't quit what you worked hard for all because of my sake". She muttered in tears.

"Next person in the role". The writer instructed immediately as he watched Andrew walk out from the auditioning hall.

"A-n-d-r-e-w". She called out but he ignored her.

"Mrs. Luca, show us what you have in a pack for us, alongside this young gentleman". The writer instructed.

“Ivan, you can do this”. She reassured herself before taking a deep exhale.

"Hey". She smiled, chewing the gum which was just given to her.

She has to try her best and win this role or she will never get it again because she is a failure!

"Hey? Do I look like a puppy to you..."

The writer couldn't hold his laughter filled with disappointment in the actor's acting skills. "Halt! Is this the way it is written? Is this the way you are gonna portray it?"

"I—"

"Next person". The writer interrupted him.

“I don't know why I am nervous but I hate when I am nervous”. She thought as she watched the writer rejecting the men.

“Next! Next!” That is the only word she has been hearing from the writer.

~~~~RESTROOM~~~

"Andrew, are you just going to give up all you have worked so hard for because of that lady? Is she really worth it? Is she worth the waste of time? Waste of effort?". Brian uttered from the door of the restroom.

Brian is like a brother to him and the only family that has supported him when others turned their back on him.

Hitting the washing tube, he whimpered. "Brian, am I late again? It's just been a few years and she already got married?"

"I warned you, she is nothing but a nuisance which you ought to avoid at all means". Brian uttered.

"Brian, you know it can't be possible. I love her a lot and want to spend the rest of my life with her. I can't stand acting the role with her if I want to let go of her". He muttered.

"Will you just stop! Stop behaving like some highschool kiddo and face it head on".

"How? How can I take the role without my heart fluttering for her?". He asked pathetically with his reddened eyes staring at the entrance door of the restroom.

"Make her hate you and hate her too!"

"I think what you suggest is right".

"I will take the role". He echoed with his mind already made up.

"Good for you". Brian smirked as he watched him walk out from the restroom.

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"Since we did not have the perfect ML, we will call it a day and set the auditioning for another—"

"What if I try? Am I still permitted to participate in the audition?". Andrew asked.

"Oh. You can". The producer voiced out.

“Did he come back because of me? Is he not mad at me anymore? Is he going to confess to me again?”. She seemed carried away with her thought but was brought back to reality by the voice of the writer.

"Let the auditioning start!"

"Hey". She waved at him, as she swayed her body with her hair roughly parked to the left and her seductive lip tempting for a kiss.

"And who the hell did you think you are to have the guts to sit next to me and pull up a trashy act!" He yelled with rage.

"Oh, I am sorry I sound a bit strange and crazy but that's how I used to be". She muttered as she took his cup of alcohol and gulped it down.

"You are really crazy! Crazy enough that you don't know who you came to drink with". He said with his reddened eyes staring at her.

"I don't want to know who I spend the night with as long as they pay me money for it, as long as I will be financially satisfied". She chuckled at his words.

With a spark of anger in his eyes, he echoed. "Then you are with the wrong man!" He stood up about to go when he felt her touch.

"What is it?". He asked, giving her a terrifying look.

"Cause I want to be with you, I want to—"

"I did not have time..." He said, about to walk out when she pulled him back.

"Wow, these two people are really giving life to this book and spicing the scene". The writer muttered.

"I—" She couldn't even speak when she felt the earbud fall off from her ear.

"What the hell just happened? Am damn in trouble". She said inwardly.

"Mrs. Luca, why are you not saying anything?". The writer's voice made her jerk off.

“No! This isn't going to happen to me right?”. She asked herself as she pulled herself together.