“O’Malley is certainly working us to death.” Jace said as he collapsed on the ground in the part of the woods we were shooting. I was wearing a sleeveless shirt and would rather avoid the sand totally, but was too exhausted to mind. I joined him on the floor, resting my head on his belly. Sophia, Bianca, Roberto and the others joined us on the floor or rested their backs against the trees.“How’s your play date with your brother going?” I asked Jace.I felt him shift under me. “Perfect. We are supposed to have one today actually.”“Is it cancelled?” A little part of me wanted to see Carter. Roberto saying he was flirting with me had forced the idea i to my head and it wouldn’t leave. Was I really so stuck up on Pierce that I couldn’t tell when a guy was openly flirting with me?“I’m trying to figure out how to cancel.”“You don’t want to join your family’s company.”“I’m just not ready for that part of my life yet. If only my parents would let me be for a while.” “I think we did go
“This looks rather cozy.” I said, stepping a step back and hitting Carter. His hands went around my waist to steady me. “It does? I didn’t notice.” There was a hint of laughter in his voice. When I glanced up, he was smiling at me. “I hear they have good food. We grab a bite and then we leave, it isn’t a big deal.” He cocked his head to the side, “not unless you make it.”“No it’s fine.” I stepped away from him, relieved that his hands freed me easily. I wasn’t even dressed for that kind of thing. I looked out of place here and I liked it that way. A server stopped by us with a smile and spoke to Carter while I hung in the background. When they were done speaking, he led me to a booth not far from the entrance. A smart choice since it eliminated the cozy feel.“So do you checkout new restaurants often?” I asked after we had been given menus.The crinkles in his eyes deepened. “I do, actually. Jace has acting as a hobby and I fancy myself some kind of food critic.” I raised a brow. “T
Hannah helped me lift the last of my things up the stairs to my new apartment. “So you like him?” Hannah asked as we rested at the top of the stairs. I had explained Carter’s words on an attempt to sort through what I was feeling. I didn’t know what it was. I chucked it up to guilt for treating him the same way Pierce treated me; assuming the worst of me. “I don’t like him. I’m just…conflicted.” Don’t get defensive, it’s not bad if you do like him.” I let out an exasperated sigh. “I just lost a child Hannah, not to mention the breakup with Pierce. I can’t ‘like’ anyone right now.” We picked up the bean bag and waddled all the way to my apartment. Heaving as we dropped the bag in the center of the living room. “God you should’ve asked Derek to help.” “Nope.” I answered, collapsing on the bag. As he drive me home after the sordid affair in the parking lot, he informed me that he was quitting. Derek was a good guy, and I would miss his company, but this gave us an opportun
I moved back, my eyes glued on Roberto as he stalked me with a wild look in his eyes. My legs hit the edge of the bedframe and I let myself fall back just as he reached for me. He creeped up my body slowly, hovering over my lips. I crashed my lips onto his a split second later. Here, at this moment, I wasn’t Myra. I was Amber Farnworth, a woman who had a harem of men at her beck and call. She didn’t love a man for over four years without him reciprocating, or lose a child.I twisted my head to the side to evade Roberto’s lips and he buried kisses in my neck. A simple movement caught my eye. Past the camera pointed on us on the bed, past the other stage crew or actors…Pierce? My heart skipped, filling me with more need than I could summon for this scene. Could it be him? I wasn’t sure. A cast member shifted slightly and when they returned back to their former position the figure was gone.“Myra, don’t break the fourth wall.” O’Malley called through the mega phone and Roberto sighed in
Trevor emerged from beside the cars lined in the lot in a tailored armani suit. A simple engraved stainless steel brooch on his collared vest. Forever the stylish icon. “Miss Myra. You look good.” He gave a quick appraisal of my clothes.“Good to see you too Trevor.” I said, not slowing my pace. “I would ask if you missed me but I can guess why you’re here.”“Doing Mr Blackwood's dirty work obviously, now could you make my life easier and wait?”I stopped and crossed my hand over my chest and waited for him to catch up to me. “Was Pierce here today?” I did see someone watching us while we filmed, I couldn’t have imagined a whole human being no matter how bothered I was by him.He crossed his own hands in a similar fashion. “Do you really want me to answer that?”“Yes.”“Alright. He left the office- after acting like piss, I might add- then he returned even more pissy and handed me back the documents he had me painstakingly work on, and told me to meet you here.”“So yes?” That meant
I typed the name into google, having never heard the name before. Scrolling and reading while I peeled another pepperoni slice off my pizza. The mythological wife of Yahweh according to the Canaanite pantheon. Mother of sacred trees…Erased from history like most divine females. I slowed my chewing till it came to a halt. That last bit sounded familiar.A notification from Carter popped up on my screen. I opened it.-I understand that it could be taken the wrong way. But I consider her a powerful deity. Queen of the heavens. I think looking at you feels like I’m looking at the sky. I sat up on the bed and pushed my tongue through my cheek as I read the text over and over, trying to find a double meaning, or hidden insult. There were none.-I like Asherah. I texted back.l-I’m relieved. More dots hovered and I waited. Peeling a single pepperoni from the top of my pizza. -Would you like to have lunch with me tomorrow?”I looked at the text silently.-yes* * *The next d
