Chapter Six
"Are you okay?" he asked as he quietly shut the trailer door behind him. He watched as she moved to her couch and slumped face down on it, pulling a cushion over her head. "Do you need me to get you anything?"
The pillow shook and Jake presumed that meant no.
"I'll find out when they want you back in make-up, okay?" He received no answer. "Okay well I… I'll leave you to it. See you later, Bella."
Bella waited until she'd heard Jake leave before she sat up and wiped at her eyes. She stared at her fingers, at the black marks all over them and knew without a doubt that there would be streaks down her cheeks. They'd wanted the mascara for just this purpose, she realized.
She sat up properly on the couch and rested her head on the back of it, staring blankly up at the ceiling as she focused on calming her breathing. A few more minutes later and she had herself under control again. It had been a long time since she'd lost it like that. She thought she was over the worst of it but it seemed that the agony was merely hiding beneath the surface.
At least Sam had gotten what he wanted. He had his heartbroken Mary. He had the scene he hoped would win him his first Oscar.
Bella reached across the table for her bag and pulled out her iPhone. She slid her finger across the screen, tapped in her four digit code and opened up the phonebook, using her finger to scroll down the contact list until she reached Charlie and Renee Swan. She wanted to call them so badly, to talk to her parents and tell her how it was going. She wanted to tell them that she'd finally made it. She wanted to know if they were proud of her.
Her finger hovered too close to the screen and then she was calling her parents, she raised her phone to her ear and listened as a voice said "We're sorry, but this number is no longer in service."