Infinity | Sequel to Right Now |

"I Don't Know About You, But I'm Feeling 22"

Virginie's Point Of View

September 14th

I can't believe Matt and I finally have a day off at the same time.  It seems like, these days, the only time we see each other is when he wakes me up in the middle of the night when he gets home from work.  That's definitely not the kind of life I expected when I came here.  I guess I should have known.  That's what comes with working in that kind of business. 

I work at conventional hours in an office, when I'm not doing overtime, and Matt works at night on set.  He really likes his job and he is very passionate about it.  He assists the producer in everything, reviews scripts for scenes, works with the camera crews and lots of other things he can explain much better than me.  Not a day is the same for him.

I, on the other hand, sit behind a desk and make calls all day to book security guards, make up designers, costume designers, press, lawyers, book gigs, try to reach Simon most of the time through his assistant, but the cherry on top, I have to deal with Jake Goodman.  He is a pain in the arse.  He is tall, good looking, young and uses it to his advantage.  The number of time he comes in to work hung over, late or not at all.  I am the one that has to do everything he doesn't.  He uses his power over me to his benefit and I hate it.  He makes me do all these ridiculous things and I can't say a word because he can and could fire me at any moment.  I try my best to suck it up, it has only been a month. 

I can't recall the last time we had sex that much.  I can't recall the last time we had sex at all.  I'm pretty sure I won't forget today.  Just that makes it the best birthday ever.  I honestly don't want to get out of bed.  All that matters to me right now is Matt.  I've been missing him like crazy. 

I snuggle closer into his arms under the covers gently covering our naked bodies.  I play softly with the hair on his chest, kissing his skin here and there thinking about us, him and our future.

"Matt?  I was wondering...  Would you like us to have our own place?"  I whisper, tilting slowly my head to look at him.

"Of course, I would like that.  The problem is that even if we do, we won't be able to see each other more and I prefer knowing you alone here with my family than alone by yourself in our flat."  He whispers, rubbing the side of his finger on my cheek.

"But I want to be alone with you more often and by alone I mean alone alone.  We can only really be intimate in the middle of the night when everyone is sleeping and even so we need to be quiet."  I whine silently, trying my best to convince him.

"I know, but...  OK, I need to tell you something..."  He sighs and his eyes leave mine to look away.

"What is it?"  I worry, stepping back a bit to have a clearer view of his face and his eyes.

"I've been really working hard and late lately, because, in a few weeks, my boss is going to produce a show in America and talks about the opportunity for me to direct it, so I need to prove my worth."

"What?!"  I definitely step back now and sit on the bed.  I'm torn between feeling proud and feeling sad.  "Why haven't you said anything before?"

"Because I didn't want you to worry for nothing if I didn't have the job"  He straightens himself on the bed and sits comfortably against the head of the bed.

"Is that the show I've worked on, trying to find a network that will broadcast it?"

"Yes."

"So it's my fault you might be going to America?"

"Don't put it this way..."  He opens his arms for me to snuggle into, pressing my forehead to his chin.

"I know...  As a best friend, I think this is amazing and you shouldn't pass on an opportunity like this.  It's so exciting to have this chance so early on.  It isn't directing a movie, but it's an amazing achievement.  As a girlfriend, I can't help but to feel sad.  I don't want you to leave.  I got here a bit more than a month ago and we are already going to be apart again?  I know we are going to make it through, but what's a few weeks compared to the year we spent apart?"  I try my best to see the bright side, but I can't deny how hard it's going to be when I already lived something similar before.