Sheo- Love is Key

BreakUp mix up 2

Theo's POV

"Ruth?" She says.
I pull away. But not before she runs out of the apartment.
"Shai, it's not what you think." I say running after her.
"Yes it is! I should've known that you would break my heart Taptiklis!" She shouts in response.
That's when I know she is really serious. She never calls me Taptiklis unless she is mad at me. Never. I really screwed up. No, it wasn't me. It was Ruth.
Here is the truth;
I was making the pasta, as per Shai's instructions. It was going pretty well, considering that I was making homemade pesto to surprise Shai with. I heard a noise coming from the living room. A butcher's knife is what I grabbed.
The clicking of high heels was undeniable as whoever it was started to walk toward the kitchen. I am about to throw the knife when I see familiar blonde hair.
Ruth? What is she doing here? And why the bloody hell did she climb five stories to get to my apartment?
"Hey Sugar Bums!" Ruth said.
"I'm giving you one chance to explain yourself, and then get the hell out of my apartment." I say, still pointing the knife at her.
"I just wanted to say hello to my boyfriend." Ruth said, getting closer. "My boyfriend who still loves me." She takes the knife from my hand and places it on the counter behind me. "Hello Sugar Bums!"
"Ruth?" Shai said.
And that's what happened.

"Ansel?"
"What up Theo?"
"I need help. Shai is...uh, upset."
"Okay. What happened man?"
"You do know that Shai and I were a thing right? Okay, this is going to sound awkward."
"What did you do Theo?"
"Ruth came to our apartment. She was being all creepy and trying to get back together with me. She came to close for comfort and then Shai walked in. She is really mad at me and I don't know what to do." I rushed.
"So, let me get this straight. Ruth came to get back together with you and Shai thought you were hooking up with her?"
I nod, but then when I realize he can't see me, I say, "Basically."
"Okay. I'm on it." And before I can protest, Ansel hangs up on  me.
This is going to be one hell of a shoot.

Shai's POV

The bench squeaks as someone sits down next to me.
"Get the hell away from me Theo!" I say, burying my face deeper into my hands.
"It's a good thing I'm not Theo then." A male voice says.
I sob loudly and take my face out of my hands, just to shove it into Ansel's neck. He wraps his arm around me. Ansel sits and lets me cry my eyes out for the next fifteen minutes. "Come on. Let's go. I have something to show you." He stands, pulling me up with him.

Ten minutes later, we arrive at Ansel's place. It's quite a big house compared to the place Theo and I had. It's at least three stories, plus a basement. But it is so beautiful! It's part stone, part siding. The house has exquisite columns and a small dazzling waterfall.
"This place is amazing! And you're renting it?" I say, obviously impressed.
"Actually, it's my aunt's." Ansel responds. "She is letting me stay in it while we film. She is currently out of town though."
"But I am in town!" Zoë squeals.
I walk into the house, and Zoë greets me with a hug and two spoons.
"What are these for?" I ask, holding up a spoon.
Zoë just smiles and takes my hand and guides me through the big house. And somehow, we end up in a family room. It has a giant t.v. and a black L shaped couch. The coffee table in the center has ice cream and an assortment of movies on it.
"So you guys want me to drown my sorrows with ice cream and chick flicks?" I ask. They don't say anything. "Okay. Fine with me." I say spooning vanilla ice cream in a bowl.
They laugh, but it is more of a tense laugh than a happy laugh. Something's up.
"What?" I ask, almost dropping my bowl. When they don't answer, I say, "Do you want me to cause a scene, or are you going to speak?"
Ansel takes a deep breath. "Fine, but you are never going to believe me." He starts. And before I can interrupt, he says, "Theo never meant to hurt you. Ruth broke into your apartment, and tried to win Theo over. If you would have looked at Theo's right hand, you would've seen a butcher's knife in his hand. He loves you Shai. Ruth just came to ruin your relationship. She wanted him back. It was not Theo's fault. Just please believe me."
Is this really true? Did he really cheat on me or was it Ruth's fault?
I don't know the answers to these questions, but I know that Ansel would never lie to me. Even if he tried, I would always be able to tell. And this time, his eyes scream truth. He's not lying.
I release a breath that I didn't realize that I was holding. "Can I at least eat the ice cream, and sleep over, just to torture him?" I ask in an innocent voice.
Zoë and Ansel grin like idiots.
"Yes."
^^^^
I wake up to Ansel blasting One Direction.
"Wasn't there a more humane way to wake me up?"
"Um, no."
"Thanks man. Thanks."
"You're welcome!"
I glare at him.

The Amity set is beautiful. The giant tree is surrounded by a dome, and on the outskirts of the dome, there is the kitchen like area. It is outside and in a big area of space. I love it.
Theo runs up to my side. He only says, "Shailene?"
And I only whisper, "Sorry."
"What? Can you say that again?" He asks, but I know he didn't hear me.
"Ruth is one son of a-"
"So you forgive me?" Theo interrupts.
"Is your name Theodore Peter James Kinnaird Taptiklis?"
"Last time I checked my birth certificate, it was."
I frown at the ground, while Theo grins like an idiot. I'm not sure if I did the right thing or not, but Ansel seemed pretty sure of himself. I trust Ansel enough. Plus it would be hard to get Theo in the same room as me if I hate him.
Today, we are filming a lot of action. Rumor has it that they brought replicas of the trucks being used in Afghanistan. The art department did well making them look futuristic. It's pretty impressive, what they can do. They even made all the guns that we are using. The guns even shoot. Well, if they let us turn the safety off.
"ACTION!" Robert says into his megaphone.
"Go with happiness," An extra says, handing me a plate.
"I really don't know how much longer I can do this whole peace and love thing." I say to Theo, Four.
He says something in response, but I chose to ignore it. Or maybe I didn't hear it.
That is Miles' cue. "Coming through, on your right, hey here we go. Hey look a rainbow, it's pretty." He says, tapping an extra's shoulder and pointing somewhere in the distance. "Virtual pathological friendliness with unquestioned pacifism, I love this place!" He says. "Thank you. Go with happiness." He winks at the extra handing him food. "Op, oops, 'scuse me." He bumps into me, making sure that he gets into the shot. "Hey, Tris, I like your hair like that, by the way. Did you try to cut all short and weird like that?"
"Peter," Theo interrupts. "Why don't you take your food and go sit down, huh?"
"What. I think that we should split apart, now that that is not my line,"
I burst out laughing, and Robert yells, "CUT! Okay, Miles, let's do this right this time. AND ACTION!"

Hey! So how are you all? I'm fantastic, thanks for asking. I know this is rather short, but I promise that it will pick up right where it left off in the next part. And for all my American readers, have a great thanksgiving!
Have a magical day,
Alacazzam