Martin and Dawn walked into their condo after partying for what seemed like endless hours. She threw her shoes off and sat down on the couch, her gown flowing to the ground. Martin began to walk into the kitchen without saying a word until Dawn got up and stopped him.
"Okay, spill it, what's wrong with you? You have barely spoken to me all night ever since I won the award. I thought you'd be happy for me," she said quietly pulling him by his arm him over to the couch.
"Dawn, it's not that. You know I'm happy for you."
"So what is?" she shot back, so frustrated with everyone and everything. The whole night Richard and hers had exchanged looks... looks of passion, of hatred, of tension and she was so sick and tired of all the men in her life.
"Fine, you want to know? What the hell was your speech about? You spent like 3 minutes talking about how amazing Richard was and I got one measly second. Not to mention, he seemed mighty affectionate when it came to you two in his speech. So what is up with you two? Do you love him?"
Dawn got up and paced the room, biting down on her lower lip to keep from screaming. "Why is it that men assume things when they don't have a damn clue what the heck they are talking about! Whether Richard loves me is not the issue, the issue here is you don't trust me!"
"Should I?" he retorted getting up. "I mean I saw the looks tonight, I saw the way you walked up gracefully there with him in his arm. You're not that great of an actress Dawn."
"You inconsiderate bastard," she screamed slapping him. "You have some nerve to even accuse me of this, not to mention where do you get off insulting my acting career. Sorry darling but if I'm not mistaken I won that award tonight."
"I wonder why," he mumbled under his breath.
"Excuse me?" she asked. "With all that mumbling I didn't hear what you said."
"I said I wonder why you won. Damn it, just admit you love him," Martinyelled.
"The only thing I'm going to admit right now is how much I despise you at the moment. When you get over this damn jealously give me a call, until then, don't speak to me," she yelled grabbing her bag and slamming the door shut.
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Late at night when all the world is sleeping
I stay up and think of you
And I wish on a star
That somewhere you are thinking of me too
"Dawn...." Richard said groggily, as he opened the door of his condo, dressed only in his boxers and a T-shirt to see his co-star standing before him, still in her awards’ gown. Her hair was a mess, her mascara was running, and tears streamed from her eyes as she threw her head in his chest and sobbed.
"I got into a fight with Martin," she wept, as she felt his arms instinctively wrap around her waist.
"I'm sorry, but why of all places, would you come to me? I figured I'd be the last one you'd want to see after a fight with him."
Dawn pulled away to look up at him with her glistening eyes, as her voice dropped to a low and raspy tone.
"You know why I am here Richard, you've always known I'd come here."
‘Cause I'm dreaming of you tonight
Til tomorrow I'll be holding you tight
And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be
