The life of a newbie in Hollywood and Scarlett Johansson. Will life ever be easy for them?
I'm working on another book right now, the story of Switch, as referenced in this book. Would anyone like to read about that made up story too?
Director: Thank you so much everyone for what's been the craziest last few weeks on set. I'll see you all back in LA in April!
I jump down from set, grab my phone from Ollie and text LG.
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Just then, Jack calls.
Me: "Hey, how..." Jack: "How quickly can you get here?" Me: "Jack, I'm in Lond..." Jack: "How quickly, can you get here?"
Ollie listens, he calls ahead to get the flight to leave as soon as we get to the airport. He mimes "early tomorrow morning".
Me: "Um, like really early tomorrow if we leave now. Why?" Jack: "Your wife is in labour, you fucking idiot. Just get here."
He hangs up. Ollie already knows and grabs all of my stuff, suitcases already in the car. We run into the car and arrive at the airport in next to no time.
13 hours later...
I burst through the hospital doors.
Me: My wife, where is she? Scarlett Y/L/N-Johansson. Receptionist: Straight down the hall, first door on the left.
I sprint down, leaving Ollie to deal with my stuff. I reach the end of the corridor and see Scarlett, sitting there, no baby. I haven't spoken to her since I left. I've FaceTimed the kids, but never seen Scarlett.
I make my way in timidly, quietly shutting the door behind me.
Jack: I'll wait outside.
He leaves, allowing me to stand next to her. She looks exhausted.
Me: Hi.
She doesn't say a word.
Me: Scarl, it's me. Hey. Scarlett: I know it's you, you fucking jerk.
She uses whatever energy she has left to slap me, really hard may I add.
Me: I deserve that. Fair enough. Um, is everything okay? I'm really sorry, I was in the air as soon as Jack called.
The doctor enters.
Doctor: Mrs Y/L/N-Johansson, hi. Me: How's the baby, is she okay? Did you choose a name already? Can I see her? Doctor: I think you should probably sit down.
I sit. Scarlett can't even look at me for crying so much.
Me: Did something happen? Is everything okay? Doctor: Mrs Y/L/N-Johansson, I'm really sorry, the baby didn't make it. We tried everything.
I sit in total silence. Part of me wants to scream, part of me wants to breakdown. I don't know what to think, was it because of me?
Doctor: I'll leave you two to your thoughts. I'm so sorry.
