A couple weeks have passed since the red carpet premiere. One of the best nights I'd ever experienced since I've arrived in L.A.

I was currently pacing in a circle in my trailer. It was about 11:45 a.m. and everyone would be arriving right about now. Mrs. Susan had the cast reschedule their scenes today in order to watch the scene I'll be performing. I arrived around 7 a.m. to read the script and practice it with my on-screen parents who were only going to be here for this day.

Though we practiced and went over the scene for almost 4 hours, I was still unsure about everything. I've never done a scene like this before. It was out my range and I wasn't sure I was capable of handling it. I walked with the book in hands, my eyes darting around the page, mumbling words. I think the main reason I was so nervous was because I knew everyone was going to be on-set, their eyes on me as I go through my emotions.

I guess I was scared how everyone was going to react. No one knew about this scene, except my "parents", Mrs. Susan, the writers and I. And I was terrified that I wouldn't perform it up to Mrs. Susan's expectations and I would disappoint everyone.

I was overthinking to the max when a knock on the door scared me out of my thoughts.

"It's time Miss Ami, Mrs. Susan and everyone is waiting for you." I took a deep breath. My shaking hands holding my water bottle and script. I exited the trailer room and slowly made my way towards the set.

There were rows of chairs lined up with a walkway in the middle. Sort of a bleacher form kind of way, like at a high school. It felt like a movie theater, except we were filming the movie. People filled up the seats, Louis, Willie, Timmy, Jo and Alex had reserved the seats right in front, next to the camera.

I felt their eyes on me as I got in position. I glanced up at them, them giving me confused but happy looks. I took a deep breath as I sat down, makeup artists at my side, touching up some makeup or hair that had gotten out of place.

A man walked in front of the camera holding the clapper board. "Scene 63; take 1! Camera rolling."

And the scene began.

The Scene:

Ami was sitting on the couch right across her parents in the living room. Her hands fumbled as she felt her parents eyes bore into her skull, nervous to look up, her heart beating so fast it felt like it was going to pop.

Her parents had been sitting in that position since she had walked through the front door after school had ended. She wanted so desperately to shut herself in her room and blast music while dancing stupidly, not having a care in the world, but once she heard how deep her dad's voice had spoken to her and how her mom avoided eye contact with her, she knew it was serious and she couldn't get out of it.

She sat on the couch, staring deeply at the table legs as if she was analyzing every part of it. She cleared her throat before speaking up, "So what's wr-" she started before her dad interrupted her.

"What the hell is this?" Her dad turned behind him, showing Ami her computer and opening the screen. The tab was opened to a college that she had researched for the past two years, it was her dream college. It was specifically opened to where it said "Literature Majors."

She dared not to look up at her parents as she was scared at what their faces full of disappointment, anger and confusion looked like. The thing was, she's not supposed to be researching literature degrees. Not any of that bullshit, her dad would say.

"I don't hear an answer. What the hell is this?" Her dad questioned slowly, Ami's body began to tremble.

"It's a college." She finally answered. Her leg began to bounce up and down.

"No shit, but why is it under literature majors. You're not supposed to be researching that." She knew all too well she wasn't yet she still did.

"I-I don't" She began to say, her nerves began to kick in, unaware of how this night will end.

"Speak up child." Her mom butted in, scaring her as her dad did most of the talking, her mom was just there for front row seats.

"I don't want to be a doctor..." Ami's words hung in the air, silence taking over. She looked at her lap and only her lap, afraid to glance up and see the disappointment and disgust laid out on her parents faces.

*slap*

Ami held her heated cheek as she turned towards her dad who was towering over her. Anger showing through his eyes.

"You're going to be a doctor." He said. Tears formed in Ami's eyes, scared to fall out.

"I don't want to be a doctor tatay (tagalog word for dad), I want to be a writer" Her dad stared at her before laughing. Her dad looked at Ami's mom who was still sitting down on the couch nervously. He turned back to her, his face becoming serious once more.

*slap* Ami fell back into the couch in pain. Tears began to fall out of her eyes, unable to stop.

"You are a joke, you hear me?" Ami's dad pulled her hair causing her to grab his hands in pain. "You'll never make it successful as a writer, you'll be on the streets before you even make it to college." He threw her onto the floor.

Ami looked up at her monster of a father, crying in pain, her hair a mess. He had his back turned to her, his hands on his hips.

He spoke so low, it was hard to hear what Ami's dad said next."If you go into literature, don't plan on ever coming home." With that he left through the front door, Ami's mom soon following after him. Leaving their only daughter on the floor.

