Page 1 of Agony

ChapterOne

“Cut! That’s a wrap, guys! Good job!”

I was standing next to the director looking at the floor.

I listened to him as he told the actor and actress that they could ‘go get cleaned up.’

This was the third shoot I stood through today and all I could think about was how badly I wanted to kill my cousin, Adesynne.

She was the one that got me this job by telling me that I would be working for a major entertainment company; she didn’t tell me that it was a porn production company.

One of Addie’s biggest gripes with me was that I was twenty four years old, still a virgin, and barely went out on dates.

‘You’re such a pretty girl, Neve!’ she would say. Then she would point out my long, wavy brown hair, dark green eyes, slim waist, and somewhat large breasts. “Let’s go out. We can have a good time and we can pick up some guys. You don’t have to screw them, but at least get in a good make out session or two!”

I would always tell her no; that I would rather stay home and sit in my sweats, watch Netflix, and fall asleep on the couch. Sex wasn’t something I felt I needed to be rushed into so I didn’t bother going out to find any. I was a homebody, I was shy, but most importantly, I was happy the way I was.

Now here I was watching people have sex with each other because it was their job and my job to be by the director’s side in case he needed anything.

Yeah. Paybacks are a bitch,I thought glumly as we all headed to the next location in the studio.

“You look like you need a breather, Neve,” the director observed. I looked up at him and he was giving me a sympathetic smile. “Go outside kid. I don’t think I’ll need you for this set up.”

“Thanks,” I replied quietly.

I practically ran outside. Once I got to the backlot, I made my way through ‘Los Angeles,’ ‘Las Vegas,’ ‘Chicago’ and went straight to ‘New York’ where I sat down on the steps of a brownstone and sighed. Despite the unhappy feeling I had been having all day, I found myself smiling. I was originally from the east coast so being on 5thAvenue made me feel like I was almost home.

I closed my eyes and put my face in my hands. I had already decided that once I had enough money, I was going to make a beeline straight back to the Atlantic side of America. I knew that regardless of what type of ‘entertainment’ company this was, it was still a great opportunity and I was learning a lot about how things worked behind the scenes, especially since my master’s was in entertainment. But I was just so uncomfortable all the time and I was willing to give it up in a heartbeat.

God, I’d give anything to go home,I thought, lying down and curling up into a ball.

Apparently I had fallen asleep on the stairs, and I woke up to someone gently shaking me. I guess I had been in New York longer than I thought. I cracked one eye open and groaned. I heard a voice laugh and the hand that was shaking me moved away. Taking a deep breath, I pushed myself up to a seated position and stretched. I opened my eyes and looked at the young man that was standing at the bottom of the steps, one hand on the rail, and smiling at me.

“I didn’t realize New York was taken,” he said cheerfully.

I smoothed out my hair and pushed the sides behind my ears. I didn’t know what to say really; partly because I had just woken up and partly because he was absolutely gorgeous. He had shaggy auburn colored hair, the most amazingly beautiful blue-gray eyes I had ever seen, and a strong jaw. It was taking everything in my power not to reach out and touch his face. I looked at his hand on the rail and raised an eyebrow. They were so smooth but masculine and I could see just a kiss of his forearm peeking out from under his crisp, white sleeve. His t-shirt was meant to be loose, but it seemed to hug his body ever so slightly. The black fitted jeans he was wearing didn’t do that good of a job of hiding his muscular legs. Oh yes; keeping my hands off of his gently sun kissed skin was proving to be very hard.

“So do you work here?” he asked.

I reached into my black tank top with the huge white sugar skull in front and pulled out my badge. Eventually I was sure I would learn to speak again.

He reached over and took the badge in his hand, peering closely at it.

“Are you new?” he asked, looking at me curiously.

I nodded.

“Who did you get paired up with? Usually they take it easy on the new girls,” he replied with a smile.

“What? No! Hell no!”

I realized that he thought I was the new girl on theset,not just the director’s go for.

He threw his head back and laughed, “Not into this line of work, huh? It’s okay; it’s not for everyone. So if you’re not an actress, then what do you do?”

“I’m the designated director of the day’s bitch,” I replied rolling my eyes.

He gave me a sympathetic look and sat down at the bottom of the stairs. He stretched out his long legs in front of him and crossed them.

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