A gleeful reality

Chapter 7

When Dianna returned from her filming scene, she was surprised to find someone in her trailer.

She was a little taken aback to see her boyfriend sitting on the couch on his phone.

"Oh! Hey Alex. I didn't know you'd be here."

"Hello dear. Yeah, I figured I'd swing by to see how you were. I got here and you weren't here so I was going to leave a note to let you know that I came by before I left."

Alex shoved his phone back in his pocket and walked over to give her a quick kiss.

"Did you get here just a few minutes ago?" she questioned, going over to the small fridge and grabbing a bottle of Vitamin Water.

"Oh um, no, I actually got here about a half hour ago." he answered. He had been sitting on her couch just waiting to confront her about what he saw.

"Were you planning on leaving?" she wondered with her eyebrows knitted in confusion. She wasn't saying it like she was annoyed he was here, she was just curious.

Alex let out a breathy laugh with a half smile. "Well what happened was, I was writing you a note on your table when your computer caught my eye. I saw that you had your pictures back from that clothing ad you did and I was rather excited to see them."

"So you looked at them?" she asked nonchalantly after taking a sip of her drink; the contents of some of the pictures not really registering in her head at that moment.

"Yes I did and they were quite lovely. I especially liked the ones with only you and the two other girls."

"What did you think about the other ones?"

Alex pursed his lips and looked to the floor then back up at her before addressing her question. "Well, I found some of the others a bit inappropriate, in my opinion that is."

"How so inappropriate? It was for a Wal-Mart marketing line." She was clearly not getting what he was referring to. He didn't think she could be this daft.

"I just had a problem with the intimacy of the majority of the photographs that you took with your friend Cory." he stated matter of factly.

"Cory and I?" she laughed a little trying to make him think she had no idea what he was talking about.

"Oh hell Di! Look at this!" he ordered as he grabbed tightly onto her right wrist and yanked her over to the computer screen rather forcefully. It felt like he had a death grip on her.

"Ow Alex, you're hurting me!" she shouted trying to wrench her arm out of his vice like grip.

"Then look at these!" he repeated, gritting his teeth somewhat as he spoke, his temper rising.

He then let go of her as forcefully as he had grabbed her by pushing away her wrist in a throwing like manner.

She looked down to her wrist before she looked at the screen and noticed how red it was.

Alex clicked through each picture he deemed inappropriate and made sure Dianna was looking very carefully at each and every one.

"Do you see this one?" he asked angrily as he pointed to the picture on the hammock.

"Yes I see it Alex." she shot back.

"Do you notice anything wrong?"

She examined the picture and it looked exactly as the photographer had asked them to pose.

"No I don't. That's exactly the way we were asked to pose." she informed him.

"Oh, so he asked you to hold hands now did he?" he spat.