Claire & Theo

23.

It's been a while since Claire left Canada to film in Barcelona. Her schedule has been hectic ever since she made it to the new country. All her easygoing scenes were done in Cananda and now all her action coordinated ones were going to be shot here. There was a lot of technical training given to her to do these scenes. She was scared to mess it up, but Simone helped her a lot. Since apparently, her manager and best friend was a jujitsu professional.

"Okay, just remember that the kicking in his face is the main point in this particular part." Simone was giving her tips as Claire was zoning out, "Earth to Claire, are you listening to me?"

"Oh-oh yes I am... kind of." she awkwardly pointed out.

"Girl... just follow your... colleague. He'll help you out." she glanced at Christopher, then she said under her breath, "asshat."

"What? Asshat? Him?" Claire laughed at her friend.

Simone widened her eyes, "Yeah, an asshat. I have never seen such a self-centered idiot as much as he is. The only thing he's good at is acting... split personality, that one..."

Claire laughed at her friend once again. She thought of Theo's jealousy when she was with him and Christopher for her kissing shot. Which made her laughter increase. Clearly, Christopher was hated by everyone that she's close with. His personality was just to be flirtatious, so of course guys would have a problem with him. However, Simone just hated him just for being an asshat, for sure.

"Oh, and Claire, be careful. There are explosives in this scene, but they blow off when you run off with your fake Romeo." Simone spoke carefully.

Claire didn't need to worry too much about the explosives. Fire from her past trauma was a painful memory to be awakened from, but she believed that she could be put through that without any help. She had a feeling that her fear of fire was lessening more than the mental fight that she had to encounter afterwards. The only burn left to her was in her heart and that ache will never go away. That memory might be etched in her mind forever.

"Don't worry, I'm sure I'll be fine." She smiled at her and walked out of her van. Simone walked beside her confidently with reassurance.

"I'm glad." Simone smiled, "You got this!"

The director took notice of the girls, "Ms. Young, all set?"

"Yes, let's film this." she smiled charmingly at him.

Simone went behind the cameras to stand with the rest of the crew as Claire went to stand next to Christopher.

"Everyone in places... okay, action!" The slate pushed down with scene forty-three with act one when the directors shouted.

"Margo! You got this; you need to finish it off. Our team will meet you at the hill." Chris puffed out breathlessly.

"Elton... what if I- what if-" she panicked.

"You won't! I believe in you, okay." He held her face which gave her hope.

She shook her head vastly to assure him, "okay, okay."

He then kissed her on the forehead, staring at her for a couple of seconds and then ran off in the opposite direction of her. She turned and sped to the other side of the set as other men were running towards her.

She ran towards them faster and jumped to drop kicked the first man to the ground. The wind blew to her side, and she punched another guy in the face and kicked one where he would cry for the rest of his life.

When they were all down, she ran towards the ammunition package left on the side of the abandoned building. She was ready to blow up the villain's location of their 'kingdom' but then stood behind her clicking with the sound of a gun pointing right behind her head.

"Realment pensaves que em podries vèncer?" the guy said. It was the main villain of the movie, realistically out of character, he was a sweet human being. Yet, they were acting now.

"És clar. El meu poder val més que el teu patètic jo." she smiled wickedly.

She swiftly backed her leg up and kicked his knees. He shot the gun in the wrong direction, and she stepped on his gun to throw it farther away from him. He was injured with multiple fake wounds created with makeup of course.

He then got up ready to fight her as she punched back with anger. He did punch her multiple times as well, but after all, it's truly not real. The acting was something decent.

She took the gun that she threw away and shot him. Then, Claire ran off throwing a fake unlocked bomb at the building. She then ran off towards the camera not looking at it at all for a great effect.

As she was running off, she noticed off to the side. Theo was standing there looking at the flames with... fear. He walked away hurriedly behind another wall.

She couldn't help the wariness, but she ran in his direction. She heard everyone yell for her, but she kept running for him.

"Theo!" she yelled panicking.

As she slammed down the door that he was behind, she saw him... bleeding.

He cut himself... it was crimson red.

"Claire... you need to leave." He stared at her with no expression whatsoever and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Hell no! Are you crazy?" she half screamed at him.

She grabbed his hand roughly and pulled him towards her van. She pushed the door open and sat him on the side couch. Her first thought was to find the first aid kit as she looked for it frantically through all the drawers.

When she finally found it, Claire ran towards Theo to cover the bleeding to stop the blood flow, making sure he didn't feel dizzy. Claire wasn't knowledgeable when it came to patching up cuts. Plus, she was freaking out that the person that hurt himself is someone she deeply cares about. What was she supposed to do when she was completely useless to him.

As she got the cotton pad and ointment closer to his forearm, he caught her hand, "I got this, I know what to do."

"It's fine, I can try to do it." She moved closer to him.

He flinched, "I said I can do it."

He was strict on her suddenly, but she knew that could be his way of coping with the anger that's boiling inside of him.

She whispered, "Okay."

As he fixed his arm with the medicine, Claire stared at him. In her eyes, she saw a lost boy who was in pain with the devil trying its best to torture him. She never expected it to be true, the devil was real. It came to kill everyone slowly with its poison. All she had now was to comfort him because maybe that's what she knew that she could possibly give to him.

"Stay with me tonight." she said to him as her voice caught his attention.

They stared at each other willingly until he said, "Okay."