this year was the most draining year for you, for a lot of reasons. death, addiction, heartbreak, etc. you thought this year would be your year. it sure was, but not the way you comprehended.

you’ve been rotting in your bed for hours now, more than a hundred missed calls from your close ones. they’ve been worrying about you ever since you and drew broke up after a five year relationship. he’s claimed it was for health and personal reasons, obviously— you didn’t have any problems with him, that you weren’t aware of.

the thing that sucked the most was that you were starting in a film with him, so you had to see him each day even if you didn’t want to. it was your job and you had to get your money one way or another. and that was the only way.

once you got out of your bed rotting, you had to get ready to go do your job, getting out of your trailer and joining the cast. they were eating breakfast outside since it was a beautiful day, not for you though.

drew was laughing with the other actors around the fire whilst eating his breakfast, the same breakfast you would do each morning for him. his eyes landed on your tired eyes, quickly looking away. nobody knew about you and drew’s breakup, since it felt like it was nobody’s business.