Gabriella stretched her arms out as she bent backwards a little. The feeling of her body extended made her close her eyes as she slowly moved so that she was further back. She was naked and still on set, production was running and so far they had two hours of film and she was tensing up from the reverse cow girl position.

"Very attractive Brie,I see you been working on your abs more." Evan smiled as he stood in front of her naked his cock semi erect. "Misty tells me you have a new roommate."

"Yeah, one of her brothers friends," Gabriella said rubbing her neck muscles a bit.

"So he isn't in the business?" Evan asked curious. "Are you girls sure that's safe?"

Gabriella chuckled a little bit and shrugged. "I don't think this guy could hurt a fly, he's all hung up on his ex."

Evan shook his head as he two began to stretch a little. "Still, you girls are letting a man into your apartment. He doesn't understand the business or your life style, he could get the wrong ideas."

Gabriella bent don't to gave her tooth paste bottle and travel tooth brush. "You could come over tonight, meet him, make you opinion." Gabriella said grinning as she began her way to the bathroom.

"Something tells me you still won't listen."

"Because I won't" she said over her shoulder as she made her way to the bathrooms. As soon as she was in the bathroom she walked over to the mirror as smiled at Renee who was sitting on the vanity and Harper who was between her legs with her fingers inside Renee vagina. "Practicing a scene?" Gabriella asked as prepped her tooth paste.

"We're trying to get a sponge out and so far, no luck." Harper let out a sigh.

Gabriella grinned. "Here let me get it." She moved in-between Renee's legs, "How long as it been in there?" Gabriella asked handing her tooth brush to Harper and then warming up her fingers before inserting two fingers in Renee.

Renee winced, "Since yesterday, I forgot about it after my scene with nick." She said with a frown.

Gabriella nodded. It was a trick of the trade, as women we couldn't help but have a menstrual cycle but as porn stars we couldn't help but be an object of fantasy at all times. As a solution the girls would insert a natural triangle make up sponge inside their vagina to soak up blood. This was done so while you were on camera things didn't get messy. However it was very dangerous to leave it in due to toxic and bile build up which is why this was only suppose to be a cure for a few hours at a time. Just long enough to get the scene. Gabriella maneuvered her fingers and got a hold of the sponge. "Got it."

Relief flooded Renee's face. "Thank god, I'm meeting up with Ricky later." She said speaking of her boyfriend of 7 months.

"How is that working out for you?" Gabriella said gently pulling the sponge out and holding it up for her to see then tossing it in the trash.

"Ricky is great; he's so sweet to me." Renee smiled. "We're making 8 months tomorrow."

"Sweet," Gabriella said washing her hands with Soap before reclaiming her tooth brush. "How does he handle the whole porn star thing?"

"It turns him on." Renee said with a grin. "He loves watching me get off." With that said she came down from the vanity top and offered Gabriella a hug. "Thanks so much,"

"Anytime," Gabriella said with a small smile then returned to brushing her teeth.

Renee left the bathroom and Harper stood behind to fix her own hair. "You think we'll ever get to be that happy."

"Everyone has a right to be happy." Gabriella said around a mouth full of her toothbrush.

"There's a difference between the right to be and actually happy," Harper said adjusting her bump.

Gabriella spit and began to rinse her mouth out. "Well if you think about it, you control that happiness, so you'll always have the right to be actually happy. But as humans we're never happy because we always want more. You suck a dick and suddenly their asking you to take it up the ass." Gabriella wiped her mouth with a towel. "Before you know it you're in a movie called air-tight."

With that Gabriella gave a final check to her teeth. Perfection, every man's fantasize, an image of sexually freedom. Looking in the mirror she looked at the soft touches of gold in her hair and the way her hair cascaded over her shoulders. An image of beauty. "See you later Harper."

"Later," The girl called back as the bathroom door shut.

Having spare time only meant that he had more time to dwell on his failed relationship, so he kept busy as much as possible. Until it was lunch time, sitting over a peanut butter and jelly sandwich he could hear echoes of laughter as he looked at the picture in his hands. It was a picture of them on their 3 year anniversary she was smiling, his arms were wrapped around her. Had it all been Lies? When had the lies started? How could he have not known the difference? Troy's thumb lightly graced the picture. sliding the picture back into his desk drawer he looked over at the pile of boxes that Dan had found early for him to Sort through for a new advertisement board. The door from the front opened and Troy eyes darted to a female who was walking in slowly looking around and holding her purse to her chest. Her hair had strands of blue and her nose was pierced. She had a barbed wire design that looked to be tattooed on her neck. Troy eyes examines her outfit and all the colors she'd fused together making herself a neon rainbow. "Finally," she mumbled looking at the neatly stacked boxes.

"Can I help you?" he asked after he became aware of how quite the room was.

"Are you the new photographer?" she asked relaxing a little as she came closer to middle of the room.

"I guess?" Troy said standing up from the desk, "Are you looking to make an appointment?"

"I'm Samantha, they call me sam." She said raising a brow as she gave him her own once over. "I make the appointments," she paused as she placed a hand on her hip. "Dan said you're kind of odd."

Troy frowned a little as he thought about his appearance. Dan thought he was odd? Troy slipped his hands in pockets and looked awkwardly around the room. "Right,"

"I'm also Dan's niece,"

Troy nodded, "How old are you?" she looked rebellious possibly in her teens.

"Seventeen," she said nodding as well. "You cleaned up the place; it actually looks like a studio back here."

"Thanks," Troy said as he let out a sigh. "So you're still in High School?"

"I'm a senior." she said crossing her arms again. "I come after school and during the weekends. Only mornings though, I got a life too."

