A/N: I'm amazed at how many people have already added this to their alerts and I'm humbled by it. I aim to update at least once a week because all though I already have a few chapters pre-written, anyone who knows me, knows that I really do struggle to get chapters written and so I won't promise that it will be every week because I'd hate to break that promise.

I haven't thanked Tammygrrrrl for her beta skills in every A/N so far but just know that she's responsible for every single chapter looking pretty.

Chapter Five

Edward was utterly shocked by the change that had taken place in the few minutes that he'd been off the set drinking his coffee. He'd taken his frustrations out on his AD once more and then gone back, hoping that Sam would finally see that there was no potential in his new 'star', or charity case, or whatever she was. He was hoping Sam would fire her ass and then they could cast someone decent to play his leading lady.

He had settled back into his chair, looked over at Bella who had resumed her earlier position, curled in on herself, protecting herself. He sat in his chair, out of character, watching on the monitor as they filmed close ups of Bella. His had already been shot, in one take, and so he watched until it was his cue to move the scene forward.

Her face was turned away from him; all that was visible was the back of her head, her hair falling over her shoulders, obscuring his view even more. But he could hear the quiet sobs. He could see the slight shake of her shoulders. He listened as she took in shuddering breaths and he realized as he turned his head back to the monitor that she was crying, honest to God, crying.

It wasn't just letting your eyes water, pulling some faces and adding in some fake sniffs. No, the girl was really sobbing. She was heartbroken, she was breaking down. He was disgusted that she was letting this world get to her after only one day and he was pissed off that she was using it to her advantage. The crew were enthralled as they watched her, they didn't realize that she wasn't pretending.

He looked over to Sam and waited for the nod. Upon receiving it he moved to her bedside, gathered her in his arms and held her tightly.

She felt so small and delicate in his arms and despite the fact that he was mad at her for having everyone believing that this was acting, he still wanted to hold her and comfort her. He didn't want her to cry like this, he didn't want her to be broken.

"It's okay, Mary," he whispered as he buried his face in her hair, gently rocking her back and forth. "We can try again."

"I – I don't w-want to," she stammered, practically choking on her words through her sobs. Edward had to give her credit, despite what was going on in her head, she was still managing to get through the scene and it was bloody believable.

The scene progressed and completed. Sam clapped and grinned from his seat and called jovially, "Let's all take a break. Bella, that was wonderful!"

She nodded numbly, as she slid from the bed and accepted the robe Jake held out to her. She slipped it onto her shoulders and hurried from the room with him, presumably on her way back to her trailer.

Edward watched her go and wondered what she'd been crying about. Surely it hadn't just been about his attitude toward her?

Yeah, so he was being a little more cruel than usual but she was a novice and she needed to learn that this job wasn't easy. She needed to know that some people in the business really sucked and that if she wanted to get anywhere, she'd have to do it alone.