Give It A chance

Chapter 2

"I'm so sorry. I - I" Danny began feeling confused.

He normally is good at reading people's emotions. He couldn't seem to understand hers. She wouldn't let anyone see them. She was mysterious and different. He liked that. It made him wanted to know her more. He was a smooth talker, though not with her. He tried his best to keep it cool.

Jessica didn't seem moved by the fact that he's clearly embarrassed. She wanted to hear his explanation. "So what, your stalking me?" She began, pushing her hair up and lifting her eyebrow at him. Danny looked at her with a smirk.

Danny's POV: Damn, she wants to play it rough. Hmm, there is no impossible. I will crack your code, pretty face.

"No, of course not. I was just wondering would you have time to go out somewhere with me tomorrow after we're done shooting our scenes. After all, it is just us who got our usual scene cancelled." He said confidently believing in his charm.

"I guess, we can. I have not much to do tomorrow." (other than binge and purge on the rest of the food she has at home.) She smiled and began walking away with a satisfaction. "Wait!" Danny said rushing towards her. "There are sworms of paparazzi waiting for you out of the studio" he said quite concerned about her petite body geting harassed by guys who called her all creepy stuff. "What??!" She half screamed, half whispered "Why for me?" "Evan was on set today, why not harass him?" She sighed and stomped her tiny foot on the floor

Jessica doesn't mean it in a bad way. She likes everyone from set especially Danny, Evan, Emma, Taissa, Sarah, Brad and Ryan.

Well maybe not everyone she liked. She dislikes Lily pretty bad. She doesn't like her way of always wanting to be in center of attention. But she keeps her anonymous dispise professional.

"Everyone allready left, Jess. I was just chatting with Ryan and Brad that's why I'm still here. You always work longer than you should and never get yourself enough rest. I noticed that your hard working." "That's not the reason why i don't leave at normal time" she muttered with her head swinging down "What?" Asked Danny

"Nothing. Can you help me get through them paparazzi's?" Asked Jessica looking seductive. "Sure. Here grab my hand." Replied Danny. Jessica grabbed his hand without hesitation. He smiled and directed her through the door. White light flickered everywhere. "Hey, sexy!" One of the paparazzi said "Jessica look over here! C'mon baby, pose for us." "Are you guys dating?" "Danny, keep her close, she's smokin hot!" Jessica lost count of how many paparazzi's the were. She didn't care though. She quickly hugged Danny goodbye as she pushed her leg inside her Bentley "Can't wait for tomorrow" Danny said with a smirk. Jeasica waved and blushed.

Jessica's POV

I have nothing to wear. Holy shit I have to hide my anti depressants. And my razor blade is still in the hall. What am I going to wear to hide my scars.

Jessica's thoughts were killing her inside. Cocaine and whisky would ruin her career so she stopped using them. She did smoke a lot though. And drink a tall glass of scotch a day. Jessica's stomach growled. She stopped at dunkin' doughnuts and ordered 5 nutella ones. She drove home, while eating. Her phone pinged so she wiped her hands clean and grabbed her phone just to read the reminder. Still watching the road though. She read the reminder her demons screaming "FAILURE!!" inside her head. Her heart sank. She arrived at her luxurious mansion closing the gates behind as she entered her property. She ran inside.

"Ma'm green tea as always?" Said the young maid "You have a free night. You can go." Replied Jessica. Her voice croaking as she spoke "but ma'm, it's only 8pm" "JUST GO!!" Screamed Jessica as loud as possible. The maid grabbed her stuff and dashed through the open door. Jessica ran upstairs crying hysterically and collapsing into her palms. Her bedroom was a creme colour very couture and sophisticated. She slamed her bathroom door open grabbing her tooth brush. She bent down over the toilet seat, holding her golden hair. She stuck a toothbrush in her mouth and started gagging until every bit of the food (a.k.a 5 doughnuts) was out. She flashed the vomit from her toilet and looked into the mirror. Her make up all smeared across her face. She made a disgusted face at the mirror. "Your pathetic!" She said to herself. One last tear drop streaming down her cheek.