One Breath Away

Chapter One

Hello everyone and anyone reading this. So I love to read wincest, who doesn't? Anyway I saw a J2 story here on wattpad and I was like "Eh what the hell, I'll give it a shot." I fully expected it to suck as most ones I read do. But it didn't I loved it! But like most great stories end up here unfinished *Guilty as well* It pissed me off "What a fan-fucking-tactic story and no ending!" I'm going to do my best to create one of my own and if you're still reading at this point I would like to say I misspell a lot, I don't intend to, but I do. So to help me out on this story if you see any mistakes I make along the way speak up. I prefer reader with a voice, even if you don't know what to say a simple "Hi, I'm reading your story." will be fine. ANYWAY to the story.

"Damn it Jensen, say the lines that are written for you!" The producer shouted as he threw the script to the floor in a fit of rage.

"I can't get a word of this trash out of my mouth. Who the hell wrote this?" The green eyed actor spats as he walks off the set only to be stopped by the director himself.

"Look kid I don't see you getting anymore offers here. Do the damn scene or we'll find someone who will." He spoke directly in Jensen's face, the man's fingers collided around Jensen's arm tight. Jensen pursed his lips his demeanor never wavering.

"I quit." He growled out at the man, jerking his arm free from the tight grasp as he walked away from the so called next hit The Zombie Cure Of The Dead.

AN: I made that up if something like the exists, I have no knowledge of it.

"I'll see you never work in this town again!" Jensen heard the man shout to him as he took off the props for the scene.

"Yeah bite me." He snorted, giving a simple apologetic look to the makeup artist standing next to him. She smiled at him as she took the props from him with out saying a word. Jensen turned on his heal not able to get out of there fast enough as his shoulder hit one of the other men on set. "Watch it asshole." He spat pushing passed him.

"You couldn't read the lines they gave you." The dark haired women sated, shuffling papers as Jensen walked in. Jensen shook his head and begin to open his mouth, but she stopped him. "Do you want to end up doing toothpaste commercials, is that it?" She asked not even looking up at him. He went to open his mouth again in defiance, but she cut him off. "Damn it Jensen. You're not just going to get handed a star role and be signed up for a 10 series TV show. Know give me one good reason why you walked off the job I lined up for you." She folded her hand on the desk, looking up at him.

Jensen gave her a look as if making sure she was going to let him talk this time. "Well, I don't want me first film to be a crappy horror movie." He stated, his hands shoved deep in his pockets.