Delena' Gone with the Wind

Part 8-Acting or Reality?

Caroline came onto the stage once she notice no one was in their post.

"Stefan, what's going on?" She asked.

Damon smiled mischievously at Caroline and Stefan.

The play was turning out the way he imagined it would.

Stefan and Caroline did their scenes where Melanie and Ashley were socializing. They were amazed that Damon hadn't altered those.  Throughout those scenes they both began to realize how close they'd become as friends. 

When it was time to have their kiss when Ashley went to enlist, Stefan stared intensely at Caroline and she grew nervous.

He took her in his arms and gave her a passionate kiss which she returned.

As Elena looked on she found herself neither angered nor jealous. All of which made no sense to her. Was she still in love with Stefan?

"Elena, it's almost time for our scene."

She turned around and saw Damon had come up beside her.

"Yes." She said softly.

She felt her face warm being so close to him. 

When Elena walked on the stage she realized that they were doing the scene where Rhett and Scarlett were in the living room.  She was well aware of Damon's mischief behind this but the show had to go on.

[As Scarlett enters. Monstrous shadows are thrown by the candle on the high-ceilinged room, making the massive furniture look like huge crouching beasts. Rhett follows her into the room.]

RHETT (Damon) (curtly): Sit down. (Scarlett is frightened)There's no reason why you shouldn't have your nightcap, even if I am here.

SCARLETT (Elena): I didn't want a drink. I heard a noise and-

RHETT: You heard nothing of the kind. You wouldn't have come down if you'd thought I was here. You must need a drink badly ...(he picks up the decanter and sloppily pours her a drink)

SCARLETT (protesting): I do not ...

RHETT: Take it!(shoves the drink into her hand)Don't give yourself airs. I know you drink on the quiet and I know how much you drink ... Do you think I care if you like your brandy?

[Scarlett looks at him a moment doubtfully, then bolts down the drink, making an unbecoming grimace. She notices, as she does, that Rhett has seen the grimace and that he is smiling sneeringly.]

When Elena looked closer she could have swore Damon winked at her.

SCARLETT (coldly): You're drunk. And I'm going to bed.

RHETT: I'm very drunk, and I intend getting still drunker before the evening's over. But you're not going to bed - not yet. Sit down!

[Scarlett sits.]

Rhett: "His voice still held a remnant of its wonted cool drawl but beneath the words she could feel violence fighting its way to the surface, violence as cruel as the crack of a whip. She wave red irresolutely and he was at her side, his hand on her arm in a grip that hurt. He gave it as light wrench and she hastily sat down with a little cry of pain. Now, she was afraid, more afraid than she had ever been in her life. As he leaned over her, she saw that his face was dark and flushed and his eyes still held their frightening glitter. There was something in their depths she did not recognize, could not understand, something deeper than anger, stronger than pain, something driving him until his eyes glowed redly like twin coals. He looked down at her for a long time, so long that her defiant gaze wavered and fell, and then he slumped into a chair opposite her and poured himself another drink. She thought rapidly, trying to lay a line of defenses. But until he spoke, she would not know what to say for she did not know exactly what accusation he intended to make."