Hollywood Ending Part 11 (B)
At the age of 15 Jason Donowitz went to Hollywood to pursue his dreams at acting, leaving behind his friends, family, and his first love. 5 years later and Jason now 'JD' has become a teen heart-throb and house-hold name. Pursued by screaming fans and casting directors alike he seems to have left his old life behind..........until a chance encounter changes everything.
JASON'S POV:
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?"
Mack squirmed against my arms as I pinned him to the wall.
"Calm down Jason you're over reacting."
"Overreacting?" I stared at him incredulously, did he have any idea how much this had fucked things up? Not only had I not been able to get through to Emma on the phone, but she hadn't responded to any of my letters or messengers either. I had tried going to her place but the man at reception had stopped me and said that they had left, and no, he didn't know where they had gone.
"Do you have any idea what you've done? How much you've fucked things up?"
I had to fight to keep myself from driving my fist into his pudgy jaw.
I pushed myself away from him, disgusted with the sight of him.
"Jason I fixed things! If you had any idea how much that fling of yours with your precious 'Emma' was messing up your reputation, you would be thanking me right now! I have just made you a media darling! And managed to tie you in with a beautiful heiress! What the hell are you complaining about?"
I turned on him angrily, my voice coming out a snarl;
"What am I complaining about? What am I complaining about? You have ruined any possible chance I had at explaining to Emma that what she saw wasn't me sleeping with someone else!"
"Jason you could have any girl in the world, why this one?"
"Because it's Emma! She's the one for me, and I...I can't be without her again."
I stopped as the truth hit me; I loved her, was still in love with her. After all this time, the knowledge flowed through me, a part of me acknowledging that I had been trying to deny it , knowing she wouldn't here forever. But now...
"I've got to go."
I turned and strode for the door, no way in hell was I going to let Emma and I be separated by a stupid misunderstanding engineered by some blonde twit.
"Jason come back! You can't do this! You can't throw everything away for some idiot, who's willing to give you up for a few trick-"
I was halfway to the door when Mack's voice stopped me. Shock and fury raged within me.
Mack slammed into the wall with a loud thump this time, my arm pinned at his throat.
"Mack, what are you talking about?" My voice was deadly calm, I could barely suppress my growing fury.
"Jason you're hurting me!"
"Tell me, NOW!" My arm pushed harder against his neck.
"Alright! Alright, before Emma came to see you and saw you with Annabelle, I went to her apartment."
"And what, did you do?" I was still in control of my anger. Barely.
"I told her I knew about your dates, and that you took all the girls there. I told her that you didn't care about her."
I swore violently and backed off him, letting him slide to the floor.
"Anything else?" I bit out as I ran my hands through my hair.
"Yes."
"What?" He cleared his throat and looked anywhere but at me.
"I told her that because of how much time you were spending with her, and the fact that you weren't single, was going to affect your movie contract."
"What about Annabelle?" He nodded.
"After the e-mail five years ago she was perfect for it wi-"
My fist cracked into his jaw before he could duck, my fist connecting with enough force to send him rocking back on his heels and topple over.
"YOU BASTARD! YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR EVERYTHING!"
Mack just looked at me as blood trickled out of the corner of his mouth.
"I had to do something! You were going to be my whole career! You were so hung up on that girl, you weren't focused enough!" There was venom in his voice I had never heard before.
"I don't give a damn about my career if it means losing Emma!"
I strode to the door and just before I slammed it I turned around and watched him get up.
"You better hope I can fix this Mack, or jaw isn't all I'm going to brake."
With that I slammed the door , and drove to Emma's apartment building, determined to find someone who could tell me where they went.
When I got to reception , I headed straight for the desk an asked if she knew where the Draytons had gone. She looked surprised and told me they had never left.
Ignoring the frustration that Mack had once again cause, I bolted for the elevator and held my breath as it ascended to Emma's floor.
I ran out of the elevator and pounded on Emma's door, when it opened my heart was beating fast and I had no idea what I was going to say, but it didn't matter I just need to see Emma.
But Emma didn't open the door, her mother did.
"Hello Jason." She said coldly.
