The Hollywood Liars
My Little Star
Silver’s POV
“I know I’m a teen superstar but how would you know me behind the outfit.” I say nervously.
“You don’t remember me do you?” Jack asks.
“Wha-What do you mean?”
“Of course you don’t, you got taken away from me eleven years ago.”
“Jack stop it, you’re scaring me.” I say, now realizing Skylark left the room.
“Silver tell me everything you know about yourself.”
“Everything?”
“Everything, now come over here and stop standing in the doorway.” Jack says, pulling up a chair beside him. “Dave, we’ll do more recording in the morning. First I need to talk to Silver.”
“Got you, night Jack, Silver.” Dave says, leaving.
“Now that Dave's’ gone, tell me.”
“My parents’ are Mark and Tosh Walker who I just saw earlier before I came here and thought I was a street kid for wearing my Hot Topic get up, as you can see. I got thrown out of Urasawa for looking the way I am, I make music that I hate, make stupid movies that I don’t get paid for, only a fourth goes to me, Mark and Tosh get the rest that’s why they have the huge house and I’m just a little cash crop. What I appear as in the tabloids isn’t who I am, I’m set up for this garbage and I hate it. I’m constantly thinking about a normal girl life, this isn’t who I want to be, even just not being in the limelight would be more than enough. I got into a fight with my first real friend today after having pizza and then we went to her house where I thought I was going to have a sleepover, as you can see I’m not obviously. Her mom told me some stuff that I’m just so lost about. I’ve been lost in my thoughts all day, but no one to truly talk to.” I say to the man in front of me.
“What did she say?”
“Her mom?”
“Yeah, tell me.”
“You’d think I’m crazy after I tell you.”
He puts his hand on my leg and looks me dead in the eye, pausing for a moment before speaking.
“You can tell me anything, and I won’t call you crazy. I think I know what you’re going to say anyway.”
“So her mom told me that everything I was living was a lie, and I asked who I was and starting spitting out people. One name I mentioned just happened to be yours, she told me I was.”
“This person didn’t happen to be Julie and her daughter Roxanna did it?”
“It was actually.”
“Would you like to know something?”
“Depends what it is.”
“What if I told you that the life you had was taken away from you? That you’ve been missing for years?”
“What do you mean? Jack what are you talking about?”
“Julie must’ve told you that we were related somehow right?”
“Yeah, but I’m still confused. I’m not trying to play dumb blonde though. I just really don’t know.”
“How about I tell you a story?”
“Go ah-” I say getting cut off by Skylark coming in.
“Jack we’re closing up, tomorrow okay?” Skylark says.
“Nine am?”
“Yeah.” She says.
“Looks like we’ll just have to settle this somewhere else. Coffee?”
“Can we go to a park or somewhere quiet? It’s been a long day.”
“I know the perfect place for that, but need my caffeine first. I’ll buy.” Jack says, standing up and putting his arm around my shoulder.
We walk out of the record company to see that someone stole my Vespa.
“Dammit.” I say.
“What’s wrong?”
“My Vespa just got stolen!” I yell.
“Hey it’s not a big deal, we’ll just take my car.”
“But it’s stolen and I can’t get to where I need to be! That was my only way of leaving the damn house!”
“You won’t need it anymore once you hear what I need to tell you, now come on. I’m old and need coffee.”
“Your thirty two, that’s not old.” I say since I have always hung out with older actors.
“I’m old and not changing my mind.” He says, getting into the car.
We end up going to Dunkin’ Donuts, him ordering an extra large Cinnamon Swirl coffee with a double shot of espresso and a chocolate covered doughnut.
“Get something, I won’t let you not eat. Plus you’re all skin and bones.” Jack says, looking at my body.
“Fine. Can I get a small Mint Chocolate Chip latte with skim milk and Splenda and a reduced fat blueberry muffin?” I ask the cashier.
“Correction the latte with whole milk and sugar, regular blueberry muffin.” Jack corrects as the cashier makes the coffee’s.
“Jack what the hell? I’m trying to keep an image!” I shout at him.
“Not happening. You are stick thin, now deal.” He says as the cashier hands us our stuff.
We walk out of Dunkin Donuts and Jack drives down to the park, me being silent the whole way.
“Out.” He says.
We end up wandering a bit far from civilization to a little tree filled, grass glistening cove. It’s beautiful.
