Keep To The Script (Complete)

~ Chapter 44 ~

"Not here, please." Honestly, there was nothing she wanted to do when it came to this woman, but there was also nothing left for Judith to lose. She had already lost the man she loved, what was left, the movie?

"Fine," Judith muttered, following the woman back to an office that she wasn't even aware of. Jill sat down behind her desk and then motioned for Judith to do the same. Judith crossed her arms and plopped down in the chair, glaring at Jill. "What else can you tell me? I mean, you destroyed not just my life, but Angel's." Jill cleared her throat before she nodded.

"We asked Angel to do the same thing you did," Jill started, causing Judith to jump out of her seat. "Please, let me finish." Judith clenched her jaw tightly as she once again took the chair, even more reluctantly than the first time. "He turned us down, he wanted to be with you, Judith. However, like I told you, our sales took a hit when the world started finding out that Molly and Angel weren't an item. Or that it was possible Angel was cheating. So, we went after you, knowing you would do it. Didn't think you'd tell him in such the splendor that you did, but he took it hard, I see."

"Took it hard? Are you fucking for real?" Judith shook her head at the woman. "The sales loss is not my fault! It's not Angel's either. Did anyone ever bother to think that maybe your promotional team sucked ass? That they shouldn't be relying on news, fake or not, to determine their sales?" Jill folded her hands and stared at Judith; a brow raised.

"Yes, we did. And we do fault them as well. However, Judith, we are funding this movie too, and we do ask that everyone cooperates as needed. It wasn't such a hardship to keep your relationship out of the public eye, was it?"

"You know what, Jill, does everyone get screwed in Tinsletown? Is no one allowed to be happy because of some shit going on?"

"Probably. It's the way the Golden City is," she shrugged. "Not my concern though. I'm paying quite a bit of money for this movie to be a success. I'm not sorry for asking you to put things on hold with Angel," at that, Judith glared at her because there was never a 'put on hold' deal. "But I am asking you to make things right. Angel has become a major liability with this project, and frankly, all of Hollywood if this is how he will be. He needs to stop being the douche and get over it. Since no one can talk reason into him, I'm coming to you."

"He's that way because I was forced to break his heart. You know what, Jill? You and this town can go fuck yourselves! Angel and I were perfectly fine till all this shit started happening. I know the press would always be in our faces, but you and your God damn team sure didn't help matters." Jill sat back in her seat; her brow cocked once more.

"I care because?"

"I will make sure that you, and this fucking studio, never gets one of my scripts again. I do not like working with you and I will make sure my agent knows that too."

"Oh, dear Judith. Your script will go to the highest bidder."

"That, Ms. McFadden, is where you are wrong. See, in my world, there are clauses in contracts. My stories, though they go through the agency, are mine. I retain the final rights to where they go and what happens to be done to them. Count the money you make off my words lucky because I won't be back." Judith stood and walked to the door. "And Angel is the hottest man in Hollywood, you'd be damn lucky if you got the chance to work with him again." With that, she yanked the door open and stalked out, making sure it slammed behind her. Currently, she had no power over what happened with this script, not now. She could only hope that the studio wouldn't want to lose all their funds, so they would showcase this movie to its finest points.

Judith took a deep breath, fighting the tears. She had screwed up when Angel told them no. She had let all her fears take over, allowing him to be hurt. Allowing them to be hurt. In the long run, she still caused this, even after all the times and all the bullshit. It was up to her to fix it. Not because of them, she didn't give a fuck about them. But she wanted him, she loved him too much to let this go on.

"What are you going to do?" Judith jumped at the voice, turning to see Molly leaning against the wall, her arms crossed. "I overheard what Jill told you and she was wrong, she never should have done that. But you should have fought, Judith. You don't deserve him if you sit on the sidelines." Judith swallowed the pain because Molly was right.

"I know, but I want to show him that I do. I want him back. Everything has lost its color to me since he walked out the door. I'm willing to fight anyone and everyone to show the world that Angel is my man and I'm damn proud of him, regardless of all the crap." Molly slowly smiled and walked over, taking Judith's arm.

"Then trust me, okay?" Judith's brows wrinkled in confusion, wondering what the hell was going on.

"Trust you? You don't hate me?"

"No. Love is a wonderful gift, but it has its dips too. Hollywood is unforgiving, as you've seen with my own relationship. But if I can find happiness, so can you. There have never been two people in my life who need to be together more than you and him." Molly led Judith out of the studio and out to her car. "Besides, I like hearing you call Angel your man. After all, I heard it through the days of filming that 'his woman' was watching and he wanted to do her proud." Judith couldn't help but smile. Come hell or high water, she was going to get Angel back, she just had to.