"Noted." Troy nodded and then motioned towards the stack of boxes. "Is there anything else I should know before I start on my next project?"

She shrugged. "Depends what are you working on?"

"And advertisement poster."

"Good luck." she said rolling her eyes. "The most business we get round here is taking pictures of kids on laps at the mall."

"Well, let's hope we can change that?" Troy raised a brow and looked at the box.

"Yeah well hate to pop your bubble but unless you're a Michael Angelo with that camera the most business you'll see is maybe taking kindergarten photos."

Troy nodded and watched the girl walk out the door leaving him in silence once again. "Women." he mumbled as he started towards the boxes.

Between work and home was a bar. A bar that called out to him, beg him to drone his sorrows and for a little while forget the reality that was shouting at him. After hanging around the bar for three hours he decided to head home. Troy placed the key in the lock to the front door and pushed it open to the sounds of laughter. Raising a brow his head began to throb from the lights and he looked into the kitchen. Gabriella was laughing as she sat up on the counter, he was slowly beginning to realize that Gabriella wasn't a fan for kitchen chairs.

"Oh, hey!" Gabriella jumped down from the counter top and raced over to Troy pulling him back to the table. "Come meet Evan."

Troy felt his hand being tugged toward the kitchen, could even feel his feet moving. The rest of him was in buzzing numbness that left him only vaguely present. Troy stopped moving when his feet reached the kitchen and there at the table, was a man with a slightly long hair. His face was almost stone like and his eyes were a clear blue. "Hey man," Troy said as he slipped his hand in his pocket and missed.

"Good evening," Evan responded reaching out a hand to Troy. "You've been drinking?"

"A little?" Troy said looking over at Gabriella. "Who is this?"

"Well Evan and I work together, in fact we were in a scene today with Misty?" Gabriella said cocking her hip to the side and leaning on the counter.

"So you're a porn star?" Troy turned his attention back to Evan. "isn't that like a prostitute?"

"And you would be a drunk?" Evan said standing up. "Isn't that like a complete and total asshole?" Evan let out a sigh. "Are you girls out of your mind?" Evan turned to Gabriella and shook his head. "The man is a drunk?"

"I am not a drunk," Troy said in a woozy voice. "I've been dumped. There's a difference!"

Gabriella held out two hands. "Alright, Alright." Getting in between them she placed her hands on Troy shoulder lightly. "Maybe you should go to bed?"

"Gladly," he said turning from them and walking down the hall.

"He's not a stray a puppy Brie," Evan said in an annoyed tone. "That is a grown man who knows full and well what he is his doing, what happens if he comes home at three in the morning and god forbid tries to force himself on you."

"He won't,"

"Right, because you girls have known for almost all of three weeks?" Evan exclaimed.

Troy stood by his bedroom door listening in on the discussion going on in the kitchen. He could feel the shame rising up in his stomach. He never thought of himself as dangerous before. Then again he never use to come home at all hours of the night either.

Who was he becoming? What was happening to his life? Troy opened the door to his bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. reaching for his wallet he pulled the picture out. He heard the front door slam and assumed that Gabriella friend had left.

Shortly after the commotion died Gabriella leaned on the doorframe to his room. "What is it about this girl that makes you crazy?"

Troy looked up from the photograph in his hands and at Gabriella. He shook his head and shrugged. "For 8 years of my life I thought she was the one. I was sure we we're a good thing. I gave up everything for her."

Gabriella came shifted in the doorway. "Sounds like you resent her?"

Troy let out a sigh, "I wish I knew how to feel about it. I just keep thinking about is all these things I should have done or said or trying to pin point the moment when the relationship just began to not exist." Troy placed the photograph back in his wallet. Shifting he turned to face her. "Evan is right you know," he said looking down. "You girls don't know anything about me."

"Now?" Gabriella said with a shrug. "Then again I don't even think you know who you are. If you ask me I think the moment your relationship failed to exist was the moment you gave up on your dreams and began chasing hers." Gabriella looked down at her hand as she picked at her nails.

"The thing is I figured that they were our dreams, you know? I mean I just wanted to make her happy." Troy thumb lightly passed over the girl in the photo.

Gabriella looked back down the hall at something then back at him."You know that's the thing about heartbreak. It's soundless." Gabriella said crossing her arms."It's foolish to think you can pinpoint a moment in time you when you don't even know what it is your looking for."

Troy looked back at his wallet with a frown. "I miss her."

"And you will for while." Gabriella said looking around the room. "You're going to think of her everyday until one day without even realizing it you'll just stop."

Troy eyes looked up at her with gratitude. "You sound experienced."

Gabriella shrugged her shoulders. "I was married once."

Troy eyes widen as he suddenly very interested in learning more about the woman in his doorway. "You were married?"

A small smile came to her lips and she let her arms fall to her sides. "What does that make me some kind of unicorn or something?" she said with a chuckle.

"What happened?"

Gabriella shrugged "How about we save that one for another time." With a nodded she looked around the room, it was very plain the walls had been cleaned posters of Mia taken down. The bed was made and he had a pile of books on his dresser. "Can I ask you something?"

Troy tossed his wallet on to the dresser and then looked at her with curiosity. "What?"

"You seem like a good guy and maybe I'm just putting my nose where it doesn't belong but maybe you could cut down on the drinking?" She said with a small smile.

"I will."

Gabriella's smile grew, "Well I'm going to turn in for the night, maybe tomorrow we can rematch in call of duty."

"Sure, if you like losing." Troy said with a small smirk.

Gabriella nodded and then bit her lip. "We'll see."