I lift my head and even in the dark room I see James eyes frowning as he groans in annoyanceHe grabs my phone to see who it was but give it to me after looking with a confuse look on his face. I frown as an unknown number show on my screen lighting the room instantly
I look at James with the phone in my hand "what do i do ?" i whisper and a small smile appears on his face before changing quickly in his old cautious look
"answer"
I click unsure onto the green halo on my cell phone and i put it on my ear. I sit with my legs cross in front of James who watch my every movements closely. I'm surprise he didn't ask me to put the phone on speaker but i guess he doesn't want me to feel uncomfortable incase it's a private call
"Hello ?" i say softly and a voice erupt through the phone
"Hello Miss Lee. I'm Jacob Molnoy and i'm calling you about the audition you went a few weeks back" he pauses
I take a breath from surprise but i don't exhale. I thought for a long time i wouldn't have any news from them but there they are, calling me in the middle of the night. I shake my head and try to regain my mental strengh and being able to interract with this Jacob guy
"Oh, yes Hi" i say not knowing what to say "you're calling me for my result ?" i ask as i take James hand in mine and squeeze it for in one hand reassuring him -even if i don't know if it works, and to have support -even if he doesn't know what happen. But James is a smart guy so he'll firgured it out by himself before the end of the call
"yes exactly Miss" i can hear a smile on his face "as you know, the audition were planned to select the futur Black Swan who'll be dancing at Broadway in one year but there was selection for others characters too" he adds
I listen closely, scared i'll loose an information "we are pleased to announce that you have been selected to be the Black Swan replacement incase the dancer of Black Swan can't dance the big day" he says "congratulation"
I'm speechless
I have to be happy about it right ?
Well i am but i can't help but feel a little disappoint in myself for not being select to dance Black Swan. But there is still a chance i'll dance, it just means that the girl who'll dance Black Swan will have to fall down the staires
"wow thank you" i say forcing the excitment in my voice. Like i said i am really happy but right now the disappointment take over my happiness
The phone call end and i look down at it with a frown on my face "Wendy ?" James asks as he lifts my chin with his fingers "what is it baby ?" he says with a concern look on his face as he looks at my cheeks
I feel the wetnesses of my tears falling down my cheeks and i sniff "it's silly" i scoff shaking my head and James lights the lamp "i'm select to be Black Swan remplacement" i whisper and James gasps "baby that's amazing" he says as he pushes me towrad him and wraps his arms around me "i'm so proud of you Wendy" he kisses my head "you did it" he whispers and i shake my head
"no i didn't do it" i push myself away from him and wipe my tears away with a frown on my face from the anger i feel for myself "i'm just a remplacment James. I wasn't good enough to be Black Swan" i sniff as i speak loudly with a cracking voice
"Wendy looks at me" James says as he grabs my legs and rests them on his lap, sliding his hands up and down them to calm me. I look up at him "the day of the audition remember what was on you mind" he says and i frown as he continues "i was in the hospital, you were injured and this fucked up girl hurt you on purose. You were scared for me and for your audition. You understimated yourself the whole day but beside all of that you are select. Maybe it's not what you wanted but even with all of that on your shoulders that day you were good enough to be select" he smiles ''you are the best at what you do''
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the light in his dark
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