Chapter 5

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Stefania pov-
It had been a few days since finding Amelia having a panic attack and I couldn't stop thinking about it, she's around 12 years old. What 12 year old lives like that? I thought staring at the ceiling of the break room, the surrounding noise disappearing into a muffled coffee shop like atmosphere, Danielle was filming and my phone was charging leaving me to my thoughts. The couch I was curled up on dipped.

Amelia: "hey Stef! You okay?" I plastered a small smile on my drooping face as I nodded still keeping my stare steady, we sat in a silence before I was called back to set having an intense scene to shoot with Danielle.

Carina!?

Bambina that girl, that girl has just lost her father she's lost... she she has lived through everything I did with my papa and Andrea and that's not easy. From what I've seen her mama is barely around and when she is that girl hates it. So if you're not in that leaves us somewhere messy but I'm not changing my mind.

As I yelled my tears threatened a stray escaping occasionally. Maya walked out leaving carina just stood and that's when I allowed my character to burst into tears, half being Stefania releasing the built sleep deprivation and anxiety in her safest space.

Director: "AND CUT! GREAT JOB STEFANIA AND DANIELLE, GET CLEANED UP AND WE'LL SEE YOU SOON!" A Scottish accent radiated my brain. Swiftly walking away into the corridor i sniffle loudly leaning against the wall breaking into sobs, two arms snake around me holding me close. My head melting into her chest as she softly scratched at my scalp knowing that soothes me. It makes me feel safe. A kiss is placed to the top of my head as she rested her face against the side of my head, close to my ear so she could whisper sweet nothings as she stroked a comforting thumb on my scalp.

Danielle: "Stef sweetie, I know that wasn't just acting, that was stefania trying to tell me something and I know you hate doing that. Do you wanna talk about?"

Sniffling I shook my head.

Danielle: "okay, that's okay. Everything's gonna be okay. I love you so much, you're okay. You're safe with me." She kept going until my sobs subsided to silent tears, her hand still gliding through my slightly knotted hair. Slowly I rose my head placing a gentle, loving, slow kiss to her lips several times before we went to make up getting it touched up and organised again to do several more scenes.

Danielle pov-

Both of us being done for the night we headed to the break room, stefania was quieter than usual but I knew she was okay from the conversation held between our eyes every so often. Amelia lay snuggled up on the couch half asleep so I lay a blanket over her turning down the tv before gathering my things heading to the car with stefania who was exhausted.

"Baby let me drive, you're exhausted and upset and angry at the world. I know you've not been sleeping well and that's not your fault but" I was cut off by her just nodding before opening the passenger door buckling herself in. I swiftly jogged to the drivers side doing the same, we drove in a silence so I put on 'Elastic heart' singing along softly.
Finally we arrived back to the hotel, I parked the car, sighing looking over to stefania who was just sat thinking; i took one of her hands brushing my thumb over her evidently tight knuckles.

"Sweetheart relax, you're okay everything's okay." I sooth as a few tears spill down her cheeks. What is going on with her? I asked myself starting out of the car. She did the same. We made it up our room placing down our things. It's the last night here so we were just enjoying everything or at least  trying, stefania went into the bathroom starting the shower so it would warm up as she organised her pyjamas. I smile putting on an oversized t shirt and clean pair of boxers finally in the comfiest clothes.

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