I probably should've thought things through, but I was too heart broken. I called my agent and arranged a meeting with her in an hour. When we arrived at the studio she told me,

"You look like a mess. What'd you do? Nevermind forget about that. What was so important that you needed to call me on Christmas? And at this late hour too it's already 8:30 PM." She asks.

"I wish to lengthen my contract." I say in a quiet and souless voice.

"What?" She asks surprised.

"You heard me Jamie. I wish to renew my contract. I don't care if it's ten years. I'm going to work my hardest.' I say looking at the floor.

She sighs and asks,

"Are you sure about this? Are you drunk maybe?" I simply shake my head and say,

"I ended all my connections with the two boys. I only havae acting left, I wish to hold onto it." I say

"But-"

"Please. I don't care if we shoot in London for two years. I just don't want to face the pain I have right now ever again." And I feel fresh tears building up.

She sighs and leaves the room. I thought she left but came back with a sheet of papers. I looked them over and they look like the same contract I signed three years ago. I chuckle at the amount of time that's passed. I sign without even reading the fine print.