Tragic Magic

Chapter Seventeen

The video shoots became easier after awhile. I always went to lunch with the band though. We never invited anyone else from the shoot, except the director one time. He turned out to be a pretty cool guy and we learned his name is Joshua.

The only awkward scene I had to do after the first day was the visitation call scene. I wasn't ready for it after that kiss.

"Ronnie, I need you to look sympathetic the entire time. You're locked away from the person you love and you're seeing her for the first time since you were arrested," Joshua, our director, calls out. "Juliet, you're worried and scared. Really let that show in your facial expressions."

My outfit for this scene was the same as the last, just a simple dress and a makeup and hair style from the 60's. Ronnie is wearing a "jailhouse rocker" type outfit. He's worn it through the entire thing until the courthouse scenes.This scene was pretty easy. He sang his lines, acted like he was in love with me, and then got dragged away. He's always been so good at acting, especially when it came to loving me.

"You okay? I noticed you didn't have much energy today," Ronnie catches me on my way out of the studio.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just let my thoughts get the best of me sometimes," I fake a smile and start to continue out.

"I know you, Juliet. Don't act like you're okay when we both know you're not," he snaps at me.

"Excuse me?" I turn around to face him, "Since when did you really care about my sanity? You're the reason things are the way they are!"

"Sorry," he lowers his voice, "but you really need to stop playing the blame game with me. I get it, it's my fault, but I'm not complaining about you and your new boyfriend."

I guess I kinda did act like we never were anything to begin with. When am I just going to wake up and realize all of this is just fake? The hard part is I don't know which side is fake.

"Remember the times, Juliet?" He takes one of my hands and starts to sing, "Sitting in this room playing Russian Roulette.."

"Stop it," I burst out laughing.

He starts to laugh with me, "finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet."

What have I gotten myself into?

I stop for a minute and sing along with him, "I cannot feel what you've done to me." Damn, here come the tears. I can't be doing this in front of him, I want him to think I'm strong and happy without him.

"I'm really sorry, Julie. I've apologized a million times, I don't know what to do to make it up to you," he finally says, sympathetically.

Wait, Craig is waiting for me, what am I still doing here talking to Ronnie? This is not good.

"I'm sorry, I gotta go," I duck my head and pass by him.

"Wait, Juliet!"

I walk faster until I reach my motorcycle, then I speed away before he can catch me. What is wrong with me? I don't think I love Ronnie anymore, but something in me does. This can't be right. Everything has just happened so suddenly, I don't know what to do.

"Hey, I'm home," I shout walking into the house. I don't get a response, so I search the house for Craig. Still nothing. It's almost eight, where could he be?

The rest of the night I spent by myself. I made myself dinner, watched a few movies, and then finally dragged myself into bed. Still no sign of Craig anywhere, so I call him. No answer. I'm fine with him doing his own thing, but I still worry about him.

I hope the things in my life will fix themselves before it become too unstable.