“Do you want to know everything? It’s a long story.” Jack says, sitting on the grass and motioning me to his lap.
I nod and he starts speaking the story I never knew.
“It all started off sixteen years ago, I had met the girl of my dreams and then something happened, she told me she was pregnant and I knew that I’d love the child as much as I could but something happened. Nine months later that child was born, but I wasn’t there to know about it. She told me she wanted no contact with me again and that I couldn’t contact her again, but she would send me pictures of that baby girl growing up. Her name was in movies and on billboards, I saw each one at the midnight showings. I told myself many times that she would be raised up to not know me or hear my name spoke, I went into a depression but I came out when I found another love, and then we got married. He knew about the little girl I had never got to meet, he was sad too but still gave me hope that we would soon. He wrote songs about this little girl, as well as her mother. We made big records and went on tours, we still do. That girlfriend of mine met a man years ago and used the child to make money and promote movies and songs, songs of which I don’t like because you can tell that they aren’t written by her, music comes from the heart after all. The man that helped raise the child with the girlfriend was very hateful of me, he wanted me gone and said rude things too, even framed me for things that never hit headlining news thank goodness. That little girl of mine knows my name, she knows that she isn’t who she is but she just can’t get out of that web of confusion. My husband loves that little star of his shown in the movies, he loves her so much and wants her to come to us, to be normal like the other girls and if she wants to have non Hollywood lifestyle we will give it to her. We want her home so if she would like to we will and take her away from the mean people, the woman I dated did a crime and I will go through court to get her back into my arms. She is right here but she is so far away, she has one little sister and brother back home, my husband gave birth to them just a few years ago. They don’t know their big sister, they just know each other and the empty photo frames we have waiting for the older sister to be filled with. I never got to hold that little girl, but I met her today, I saw the spark in eye and knew it was her but she was so thin because of the Hollywood lifestyle forcing her to be that way. I bought her a coffee and a muffin that she is munching on now, and it feels nice to hold her in my arms, she such a pretty girl. That leaves me to ask, will she come home to her dad? So Silver, will you?” Jack says, tears flowing and leaving me speechless.
“I know I’m a teen superstar but how would you know me behind the outfit.” I say nervously.
“You don’t remember me do you?” Jack asks.
“Wha-What do you mean?”
“Of course you don’t, you got taken away from me eleven years ago.”
“Jack stop it, you’re scaring me.” I say, now realizing Skylark left the room.
“Silver tell me everything you know about yourself.”
“Everything?”
“Everything, now come over here and stop standing in the doorway.” Jack says, pulling up a chair beside him. “Dave, we’ll do more recording in the morning. First I need to talk to Silver.”
“Got you, night Jack, Silver.” Dave says, leaving.
“Now that Dave's’ gone, tell me.”
“My parents’ are Mark and Tosh Walker who I just saw earlier before I came here and thought I was a street kid for wearing my Hot Topic get up, as you can see. I got thrown out of Urasawa for looking the way I am, I make music that I hate, make stupid movies that I don’t get paid for, only a fourth goes to me, Mark and Tosh get the rest that’s why they have the huge house and I’m just a little cash crop. What I appear as in the tabloids isn’t who I am, I’m set up for this garbage and I hate it. I’m constantly thinking about a normal girl life, this isn’t who I want to be, even just not being in the limelight would be more than enough. I got into a fight with my first real friend today after having pizza and then we went to her house where I thought I was going to have a sleepover, as you can see I’m not obviously. Her mom told me some stuff that I’m just so lost about. I’ve been lost in my thoughts all day, but no one to truly talk to.” I say to the man in front of me.
“What did she say?”
“Her mom?”
“Yeah, tell me.”
“You’d think I’m crazy after I tell you.”
He puts his hand on my leg and looks me dead in the eye, pausing for a moment before speaking.
“You can tell me anything, and I won’t call you crazy. I think I know what you’re going to say anyway.”
“So her mom told me that everything I was living was a lie, and I asked who I was and starting spitting out people. One name I mentioned just happened to be yours, she told me I was.”
“This person didn’t happen to be Julie and her daughter Roxanna did it?”
“It was actually.”
“Would you like to know something?”
“Depends what it is.”
“What if I told you that the life you had was taken away from you? That you’ve been missing for years?”
“What do you mean? Jack what are you talking about?”
“Julie must’ve told you that we were related somehow right?”
“Yeah, but I’m still confused. I’m not trying to play dumb blonde though. I just really don’t know.”
