Sixth Chapter

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~~Paige's POV~~

After I ran a couple ways away, I realized just how much of an idiot I am. After stopping, I quickly turned around to see Tristan was gone. I took my time walking to the studio, I was already late- why rush?

Something was gnawing at my insides, it made me feel evil. I was terrified. My mother always told me stories of when I grow up, but I can't seem to remember the details. I always thought they were fairy tales, but when I woke up to my skin trembling, seeing in a red haze, and the feel of something changing me. I can't change now, I'm all alone and Kriss needs me.

I worried myself to oblivion until I came upon the doors to the studio. Today was the day I broke up with Stephen and got with Tristan. My first kiss with him.. Swallowing, I let Harvey do his thing on me as I became nervous on what's been going on with Tristan.

Ever since that morning we almost kissed, he won't look me in the eye. I wonder if he regrets it, regrets even meeting or befriending me. I would. I think back to the way his beautiful eyes looked deep in my soul, he ripped Paige away and saw my real identity. I wanted to kiss him. I needed to kiss him.

"Alright, you're done Sweetie. Now you better get schooching if you don't want Mac to get angry.. er." I laughed as I walked on stage, ready for action.

"Alright everybody! Lets get this rolling! We're going scene 5 where Tyler and Rose finally break up! Everybody- places!" Mac was in no mood to wait, so I hustled!

Racing up there, I stood next to Stephen in what is supposed to be a bathroom of sorts in a school and waiting for action. Once it was called, I became Rose. "Tyler..." I looked down at my hands as tears pooled in my eyes. "You don't love me anymore, I don't think you ever did. You lied to me. I thought you were the one. You-"

"Rose," he made me look up in his eyes. "I love you, that video is fake! Why can't you trust me?" Stephen grabbed my face and made me kiss him. I resisted and looked away. "You just said, I was the one. Believe me! I am!"

"But, Tyler. I just.. I can't anymore." I cried and started crying more as the fake smack landed across my cheek. A shocked expression landed on my face.

"Listen to me," he grabbed the top of my arms, making it look tight. His voice turned a deathly serious as I became scared. "Don't make me hurt you, Rose. I thought we were a good team.. You were hot and good at sex- yet so stupid. It was perfect. Don't ruin it."

His face was menacing and I was terrified. "Tyler, stop, you're hurting me!"

I couldn't get away from him but when the door slammed open, I was quickly moved to the other side of the room. I couldn't watch but I heard skin on skin contact being made and I covered my head, in the fedal position scared for my life.

"Cut! Good so far, we can do the rest later. Now we're doing the scene where Tristan and Paige get together or whatever! Move it people!"

Quickly, I got my hair changed a little and then walked to the next scene, where I lay on a bed with Tristan and we just look up at the ceiling in his room. We were moved so where our sides were touching and he was comforting me while I cried into his side.

"Ready?! Action!"

"I'm sorry you had to find out that way, Rose." His fingers started to comb through my hair and I played with his shirt in between my fingers.

I shrug softly. "I just feel like an idiot, Wyatt." I felt a tug on my head and looked up to meet his eyes. "Like an utter fool. I should've known a guy like him couldn't be with me. He's popular, he's cute and funny, nice and charming. I'm that weird girl that nobody likes." Tears started to stream down my face as I looked him in the eyes very passionately. "There are almost 8 billion people in this world and I had the audacity to even pretend that I mattered. That I'm important and somebody could care about me."

My lip curled in disgust and Wyatt shifted so he was straddling me but didn't put his weight onto my body. His huge hands encircled my face from both sides. Suddenly, the atmosphere shifted. It was like we weren't Rose and Wyatt anymore- we were ourselves. Tension cloaked us like a blanket. Tristan's eyes turned darker and full of desire. "You matter to me, Rose. I care about you. Tyler is the biggest idiot I've ever known to let a girl like you get away. You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen and every time I look at you, think of you or touch you, my heart stops and explodes. If I can't make you mine, I don't know what I would do." Slowly, he leans down and my breathe catches- I'm not acting anymore.

My hands move to his hair, and it seems like the world is in slow motion. My lips touch his gently and it's like letting out a caged animal. I pull him tightly toward me and kiss him with all the passion I can muster. I've never kissed a guy like this and I love it. It seems like he is reciprocating my need and it only fuels the animal inside me.

His hand moves from my hip, down to the top of my thigh. He hitches my leg around his waist as his other hand tangles in my brown locks. I loose sight of the camera, the fact we're on set and the only thing I can think of is Tristan's mouth on mine. Tristan moves so we can breathe again. Our foreheads butt together and all I think is wow..

"Cut.." Mac is stunned as he whispers. We look over to see the whole cast staring at us with wide eyes and mouths gapped open. As Tristan gets off of me, I sit up and chew on my bottom lip. "Wow.."

Tristan helps me up and we can't meet each other's eyes. I can't believe we lost control like that, the sexual tension was finally released. My breathing is still heavy as I walk into my dressing room, shocked.

After shutting my door, I lean on it and rewind what just happened. His lips on mine, I enjoyed every second. My fingers skim my lips as I push off the door and smile at the mirror. The girl in front of me doesn't look anything like who I really am. She has a goofy grin plastered on her glossed mouth, eyes wide and dazed with perfect makeup around them. She is a love dazed fool.

A knock sounds on the door And it opens before I can give them permission. Kriss comes in with a worriedly look, and her voice is scared as she whispers, "What was that, Nat? I thought we weren't going to get attached this time? You always do this." She steps to me and tears prick my eyes.

"I know, I know. I'm sorry. This time though, this time it's real. I think it is. Tristan is everything, but all I am is a liar." A tear runs down my cheek and Kriss makes her way over to hug me tight.

"You always get hurt and so do they. I can't stand to see you cry again. I don't know why we are always moving around, but soon we are going to have to move away from here too. You will just end up crying when that happens, Nat." I wrap my arms around her neck and cry.

"I love him, I know I haven't known him for long, but when we spend time together- and he is himself- it's beautiful. When he becomes carefree, my spirits soar and my heart feels like it will burst. I've never felt this way, but it scares me, yet it makes me feel safe. Safe to know that what ever I am becoming, he may still be there for me when I become it."

I feel her rub my back, "He won't. You always fall so fast, Natalie..." Her deadly whisper crushes my dreams as I know that is the reality.

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ERRRMMMM, people.

I am soooo sorry for not updating, like ever. My reason used to be that I was busy, because I was, but then it started with the fact that I just didn't enjoy this story.

I don't know if any of you were really actually attached to this piece of crap story- but I am offically putting this on hold. I'm actually going to see if I can write this other story that has been on my mind, maybe that will be better. Please check it out, it's called "Dragon's Keeper" Or it will be something like that.. ehh I am so not sure. But it will be about DRAGONS!!

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 13, 2014 ⏰

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