Keeping it a Reality

Reality

BY THE WAY THIS IS HER COSTUME (RACY I KNOW)

Scarlet's P.O.V

I'm obsessed with the plot of the film. A young girl, seduced by a mysterious dark man who turns out to be a fucked up guy who wants to control her. A bit like 50 shades of Grey. But she never gives consent, he just fucks her when he choses. But she doesn't leave the relationship because she is madly in love with him. And was withdrawn from any love and care in her youth.

"Hey" Leonardo snaps his fingers in my face, snapping me out of my daydream.

"You always been like that? You are always in that little head of yours. It's cute." He says in the most dreamy voice. 

"I guess so" I tremble. You see my problem is, whenever I'm on set I'm so into my character. I know her like she's my best friend. She knows me too. But outside i'm so shy and withdrawn.

I didn't really process what he just said to me. 'Its cute', 'its cute'.It runs through me a million times and I still don't act upon it quick enough. But I pipe up

"You know I wouldn't mind you doing that to me in reality." But by the time the words slip out of my mouth, like water, he's already being pulled away into costume.

"No way." I say, arms folded in front of my makeup artist. She presented to me this poor excuse for a piece of clothing.

"Its meant to be sexy. And done up. And bearing in mind you are about to be sexually harassed by THE Jack. THE Leonardo DiCaprio. Plus you've done things like this before with him" Emma says back. She has the tendency to ramble a bit as you can probably tell.

I have done things like this before with him... but now they've upped the rating on this bloody trilogy. The first one got critiqued for not displaying enough of the characters sexual tension... awkward I know. I mean I've always been self conscious about this sort of thing and displaying my body isn't really helping my problem.

I come out of the dressing room, feeling as shaky as anything I can think of. I try and cover my stomach... but Emma hands me a robe sympathetically and sits me down for makeup.

"Scarlet you look amazing. You really really do. And I can tell you that when Leo sees you in this he will hardly be able to contain himself." She giggles and winks at me. I just sit in my chair and fiddle with my hands.

What if Leonardo was really my Dom?

What if you controlled and forced me in the bedroom?

NO! Scarlet stop... you've gone so far to keep the thoughts at bay.

I read over the script again, even though all my lines are the occasional shouts and screams and pleads. So now Leonardo (Jack) has trapped me (Rose) he will take me to his place. Showing elements of carefulness and love he takes me. But Rose doesn't want it. At all. Her sexual attraction is big but she doesn't want it like this. She wants it soft and gentle and loving. To be looked after like she's special. And not some mindless obeying object or thing.

Again, as I'm trapped in my mind I don't take any notice of the amazing hair and makeup Emma has done for me. She is a really talented girl and is shy about it. Much like me actually.

My hair is down but the pins give it more height at the back and is sprayed with dirt still.My face has been done with natural makeup but its all been smudged and altered to look like its been affected by rain, dirt and tears. Some more than others. My whole body has a slight tinge of dirt. It looks almost permanent and Emma has done, so excellently the signature scar on her jawline, given to Rose by Jack as a punishment for that one evening when she went for a drink with her best friend, Ewan. This sounds awful but I wish this were real. I wish I could touch Leonardo like Rose touches Jack when commanded.

"I think I'm done" Reality calls. Joy. I snap out of it and try and get into character