Ami ran up to her room (which was really the next room on set) shutting the door behind her. Tears streamed down her face as she began to hyperventilate. Feeling the walls closing in on her. She began to hit her head constantly. Her forehead starting to turn red with pain.

Standing in the middle of the room, her hands held at her ears, unable to get rid of the voice ringing in her head. You'll never be successful as a writer. Don't plan on ever coming home.

She screamed in agony.

She threw things all around her room. Her pillows were scattered. Her books half open, some shut all over the floor. Ripping posters off the wall, clothes off their hangers. Ami was in pain and she didn't know how to handle it. She yelled, screamed and cried until her throat started to hurt. Her lips quenched for thirst. The only moisture in her body were the tears that fell uncontrollably from her eyes.

She sat on the side of her bed in front of her dresser. Ripping at her hair and yelling. Yelling for acceptance and freedom. Both of which she would never receive from her unloving parents. She slapped the wood of her bed, banging her head against the dresser behind her, causing her head to bleed. She couldn't care for it. She didn't feel the pain. The only pain was the one in her heart. The pain to which she couldn't heal.

She hurt every inch of her body, banging her head against walls, slapping her hands against her body, just to feel something other than the burning pain in her chest. As she began to grow tired and the waterworks had finally stopped, she laid down on the floor, surrounded by the mess she had caused. The words still ringing through her head, she closed her eyes.

End of scene:

Ami had laid on the floor waiting for the cue from Susan, or from anyone really. But no one made a sound, it was silent.

When she opened her eyes and got up, her mouth not only dry but her head starting to throb in pain, she regret actually doing all of that and not faking it. She then faced the crowd. Everyone was in shock. Some had tears in their eyes, some had their hands up to their mouths. Mrs. Susan sat up from her chair, tears falling down her face.

Ami quietly laughed to get rid of the awkward tension when she spoke up, "Anyone got any water?"

She began to walk towards them when all of a sudden they stood up, slowly crowding her. Scared to get too close after the performance she had done.

"Miss Ami, that was amazing"

"You made me cry."

"That was the best performance I had ever seen!"

She looked around thanking everyone, luckily someone handed her some water, she chugged the bottle.

"I've never seen an act like that!"

"We were about to call cut, we thought you were in actual pain!"

"I was so scared Ami, your performance was so moving."

She moved along the crowd thanking everyone, hugging all, comforting them, letting them know she was okay. When she came to a stop in front 5 people. Louis, Willie, Timmy, Jo and Alex.

Jo pulled her into a hug, rubbing her back. "Ami I was so scared."

She laughed as she hugged Jo back, "Aunt Jo, I'm okay I swear, it was just acting."

Alex then pulled her into a tight hug. "That was hell of an acting kid."

Timmy then pushed away Alex and looked at me, his face was pale. "That felt so real Ami, I was about to get on set and comfort you." He then pulled me into a hug so tight, I could hardly breathe.

Willie then came to my side, "I'll never be able to top that in my future years of acting dude, I hate you." We both laughed at his comment when I noticed someone standing to the side, facing away from the crowd, their hands hanging around their neck.

It was Louis.

When I pulled his face to me, his eyes were red, tears still flowing down, he was taking deep breaths as if he was starting to suffocate. "Lou, are you alright?" I asked him, worrisome in my voice.

He didn't answer, instead he pulled me into a hug. He held onto me like he was scared to let go. I felt my neck start to get wet when I realized he was sobbing into my shoulder. His body was slightly shaking.

"Please don't ever let me see you like that Ami. That felt too real to me. I want to know you're always okay, I can't see you in pain like that ever. I- I care too much about you." He said into my shoulder, still clinging onto me.

I sighed. I didn't realize how much worry or pain my acting in this scene would bring to people.

"I won't Lou, I promise."

He looked down at me, his waist and arms still holding me, "You promise darling?"

I looked into his eyes, "I promise Lou."

Without hesitating, he kissed my forehead and continued to hold my body in his, never wanting to let go.

A/N

hi guys! I'm so sorry for not updating for two days and I hope this chapter makes up for it! I hope you guys have a wonderful thanksgiving! Spend time with your family and just be happy you know? I love all of you guys and appreciate all the support, love, and feedback this book has been getting. I hope you guys have a wonderful day!

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- jules

p.s.
i was thinking of having a Q & A later on in the story so please comment some questions you might have. It can be about the book, the characters or anything about me, the author! I will be answering all of them most likely after some chapters that I've already have drafted.