He had the guts to look at me like I was the problem in this situation. His bushy brows were furrowed as he scowled, his eyes showing equal parts of desire and annoyance. Ditto. “Going out with Hannah?” He questioned. “This isn’t your usual filming getup. “Well excuse me, fashion police, but you need to get out of my house!” He looked at my face finally, then around the house like cockroaches were crawling all over the place. “Really Myra? This? This is what you settled on finally? It’s a dump. Why didn’t you take the apartment I offered?” “And be indebted to you even more? No fucking thank you.” It felt so hot in the house. I had Pierce to blame for that. He was only standing by the doorway, but he managed to fill the room so far all I could see was him, all I could smell was him, all I could think for crying out loud was him! I wanted him gone. “Now if you would be kind enough…LEAVE.” “You can’t be serious Myra.” He started, moving into the room further. “did you even have
He cradled his helmet in his left hand and had the other in the pocket of his jeans. His eyes looked past me and were focused on Pierce, the viking braids on his head turned him into a viking , biker God, if those existed. “Are you okay, Myra?” He asked bending his head to look at me. Why on earth was I always caught staring at him? “Yeah, everything’s fine-“ I started, “wait. No. Everything is NOT fine.” I turned my back by to him, crossed my hands, heels still in them, and glared at Pierce. “But it will be as soon as he leaves.” “Who the hell are you supposed to be?” Pierce asked her neighbor, sizing him up. “The one guy here she doesn’t want gone.” He answered coolly. I felt a mini war going on from the stance both men were taking. I started to think that it was a bad idea to get him involved. “Is this your date? He doesn’t strike me as your type.” “My “type” as scarred me for life, it’s time I try something new, don’t you think so, Pierce? Now for the love of God, LEA
Myra’s POV I slept soundly till the sound of my ringing phone woke me up. It couldn't be morning yet, could it? I wondered as I reached through the sheets for my cell. Three days had passed since the accident and I spent most of it in the house staying in a sour mood. Hannah had stopped by the day after the accident to ask if I really wanted Heidi. For the right reasons. I had gotten upset at the question, but answered sincerely. I had thought about it. And I wasn’t getting her as a replacement for Yvette, which I knew they all thought. Even Lily. All she did was sigh and told me she would help me, because she had contacts. So for three days. I had been hovering around the house, waiting. I took a second to check the time, sitting upright when I read the caller ID. “Hello?” I asked, all traces of sleep leaving my eyes. It was one in the morning and I was getting a call from my mother’s hospital. That did not hold a promise for good things. “Hi. Myra Thompson. So sorry for
Pierce‘s POVHe was driving, but he wasn’t sure where. He had had to keep moving. Far away. where she would not look at him like he was the last person she wanted to see on earth. Crazy how it wasn’t the first time, but this time, at that hospital it sank in. Maybe because he had seen how close she and Carter had gotten. Or the fact that she didn’t want to see him after her accident while he was on the edge of hysteria with worry. All he had wanted to do was touch her. To convince his frantic heart that she was still there. She was safe and out of harm's way, but she could barely even look him in the face. He had fucked things up, so bad. For years he had been in love with her without knowing what it was. He’d catch himself watching her while they were in the apartment. An escape, No, he was falling right at her feet with love. When he read that text message she’d sent about them being over he had sent him into a panic. One he had not been ready to admit to. Admitting to it, was ad
“Pierce…” his name slipped out of my mouth before Incould stop it. Hannah crushed me in her arms unperturbed.“I was so worried, when Carter called and told me about the accident, I thought…God I’m so hlad you’re okay!” I forced my eyes away from Pierce and focused on Hannah. “I’m fine I promise.”“What is he doing here?” Carter muttered. I was painfully aware of him approaching the bed. With determined steps till Carter blocked his path to me. “What do you think you’re doing?” He challenged Pierce. “I just need to make sure she’s okay.” He answered in a dejected tone. I swallowed, my chest felt like it was caving in at the weight of my emotions. On one end, I wanted to cry into anybody’s shoulder, really. But I also wanted to tell him that the reason my heart was breaking was because I watched a random stranger die. And even though she was a grown woman with her own child. The feeling that pounded in my chest was the same as how I felt when I was holding Yvette’s lifeless body in
