Star Crossed Lovers

Chapter 6

Author's note: I made the movie scenes italicized. I hope it was easier to read for the real time and the scene time. 

Sophia –

As soon I got home, I collapsed on the bed and slept all the way through till Johnnie called me to remind me about coming in the next morning. Since then Micah and I were business like with our scenes though there were few times we had to do retakes because we needed more feeling. It pleased Johnnie we were getting through these scenes quickly.

It was difficult for me to hold back, but I managed that was the important thing. I did not want him to know that he still affected me. Some of the scenes were Jeremiah and Dianna out dining or flying off to some unknown destination just the two of them or just them talking at the penthouse and getting to know one another. The love scenes, what there were of them, were done weeks ago.

When we went on a break, I did not stick around. I went to my trailer, away from him. He did the same, afraid that he was going to say something to me.

There were two more pivotal scenes left to do that setup things for the next installment, if there were any, but Johnnie assured us that there would be. The series of books were huge all over. I wanted to move through these scenes rather quickly.

The second to the last scene had Dianna in Jeremiah's bed sleeping only to be awakened by a bittersweet melody drifting through the penthouse. Curiously, Dianna sat up in bed realizing that it was dark out and that she was alone. The moon was illuminating the room. As she gathered the golden sheets up around me, she would slide out of bed, traipsing towards the great room.

When she arrived at the door, she stopped, watching him, mesmerized by him and the way he was beautifully playing.

I was so mesmerized by the way Micah was playing though I could see his face in the moonlight. It was so haunted, so sad; it broke my heart to watch.

Taking a deep breath, Dianna exhaled as she walked towards Jeremiah, feeling his sadness coming off of him in waves.

The sadness was coming from Micah. My breath hitched in my throat, but I forced myself to breath normally. Something occurred to me; Micah was breaking character. Why was he doing that? Was there something that I did not know?

"That is beautiful?" Dianna slid on the bench next to Jeremiah, the sheet tight against me. "I didn't know you played."

And that was me breaking character though it was well within the script.

It was so quiet; you could drop a pin on the floor. I didn't dare look anywhere else. I wanted to look into this man's eyes, his soul; one last time before we have to part ways.

For the scene, Jeremiah remained silent, though Dianna knew there was something on his mind. Jeremiah and Dianna just remained silent as he played the music. And then abruptly, Jeremiah stopped his playing, the sound echoing throughout the penthouse, giving it an eerie sound.

"Dianna..." Jeremiah's voice broke as if in pain. "I can't be want you want."

"What?" Dianna said in an agonized whisper.

Turning towards Dianna, Jeremiah reached for her hand, taking it in his.

Micah's hands were warm and soft. It reminded me so much when he was touching me...Stop yourself right there. For the moment, you are Dianna. Look directly in his eyes, project the feelings confusing and hurt.

The sadness was radiating off of Micah in waves. It was distracting me. I was unable to concentrate on the scene, but I knew his reaction was not just the script, it was from him breaking script, to be honest with me, not about Dianna. I wasn't sure that I wanted to know what it was he was trying to convey to me.