And Action!~Dovell~

Hurt

    Mitchell's PoV

 I walked into the set of 'Descendants. I was the happiest I'd ever been. I smiled and ran up to Dove, who looked like she was sleeping in her chair with two huge cups of Starbucks in her hands. "Dove!" I said. She jumped up and the Starbucks splashed all over me. "Okay, I had that coming for waking you up. And I would never be mad at you, so don't worry," I said. "Sorry!" she exclaimed. "I'll take your revenge later," she sighed. "No need for revenge. It was a mistake! Anyways, the kissing scene is definite?" she frowned. "It's off. My boyfriend wasn't okay with it. I feel so bad to dissapoint the kids watching," I nodded. "I understand. We can still make this work without a kiss," she smiled at me. She hit herself in the head. "Oh!I forgot my boyfriend is here. He wants to meet you." I smiled. Dove ran back towards a tall muscular man in leather. He turned and looked at me. He looked as if he could punch in a second. If I dare go near his lady, of course. Dove looked at him and all of a sudden he smiled and waved. They walked over to me. "So there is a kissing scene?" he asked. "I'm McCartan. Ryan McCartan." he said with a smolder. "There was supposed to be. I am.... uh..... Hope. Mitchell..... Hope?" Ryan laughed as he pulled Dove into a long kiss. Right there in front of me! This guy was already on my nerves.  Dove pulled away and gave him a puzzled look. He smiled and moved her hand to his abs. "We are the best! I let Dove rule the relationship." Dove tried walking away but Ryan grabbed her into a hug. "Where are you going?" he asked, lovingly. This guy was a phony! "Ryan, she has to be in this next scene," Dove gave me a look that seemed afraid. Was she afraid? Of him? You know what, I am too. Ryan clenched his teeth and let her go. "I think I know you. You went to Misville High!" Ryan nodded. He was the one that bullied me. That's right, I was sort of a nerd. "Yeah, so back off, Mitch." he imitated Dove.

LATER ON WHEN ITS TIME FOR SET IT OFF

Ryan followed Dove into her dressing room. I heard the door close and tip-toed over to listen. 

"I saw what you did there!"

"Listen, Ryan. I didn't know what what we were doing that's all!"

"So I can't kiss and be affectionate with my girlfriend?"

"You can. I would love if you were, but you never kiss me. Or hug me. It seemed like an act."

"Like I would care what Monkey Butt thought."

"Who is that?"

"Just my old pal. You know, Mitch."

"He isn't  a monkey butt."

"He is. And why do you care what animal's butt he looks  like?"

"He's my friend!"

"Don't try to defy me!"

"You aren't my boss!"

"I AM! AND YOU LISTEN TO ME!"

A huge bang and smack was heard. I opened the door and ran in. Ryan was red with anger, his fists clenched. Dove was on the floor passed out and bleeding. The were indents in the wall, as if she were thrown against it. There was cuts and bruises on her cheeks, as if she was punched and scraped. I screamed. Ryan ran out and shouted. "MITCH BEAT UP DOVE!" he walked back to me. "Nice going, Monkey Butt." he walked out of the set. With a minute to myself, I saw Dove open her eyes and groan in pain. I walked over and kissed her before I called the ambulance. She put a hand to her cheek weakly, where I kissed. The ambulance carried her out. She smiled at me as she was lifted away. Our love may be only on- screen.