"There may or may not be something seriously wrong with me."
I am going to be editing Cathy’s theme etc.
As much as I used to love the current one that I have
and as much time that I put into it, it’s time to move on from it.
Hearing those words come out of Cathy’s mouth hurt Jamie more than he let on. He had so much faith in her and her abilities. He knew that she was beautiful and that she was talented. He just wished that she could see it, too. He wished that she could see herself how he saw her, just for a short while. “Cathy,” he murmured. “-it’s more than just sentiment. I mean it. You’re gonna be walking the red carpet and you’re gonna look so glamorous. No one’s gonna notice me. All eyes will be on you, my beautiful shiksa goddess.”
"Sure, i’ll walk to red carpet — but only as your date. I’ll be in the bacground, and everyone will snap pictures of you and interview you and..and it’ll be great.” And yes, here was a twinge of jealousy…but Jamie deserved it. Then again, will all of the blood, sweat, and tears she had poured into her career…she felt she deserved some sort of recognition. Unfortunately, life didn’t work that way. Cathy paused another moment. “I don’t mean to shoot everything you say down…it’s just easier that way.”
I will not be the girl who requires a man to get by!
"How about this? When my book gets made into a movie, I’ll make sure that they cast you as the lead role. The movie will be a huge success and you’ll be Cathy Hiatt, big time star. Just like you were always meant to be.” Jamie said this with his usual amount of confidence. To him, it was something that was assured. His dreams had come true so far. Why wouldn’t they continue to do so?
"I wouldn’t do you justice." Cathy let the words out, and she meant them. Honestly and truly — even if it hurt her to say. "If and when your novel gets optioned for a film, it deserves the very best." And she knew that it wasn’t her. "But I appreciate the sentiment. It means a lot."
Jamie felt almost guilty about asking her about her auditions. He had so much faith that she would be able to make it and he believed in her so much. He reached across the table and took her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. “Cathy, you are a goddess and you’re amazingly talented. If they can’t see that, then they’re blind and deaf.”
"As much as your opinion means to me, Jamie…it means nothing to them." Cathy noted, forcing a smile up at him although she allowed her own hand to return the squeezing he had placed upon her hand with her own squeeze. "I’m working so hard and It just…isn’t working out like I thought it would." She wasn’t sure if she was ready to admit total defeat, which lead to the next sentence — which came out rather spiteful. "At least I’ll always have summers in Ohio…"
Jamie nodded, digging into the dinner that she made. “You’ve got a point. But still, we need to try to set time aside to focus on us, y’know?” His eyes suddenly lit up and he smiled. “So, how have your auditions been going?”
Cathy tried not to let her smile falter when he asked about her auditions — instead, she glanced down at the meal before her to clear her throat before allowing herself to look back up to him. “They’re going okay…you know.” a pause lingered. “I can’t really blame them for not ever wanting me; there are much more talented women out there. Beautiful women…”
Jamie gave a little shrug and leaned forward slightly. “It’s my way of apologizing. I’ve been a bit of an ass lately and constantly wrapped up in my work. As a result, you’ve been neglected and I know it’s been hard on you.”
"Don’t worry about it," Cathy mused. Although she had been feeling a bit neglected, she too had been busy. "I’ve had auditions and stuff too. I mean, that’s life — right? It figures that work would be getting in the way of us…" She looked away for a short second only to let her attention find him once more. "It’s expected."