When the medics came, I moved away from the car, my eyes still glued to the wreckage. Nicole had only passed out, I told myself. It wasn’t a big deal, they would get her out of there and take her to the hospital. A tiny body ran past me, and was grabbed by one of the attending first responders. “Mummy!” Heidi cried as she struggled in his arms. I tose to my feet quickly and walked up to them. “Take her to the ambulance and check her wounds, see if there’s anything major.” Another medic told the one holding her. “Give her to me. I’ll take her.” When I glanced at the car, I saw that the men working were placing a took under the car to keep it from collapsing further. On the other side, two men stood with a plier like object. They wanted to cut into it, I realized. “You’re the one the caller told us about? You got the girl out?” The guy holding crying Heidi asked. I nodded and reached for her. Her fingers tightened around the fabric of my dress, nearly pulling it off my b
As I opened my eyes a blinding light pierced through my skull. I winced and shut them, then shifted away from it when I realized that my body was pressed to hard asphalt. The air was thick with the smell of smoke and burnt rubber.“She’s awake.” Someone yelled as I moved up to my hands which were peppered with scratches and cuts. I could feel a blinding headache building in the back of my head, but ignored it as I looked at my surroundings. The cab I had been in was farthest from me, it’s front end pretty mangled with a broken and blood stained windshield. I looked on the ground next to me to find the driver, unconscious and bloodied, but his stomach rose and fell as he breathed so I knew he was alive.I let my eyes fall on the worse of the accident. The small car we had hit was barely recognizable with the bus parked on top of it. I rose up on unsteady feet and moved closer to the damage. “Everyone step back.” A man yelled, shoving the people closest away. “But there’s a kid in t
Myra’s POVThe rest of the evening went in a blur for me. The announcement, toasts, more introductions…I had retreated so far into my head that Carter had to remind me repeatedly to smile, or nudge me when to do something other than nod at people’s words. He had tired sometime later of reminding me to smile, that he began giving the excuse that I was very exhausted and had not gotten a good rest since my movie premiere. I just hummed and nodded in agreement to that too.“What’s wrong?” He asked in the car when I had not said anything for a while. “You just spaced out halfway through the evening. You didn’t even show any interest when I introduced you to Stuart Dewald. That man can place you just as high as O’Malley di-““When did O’Malley say he wanted me to stop acting?” I asked and turned away from the window. He glanced at the driver of the limousine through the rearview mirror before looking at me again. “What are you talking about?”“When we were chatting with your parents, you
Forget what I said about not being nervous. My heart pounded in my chest the farther he led me into the room. Why was I nervous? We were not officially dating. Everything’s cool. I whispered to myself, trying to play it off. I just chewed out a Blackwood, I should be feeling unstoppable.We approached a group of three and I relaxed at the sight of Jace. “Mother, father,” Carter said, slowing to a halt behind them. The couple backing us turned their attention from Jace. “I want you to meet Myra.”A warm smile was spread across both their faces causing mine to be more natural. Jace and Carter, were a carbon copy of their father. “Myra, this is my dad Gregory and my beautiful mother, Alicia.”“Oh!” His mother exclaimed, smacking Carter on his shoulder. “Don’t flatter me so much.” She chortled before turning her attention to me. “Myra. It’s nice to meet you. We’ve heard all about you.”“Hopefully It’s all good.” I joked.Alicia chuckled, “mostly, you work with Jace yes? I owe you congra
What happens when you’re angry and trying to find a restroom? You get lost. I passed the same medieval armor ensemble three times before I accepted my fate. Or what if it was a different armors?I narrowed my eyes at it. I wonder if that guy was a regular person who had gotten lost, died and was now part of the exhibit. “Todd would you mind pointing me in the right direction? I don’t wanna end up like you.” I muttered at the armor statue, before I glanced left and then right. I sighed and went back the way I had come from. At least the way I thought I had come from. I was sure I had not come across any of the pieces I passed. I stopped infront of two paintings of two men, one posing for the painting fully clothed in 16th century garb with a larger than life codpiece. In contrast, a nude man in the next painting done in Greek style, was reading a book, his own member barely there. “In my head, I think these two would’ve been great friends.” I said aloud my voice echoing down the h
I had never seen a much bigger building in my life. I looked at the building where the Dionet party was holding and felt truly small. The building was a lot larger than a stadium with a roof that slanted upwards, ending in a sharp point. And covered in dark glass from the bottom walls to the top. I felt like in the morning it would be very daunting, but tonight not only did it carry the air of superiority, but of mystery. It told me that it hold stories passed down for centuries that it was willing to share if I just went through it’s double doors. How had I stayed in this city this long and not know about this place?Carter placed his had on my bare back and my focus turned to him. “Just letting you know again that you’re absolutely stunning tonight.”I looked down at my golden silk dress which simmered in the low lights that brightened the small walkway, the material draping elegantly over my curves. The true showstopper though was the daringly deep backless design that plunged dram