Troubled One (Wilde #2)

Epilogue

We're seeing a very special character in here. :) I don't care if the timeline is different, I'm putting them in. cx I wonder if any of you will recognize him....

Epilogue

Four years later....

       "Cut!" the director, Jordan, yelled, and a bell rang through the air. "No, this is wrong! You two....Uggh, you make me so frustrated!"

       "You can always fire her and choose another actress," I said. My co-star glared at me before scoffing and rolling her eyes.

       "Absolutely not," he said. "One, we're too far into the movie to get a new actress. And two, she got the part because she was the only one I envisioned. I don't care if you two have conflict. This is Hollywood. Get over it and get the scene right."

       "I'm trying, at least," I said. "She isn't."

       Kamille crossed her arms. "It's not my fault you're a complete asshole."

       "Oh no, I am so affected by that," I said sarcastically.

       If I could have quit by now, I would have. I was completely shocked when my ex-girlfriend walked into the studio the day of the first rehearsal. I was even more shocked when Jordan told me that she was my co-star. The person I was supposed to act like I was in love with.

       That ship sailed way too long ago.

       "You two need to grow up," Jordan said. "You're both adults. You're both in the acting industry. Try the scene again."

       We did. It didn't work.

       "Cut!" Jordan yelled, throwing his script into the air. "That's it! I am so done with you two! We're done for the day."

       "Good, I can get away from you," I said to Kamille.

       She flipped me off.

       "No no no," Jordan said. "You two are not getting off that easy. You will spend the rest of the day together to sort out whatever problem you have. If you come back tomorrow without even a little bit of chemistry, I will cut both of your pay in half."

       "What?!" Kamille and I exclaimed in unison.

       "You heard me," Jordan said. "So you better get a bit of chemistry." He left to tell everyone on set that we were done for the day.

       I glared at Kamille before walking to where I had my stuff. Right as I got there, my cell phone. I picked it up, curious as to why Nick was calling. "Nick, you know not to call when I'm on set," I said.

       "Sorry," Nick said. "Why'd you answer then?"

       "We're done for the day," I said. "Kamille and I are not making to scene work at all. And to make things worse, the director is making us spend the rest of the day together."

       "And how is that bad?" Nick asked. "Don't you want to get back together with her?"

       I sighed. "I don't know."

       "You do know."

       "Shut up," I said. "So, why'd you call?"

       "Grayson scares me."

       "Yeah, I know that," I said.

       "And I may have gotten him mad," Nick said. "I kind of sort of asked Ginny out."

       "No. Way."

       "Yes, way," Nick said. "On the bright side, I now have a girlfriend. On the not so bright side, Grayson will probably end up killing me anyways."