Night's in White Satin - SEQUEL

Chapter Seven

"Will you still love me after this is done?" John asked as the hair and makeup artist was holding the clippers close to his head, ready to shave everything off. 

"I will love you till the end of time, don't worry." I leaned over and gave him a sweet kiss as I ran my fingers through his beautiful head of hair one more time. He looked over to the woman and nodded his head, bracing himself for the next few minutes as he watched clumps of his hair drop to the ground bit by bit. I could tell he was a little sad to see it go, but for the sake of the movie, it had to be done. 

After an agonizing two hours being in the makeup chair, John was finally done and ready for the toughest scene to ever come for this. John was stood in front of me as we waited in the room that they've setup. He looked at me with such sad eyes I couldn't help but feel a large lump in my throat. It all felt and looked so real -- like he was actually dying and this was the last movie he would ever star in. I could feel my heart getting heavy and my eyes welling up with tears.

"You're supposed to be the one who can hold it together, babygirl." He pulled me into his arms and help me tight. I closed my eyes, taking in his scent, his touch, everything. Why does it feel so real?

"I know, I know. I'm sorry it- it just feels all too real. I know I'm completely contradicting what I said last night and I still feel that it's true, but fuck Johnny... I just, it weirdly and horribly feels like I'm actually losing you. Like you're dying and this is the last moment I will have. It sounds so stupid and I'm so-" His lips connected with mine, his fingertips tracing my cheek as he kissed me with such passion and gentle force. He looked me in the eyes once more and I could tell he was choked up too. 

"It doesn't sound stupid, don't say that. We need to remind ourselves we are extremely lucky, we are healthy, and we have each other. That's the only way I will get myself through this moment. Are you with me on this?" I nodded my head and hugged him once more, stealing another kissed before they pulled him and everyone to their marks in the room. I sat beside Jerry and he sweetly held tight onto me as we watched the scene be played out. In that moment, we both felt the same irrational fear. Watching as he's connected to all these things, the sounds of the monitors and machines, everything. They move along to the part where he's in the bed and he passes. I couldn't look. He was still and stiff. I fucking hate how good he is sometimes. 

11:35 AM

Four hours. Four excruciating hours of those scenes and it was finally done. No more sadness, no more witnessing his untimely (and not real) death. Everyone cheered and celebrated. I quickly bolted up out of my chair, running and jumping into John's arms, wrapping my entire body around him.

"You fucking nailed it, baby." I whispered to him as I wiped the tears from my cheeks. He set me down and just kissed me passionately, not even acknowledging the other people in the room with us. 

"Only for you. I love you beyond words.  I'm just so glad that's done." He sighed a long and heavy sigh of relief. Paul had come up and he hugged me tight as he did Johnny. 

"I love you, man. That was beautifully done." Paul spoke with a shake in his voice. Emotions were extremely high  and there's wasn't a single dry eye in the room. There was no doubt about it. By the sudden grace of god, John was done for the day. Paul and the others had multiple scenes to go through, so we said our goodbyes and made our way to the car, back to the hotel. 

We got up to the room and we both got showered. I got settled in bed and John sat at the edge of the bed. I crawled over and wrapped myself around him from behind. 

"What's wrong?" His hand gripped my leg and he turned his head and looked at me, flashing a small smile. 

"Nothing, doll I'm just tired." He kissed my forehead and got onto the bed as I scooted back and he was now hovered over me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and kissed him softly. He looked down at me with such sadness in his eyes.