"Hello Mrs. Drayton, I don't know what Emma's told you, but I need to speak with her."
"You can't."
"I know I screwed up but-"
"No I mean you can't because she's not here."
"Where is she?"
"She left for the airport an hour ago."
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?"
Mack squirmed against my arms as I pinned him to the wall.
"Calm down Jason you're over reacting."
"Overreacting?" I stared at him incredulously, did he have any idea how much this had fucked things up? Not only had I not been able to get through to Emma on the phone, but she hadn't responded to any of my letters or messengers either. I had tried going to her place but the man at reception had stopped me and said that they had left, and no, he didn't know where they had gone.
"Do you have any idea what you've done? How much you've fucked things up?"
I had to fight to keep myself from driving my fist into his pudgy jaw.
I pushed myself away from him, disgusted with the sight of him.
"Jason I fixed things! If you had any idea how much that fling of yours with your precious 'Emma' was messing up your reputation, you would be thanking me right now! I have just made you a media darling! And managed to tie you in with a beautiful heiress! What the hell are you complaining about?"
I turned on him angrily, my voice coming out a snarl;
"What am I complaining about? What am I complaining about? You have ruined any possible chance I had at explaining to Emma that what she saw wasn't me sleeping with someone else!"
"Jason you could have any girl in the world, why this one?"
"Because it's Emma! She's the one for me, and I...I can't be without her again."
I stopped as the truth hit me; I loved her, was still in love with her. After all this time, the knowledge flowed through me, a part of me acknowledging that I had been trying to deny it , knowing she wouldn't here forever. But now...
"I've got to go."
I turned and strode for the door, no way in hell was I going to let Emma and I be separated by a stupid misunderstanding engineered by some blonde twit.
"Jason come back! You can't do this! You can't throw everything away for some idiot, who's willing to give you up for a few trick-"
I was halfway to the door when Mack's voice stopped me. Shock and fury raged within me.
Mack slammed into the wall with a loud thump this time, my arm pinned at his throat.
"Mack, what are you talking about?" My voice was deadly calm, I could barely suppress my growing fury.
"Jason you're hurting me!"
"Tell me, NOW!" My arm pushed harder against his neck.
"Alright! Alright, before Emma came to see you and saw you with Annabelle, I went to her apartment."
"And what, did you do?" I was still in control of my anger. Barely.
"I told her I knew about your dates, and that you took all the girls there. I told her that you didn't care about her."
I swore violently and backed off him, letting him slide to the floor.
"Anything else?" I bit out as I ran my hands through my hair.
"Yes."
"What?" He cleared his throat and looked anywhere but at me.
"I told her that because of how much time you were spending with her, and the fact that you weren't single, was going to affect your movie contract."
"What about Annabelle?" He nodded.
"After the e-mail five years ago she was perfect for it wi-"
My fist cracked into his jaw before he could duck, my fist connecting with enough force to send him rocking back on his heels and topple over.
"YOU BASTARD! YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR EVERYTHING!"
Mack just looked at me as blood trickled out of the corner of his mouth.
"I had to do something! You were going to be my whole career! You were so hung up on that girl, you weren't focused enough!" There was venom in his voice I had never heard before.
"I don't give a damn about my career if it means losing Emma!"
I strode to the door and just before I slammed it I turned around and watched him get up.
"You better hope I can fix this Mack, or jaw isn't all I'm going to brake."
With that I slammed the door , and drove to Emma's apartment building, determined to find someone who could tell me where they went.
When I got to reception , I headed straight for the desk an asked if she knew where the Draytons had gone. She looked surprised and told me they had never left.
Ignoring the frustration that Mack had once again cause, I bolted for the elevator and held my breath as it ascended to Emma's floor.
I ran out of the elevator and pounded on Emma's door, when it opened my heart was beating fast and I had no idea what I was going to say, but it didn't matter I just need to see Emma.
But Emma didn't open the door, her mother did.
"Hello Jason." She said coldly.
"Hello Mrs. Drayton, I don't know what Emma's told you, but I need to speak with her."
"You can't."
"I know I screwed up but-"
"No I mean you can't because she's not here."
"Where is she?"
"She left for the airport an hour ago."
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