Selfish in Love

Chapter 1

I wake up to the sound of a loud and frenetic scream. 'go go go move...oh no...F...' It takes me less than a second to realise, it is Evan playing video games, again. My alarm didn't get off. I reach for my Phone on the nightstand and chek the time, it is only 4.30 a.m! Great! He interrupted my sleep again. I sign frustrated, try to get some sleep, nothing. All my efforts remain unsuccessful. After an hour trying I decide to give up and instead go to take a shower. As I walk to the Bathroom he is still playing, I can ear the constantly annoying passionate cream and swearing. If only he could use that energie and passion toward something else like finding a job or toward someone else, me for example it would be wonderful but who I'm kidding.

Evan and I have been dating for almost a year now. He moved in with me because his roommate kicked him out, he has never really told me why but I can see the obvious. It was suppose to be uniquely for a short periode of time, time for him to find another place to stay. Since then, he never left.

I'm glad I have an ensuite Bathroom so I don't have to see his face right now. Once I brushed my teeth I step into the shower. The water on my body is a relief, it feels so good. Most importantly, the sound of the water outdoes Evan's swearing.

I am barely out of the shower when I hear my Phone ring. I quickly wrap a towel around me, rush into the bedroom, stumble in my way almost falling down and nearly lost my towel. Water is dripping from my hair I do not care, I was waiting for this call but did not expect it to come this early.

"Hello Karl"  I'am quasi breathless but remain enthusiastic.

"Hello Rizea." It's Rissea I think to myself

Karl is my agent. I've been working with him since I moved hier in Seattle to study Business and Economics even though I'm more into books. Even as Karl hasn't bring me a significant job yet I am not mad. My studies are keeping me busy anyway, it is not like I'am just sitting here waiting for an acting role to come or my manuscript to get pick up. Going to auditions is for me just an opportunity to see if acting is something I would like to get into. My hope is more in my manuscript to be honest.  I'm not quite sure yet what I want to do after college, for now I'am experimenting different ways.

Karl musst have ear my breathing. "I am  interrupting you?"

"No no I was already awake"

"Good listen"

There is a wear moment of silence. Is that good or bad? Is he thinking how to bring the good news or what? I find another towel and begin to dry my hair.

"I am listening...Karl... are you still there?"

"Yea... hmm". Oh oh this can't be good, can it? He continues "the thing is ..."

Why is he so hesitant? As most as I respect Karl I want to know what is going on, I want to know if this time I got the job or not. " Just say it," I shot

"You didn't get the job Rizea"

That is? Is this why he was so nervous? I try to tell him that everything is ok and that I'm fine, "That's ok , I will practice more, go to more auditions and may be one day..."

"There won't be others days, I am no longer your agent. you need to find someone else or better you need to quit acting. I do not think you're going to make it big. You're not there yet and probably will never be, that is why I don't want to work with you anymore."

I'm taken aback by his words, they are hurtful. I sat on the bed while he was quitting on me. The thought of telling him that he could have done a better job himself crosses my mind but I decide to remain as professional as I can.

"What's about my manuscript then," I continue

"It won't become a thing neither"

"Why?" I ask altough he gave me more than one reason already.