Wish I Was Faking (Benedict Cumberbatch - x reader)

Chapter 1

You were walking down the streets of Los Angles, the city of stars. Your little apartment just a few blocks further from were you stood watching the sunset while you waited for the traffic light to tell you it was your turn to cross the road. It was so beautiful, the way the light hit the plan trees, the backlit skyscrapers and the purple to pink that faded into orange sky. 23 years old and this is what you had accomplished. Just a few years back in highschool, this was your dream. Except in those dreams you were an successful full-time actress instead of a part time waitress and student learning your trade at community college.  You had an agent but she had yet to land you a part bigger than an extra merely in the background, appearing on the screen for a few seconds if lucky and the most of you ever shown was your face covered under sunglasses, a hat and half of your left arm. However, you had hope that just maybe one day, you'd have a lead role. It would take some work but you knew you could do it. Everyone you met in your auditions told you that you were pretty and had amazing eyes which are useful for this career feild.
After the walking man appeared on the traffic light across the street you thought to yourself, "One day I'll get the one roll that will change my life."

10 minutes later you had walked up the stairs to your small apartment complex door. The sun had set and you struggled to get the key because you couldn't see inside your purse. The "porch" light had been out for weeks and your landlord still hadn't fixed it. After rummaging for a moment you found it and got inside. You threw your purse to the side and plopped down on your old beat up couch you bought at a thrift store. While you waited for your roomie Marie to come home, you read a few chapters of you favorite book because neither of you could afford cable yet and reading books released the creativity of your mind.
You started to feel tired so you finish reading for the night, lit a cheap candle to cover up the smell of whatever the sent was coming from the people who loved below you and fell asleep only to have dreampt about winning an Oscar for supporting actress