Sliding Doors - 2 (English Version)

Chapter 97

Hero

Needless to say, Jamie is not at all happy about this Thyanna thing, even though I had nothing to do with it!
She's working to figure out how to resolve the situation, since After's production company has also been accused of negligence on the rules for containing the pandemic.
Nonsense.
With all the rules we have to follow, this is the most ridiculous accusation ever.

The days on set are really endless, really beautiful and full of things to learn, but exhausting as hell.
Especially when we have to shoot scenes where we have to shout, fight and above all we have to do it for hours and hours.

We've been on set since 7.30 this morning and I don't think I've ever 'argued' so much with someone in my life.
If you then count that this 'someone' is Jo, I don't think I've ever done it at all!
I know, it's all make-believe but it's terribly tiring especially emotionally.

"Are you okay?" I approach her, stroking her arm.
She nods letting go a long sigh.

"Have a drink!" I hand her my small bottle of water and she gladly takes it, remaining with her gaze in the void.

We have to stay focused, otherwise this day will be longer than expected.

"You did great!"
My Josephine. She always has an encouraging word!

"Never as good as you!" I whisper to her as the crew tidies up the set before a new take.

"I don't like it when you yell at me, Hardin is such an asshole!"

I burst out laughing, running a hand through my hair.
"Can't argue with that!" I shake my head.

I don't like feeling this way, but I know my character is very impulsive and this is definitely how he reacts.

"You just love to say that not everyone wants to be my friend, don't you?" She smiles as she walks over to the window of the cottage we're in.

It's beautiful here.
Nestled in the woods, in a surreal silence.
It's just me and her screaming as I unleash all my jealousy on her.

I giggle catching up with her.
We both look at the landscape outside, trying to modulate our emotions.
We'll have to shoot the whole scene all over again, this time with the cameras all on her.
My girl!
Amazing, isn't it?
I still can't believe she chose me!

"What are you thinking?" She looks at me sweetly.

Until two minutes ago we were yelling at each other and now we're chatting normally.

"About how much I love you!" I whisper as softly as I can.

She smiles as she turns back to look outside.
She bites her lip without saying anything as her gaze wanders distractedly around.

"Guys, if you're ready let's start again!" Castille waves us into position and we nod, taking a deep breath.

"You forgot these!" I bend over the bed, pick up the red panties that Jo threw earlier for the umpteenth time and hand them to her.

"Right!" She smiles and takes them.
Our hands brush against each other and we both can't hide a smile.
We have to be careful not to get caught, but it's really hard!
Especially when we have emotionally difficult scenes and are somehow trying to restore balance.

She leaves the room and we start again.
Her eyes in mine as she yells at me are breathtaking.
I can see that something in her character breaks inside.
All the anger, fear and despondency over a situation that has been repeating itself cyclically for too long now.
Hardin is simultaneously angry, hurt and very very insecure.
He hides this insecurity by acting impulsively and often stupidly, like this time.
He doesn't listen to Tessa, he doesn't give her a chance to explain, blinded by this jealousy that devours him inside.

I am also jealous of Jo, but in a healthy, non-paranoid way.
I know perfectly well that I will never be the one and only one to notice how beautiful she is inside and out.
I see how others look at her, how they laugh with her, but I know perfectly well that when we are alone, in the safety of our room, we would never want to be with anyone else in the world!
Me and her, forever.

It is so difficult to hide our feelings when we are among others, although we try so hard, we often find ourselves staring at each other from afar, lost in each other's eyes.
I am a hopeless case!
She is better at pretending nothing is going on than I am, she remains impassive whenever someone makes some joke.
I can't hide my smile when we even talk about her, let alone the rest!