Let You Down • {Daniel Gillies}

30. }{ you're okay

Remington knocked on the door of Daniel's trailer heavily, hoping he was inside. She wasn't sure if he was even on set at all, but she had a scene to film in a half hour and couldn't really leave. Besides, what she needed to say probably needed to be said in person.

Daniel appeared in the doorway a moment later, his brown eyes going wide at the sight of her.

"Rem-" he said her name, but stopped when the sound of a female's laughter could be heard from inside the trailer. Remington recognized the tone instantly.

"Tell me that's not..." she began, pushing past Daniel, not wanting to say the name because of how much she wished she wasn't right.

"Rem, wait," he said, grabbing onto her shoulder to try and slow her down. She brushed him off and stepped into the main living area of the trailer.

Her stomach dropped to her feet when she saw the girl sitting comfortably on the trailer's bench-seat couch. Her former best friend's eyes went wide at the sight of her, and Remy was instantly overcome with a rage unlike any she'd ever known.

"Sabrina," Remy growled her name, looking quickly between her and Daniel.

"Remington, don't-," Sabrina started, but Remy cut her off with a dry laugh.

"Fuck you. Fuck you both," Remy spat, turning and running out of the trailer, slamming the door behind her. She heard Daniel following her, heard both him and Sabrina calling her name, but didn't turn around.

She ran until she reached her car and then drove it right off the lot. She didn't care that she was supposed to be filming; it was all she could do to not have a panic attack as she drove to her cousin's apartment.

She pounded on Ian's door a few minutes later and he answered, a worried look on his face.

"Rem?" he asked, his voice gentle. "What's wrong?"

Tears poured down her cheeks and sobs racked through her body and she couldn't answer. She shook her head and absently thought that the panic attack that she had been holding off in the car had officially hit her.

"Okay, come on in. Paul's here too, just so you know. You're okay," Ian said, stepping aside. Remy hurried into the living room and threw herself into Paul's arms. He and Ian exchanged confused looks before Ian sat down and put a hand gently on her back.

"You're okay. Just breathe. We're here," Paul whispered, holding her tightly.