[Eine Deutsche Version ist auch auf meinem Profil ❤️]
"Good morning, class! My name's Mister Morgan! I'm the new drama lecturer for this year. I got some time between filming, so you got the opportunity to get some extra points for your thesis.. for...
‼️TW: there will be cursing and mention of violence‼️
Coincidence?
5 minutes later. Friday. August 24th 2018.
"I fucking knew that this shit would happen! That's why I didn't want them to eat dinner with us in the first place!", I say angrily putting the cutlery in the dishwasher aggressively.
"First, language.", he says and I look at him with a 'seriously?'-face. "And second- Calm down. We can handle that."
"Handle this? My dad hates you! He will never accept you."
"He will. If he really loves you, he has to. And I think he does, because he wouldn't have behaved like this. If he wouldn't care about you, he would have just let you be with me.It's like a natural reaction from a dad that his little princess is now with another man. He's afraid to loose you. Again."
"If he's afraid to loose me again, he shouldn't have left us all those years ago!"
He comes over to me and puts his hand on my shoulder. "Let's just go to bed now. Tomorrow will be a long shooting day.", he says calm.
I take a deep breath. "You're right. Let's end this shitty day.", I say now calm too. "But first I have to finish this."
Jeffrey stops me from turning back around with his hand. "No, Skye. Let me handle this. You've been through enough today. Go to bed now. I'll join you in five minutes, okay?", he asks and kisses my forehead.
I nod smiling, kiss his cheek and walk upstairs. I lay down and fall asleep as soon as my head touches the pillow.
A few days later. Saturday. 1st September 2018.
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It's been two days since I was allowed to make it official that I play Lydia.
I got a lot of congrats from friends and fans of the show. Some weren't that happy that I play Lydia. They say I just got the part because I, and I quote: "Fuck the most handsome co-worker to ever exist."
Those hate comments doesn't get to me anymore. I know that my closest people believe in me and love me for who I am and what I do.
Jeffrey and I have a week free of filming, so we flew back home. Currently, Jeffrey is with the animals and I'm walking down the streets of the city.
"Skye!", a voice behind me shouts after me.
I turn around and freeze. It's Paul. "Stay away from me, Paul!", I say angrily and take some steps back. I ram against a person. "I'm sorry.", I mumble.
"I'm not gonna hurt you!", Paul says just a few steps away from me.
I get panicked, what the person I rammed into notices. "Are you okay?", he asks and turns to me.