“How about I tell you a story?”
“Go ah-” I say getting cut off by Skylark coming in.
“Jack we’re closing up, tomorrow okay?” Skylark says.
“Nine am?”
“Yeah.” She says.
“Looks like we’ll just have to settle this somewhere else. Coffee?”
“Can we go to a park or somewhere quiet? It’s been a long day.”
“I know the perfect place for that, but need my caffeine first. I’ll buy.” Jack says, standing up and putting his arm around my shoulder.
We walk out of the record company to see that someone stole my Vespa.
“Dammit.” I say.
“What’s wrong?”
“My Vespa just got stolen!” I yell.
“Hey it’s not a big deal, we’ll just take my car.”
“But it’s stolen and I can’t get to where I need to be! That was my only way of leaving the damn house!”
“You won’t need it anymore once you hear what I need to tell you, now come on. I’m old and need coffee.”
“Your thirty two, that’s not old.” I say since I have always hung out with older actors.
“I’m old and not changing my mind.” He says, getting into the car.
We end up going to Dunkin’ Donuts, him ordering an extra large Cinnamon Swirl coffee with a double shot of espresso and a chocolate covered doughnut.
“Get something, I won’t let you not eat. Plus you’re all skin and bones.” Jack says, looking at my body.
“Fine. Can I get a small Mint Chocolate Chip latte with skim milk and Splenda and a reduced fat blueberry muffin?” I ask the cashier.
“Correction the latte with whole milk and sugar, regular blueberry muffin.” Jack corrects as the cashier makes the coffee’s.
“Jack what the hell? I’m trying to keep an image!” I shout at him.
“Not happening. You are stick thin, now deal.” He says as the cashier hands us our stuff.
We walk out of Dunkin Donuts and Jack drives down to the park, me being silent the whole way.
“Out.” He says.
We end up wandering a bit far from civilization to a little tree filled, grass glistening cove. It’s beautiful.
“Do you want to know everything? It’s a long story.” Jack says, sitting on the grass and motioning me to his lap.
I nod and he starts speaking the story I never knew.
“It all started off sixteen years ago, I had met the girl of my dreams and then something happened, she told me she was pregnant and I knew that I’d love the child as much as I could but something happened. Nine months later that child was born, but I wasn’t there to know about it. She told me she wanted no contact with me again and that I couldn’t contact her again, but she would send me pictures of that baby girl growing up. Her name was in movies and on billboards, I saw each one at the midnight showings. I told myself many times that she would be raised up to not know me or hear my name spoke, I went into a depression but I came out when I found another love, and then we got married. He knew about the little girl I had never got to meet, he was sad too but still gave me hope that we would soon. He wrote songs about this little girl, as well as her mother. We made big records and went on tours, we still do. That girlfriend of mine met a man years ago and used the child to make money and promote movies and songs, songs of which I don’t like because you can tell that they aren’t written by her, music comes from the heart after all. The man that helped raise the child with the girlfriend was very hateful of me, he wanted me gone and said rude things too, even framed me for things that never hit headlining news thank goodness. That little girl of mine knows my name, she knows that she isn’t who she is but she just can’t get out of that web of confusion. My husband loves that little star of his shown in the movies, he loves her so much and wants her to come to us, to be normal like the other girls and if she wants to have non Hollywood lifestyle we will give it to her. We want her home so if she would like to we will and take her away from the mean people, the woman I dated did a crime and I will go through court to get her back into my arms. She is right here but she is so far away, she has one little sister and brother back home, my husband gave birth to them just a few years ago. They don’t know their big sister, they just know each other and the empty photo frames we have waiting for the older sister to be filled with. I never got to hold that little girl, but I met her today, I saw the spark in eye and knew it was her but she was so thin because of the Hollywood lifestyle forcing her to be that way. I bought her a coffee and a muffin that she is munching on now, and it feels nice to hold her in my arms, she such a pretty girl. That leaves me to ask, will she come home to her dad? So Silver, will you?” Jack says, tears flowing and leaving me speechless.
Notes
This continues off from the last chapters so if it doesn't make sense look back at the chapter before.I hope you enjoyed everyone, also I was going to update yesterday but I went out to the store after school, came home and then stuff happened to make me see I think I'm lactose intolerant. I won't go further into that.
Also I have a bad head ache so I might not write again tonight.
Till darkness completes us,
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