Beautiful Monster 2(48)

 
I almost screamed, but Liam held me down. I was practically vibrating with energy as it started.
 
I guess I would have to get used to seeing myself on TV with TV makeup, but for now, it was strange. I barely recognized myself. I sent a text to my father to make sure he was watching.
 
Watching AND taping it he replied, and I giggled. My father was about the only person left who had a VCR and taped things.
 
I looked taller, older and more sophisticated than I normally did. The makeup made my eyes look huge. My hair was fluffy and the clothes they gave me fit perfectly. I actually looked like I might fit in with other people on TV.
 
Liam and I watched, giggling and punching each other as we were shown room after room in the school on the TV show. His interview with me sent us into screams of laughter as we giggled at a thousand inside jokes.
 
“I need to get that ceiling painted,” he commented, as I took the camera crew through one of the classrooms.
 
I pointed to the garbage can, which was overflowing. “And take out the garbage.”
 
“Any other critiques, Amy?” He tickled me and I squirmed.
 
The commercial breaks were the worst part.
 
“Couldn’t we have gotten a preview tape of this?”
 
“There would be network commercials on that too,” he replied, as watched a stupid commercial about steam mops.
 
Finally, the show came back on. I was giving a tour of the Red Theater. As we caught Sarah and Connor scampering off camera we both sat in silence, lost in our own thoughts. At first, I had been kind of appalled by Sarah’s affair, and now seeing what it had amounted to, it was scary. But at the same time, you couldn’t choose who you loved, or who you fell in love with. While I didn’t care what Liam was, I wouldn’t have chosen this life for him or me. The longer he stayed a vampire, the more we grew apart, and I knew it. Sometimes I squinted into the mirror checking for fine lines or wrinkles, even if there were none. One day, they would be there, and I would age. But Liam would remain the same, forever 23, ageless, and wouldn’t we look funny walking down the street holding hands. Plus, his celebrity status was a big problem. People had to stop recognizing him if this was going to work, and without aging, that was rather hard.
 
I had renewed energy in me for our battle against Selene. We had to kill her. All these people that had died along the way, the victims in the hospital, Porsche, all the vampire’s victims, it wouldn’t be in vein if Selene was killed in December. What a way to start the new year.
 
Finally, the show came back on.
 
“And now, join us for ghostly footage captured backstage, on the very spot where Russian Ballerina Porsche De Ritter perished last summer.”
 
Liam and I both sat up straighter at that, looking at each other.
 
“What do you think it is?” I asked
 
He shrugged. “Aside from special effects that they’ve added to make it seem like a ghost story? Dust. They’ve been working a lot in there on the set.”
 
“They’d do that?” I asked, appalled. “They’d just disrespect her memory and make a fake ghost story?” That made me angry. I had always thought that TV was so glamorous, but the more I was involved with it, the more I saw its ugly underbelly that the public never saw.
 
“Sure. You remember when Kamy Tan died?” he asked.
 
That reminded me of the young movie star who had died of a drug overdose a few years ago. I realized he must have been in Hollywood during that time.
 
“Sure. How could I forget? Her family had a huge estate battle at her funeral, didn’t they?”
 
He snorted, shaking his head and rubbing my back gently. “No. But that’s what the media told you. I was at her funeral. Her family cried their eyes out, and made tearful speeches and that was it. There was no epic money battle, no hair pulling and no hat throwing. But the media needed some sort of story because she died so controversially.”#p#分页标题#e#
 
“Wait. Was it drugs?”
 
He shook his head. “Brain aneurysm. Unexpected, but genetically predictable. “
 
“But then why didn’t the family sue or something?”
 
He sighed. “They were too upset with the grief of her passing. They, like most of us, recognized it didn’t matter what the media said, and that they would make up something no matter what happened.”
 
“Mmm.” I leaned forward as the TV show came back on. My part was pretty much over, so I could relax a bit and watch the footage.
 
I was not prepared for what I saw.