The Act

9 choke

I have a book called S.H.I.T and I would love for it to get more attention ♡♡♡

Today is the first day back on scene and I'm avoiding everyone. Mainly Oliver, I haven't even opened his texts from almost a week ago.

"Okay we are going to go through scene 10 on chapter 3," I hear and roll my eyes. Today's only practice so the camera crew isnt here and neither are the makeup and wardrobe people aren't here.

I go into the room the director and the one camera guy who is working on the behind the scenes stuff. The director is talking to Oliver about how he wants him to act and random stuff I don't care to know.

I've already know this scene from when me and vic did it but it is a bit different. This time its Oliver and instead of trying to kill me with an axe he's going to choke me...

I'm nervous but I'm sure I've got this. I'm an amazing actor. I'm just scared I'll like it..

I get on the couch and wait for everything to start. "Okay, start whenever you're ready," the director calls out to me.

I pretend to dial a number on my phone and get up putting it to my ear. "Hey, I was wondering if you wanted to get out and hit some clubs with me. You know, like we use to," I say to the phone going into the pacing the room slowly.

Theres a tap on the window and I look over seeming intrigued. "Oh nah, she stopped talking to me after I got with her friend," I say now turning my back to the front door.

The door has a soft tap so I look at it again. "Yeah, yeah, okay but I got to go, I think theres another raccoon outside," I say to my phone and 'hang up'.

The door opens aggressively and Oliver comes in looking intimating. They changed my lines a little here which annoys me but it's fine. I'm really good at memorizing lines quickly.

"Randy!? What the fuck? Are you trying to give me a heart attack!?" I yell holding my chest like I'm going to have a heart attack.

He doesn't move or answer so I look around 'scared'. I then look at him and gasp. "I-is that blood?" I say stepping back. He aggressively walks up to me and grabs my shoulders but stops looking awkward.

"Fuck," he says under his breath knowing he messed up.

"You have to tackle me," I remind him.

"Sykes I talked to you about this! Go back to when Quinn said his last line," the director yells.

"Okay, yeah.." he says going back. I look at the mat behind me making sure it's there so I don't get hurt. When we record we are going to take it away but while we are still practicing it will stay.

"Okay, start!" The director says and Oliver starts angry walking over. I'm frozen in fear and as he's coming over I cant help but agree that he's a good actor.

He more or less takes me but does get me to the ground but it's slow and not the speed we need. "Keep going," the director calls and Oli puts his hand on my throat and I struggle a little.

"You cheated on my sister! You fucking-" I stop listening because his knee is in between my legs and I'm feeling like this is a really sexual position.. and his hand isn't tight at all so I'm not even distracted by that.

A dark shade of red covers my cheeks. "Ugh! Restart. Kellin you missed you're line and you didn't struggle enough. Oliver you need to tackle him harder and choke him harder," he say and Oli smiles at me and helps me up.

I'm turned on now..

I look quickly and feel a little relieved when I see you can't see or notice. These pants are my favorite because of this fact.

We restart it from the beginning and he tackles me a bit better but it feels like he's trying not to hurt me. His hand goes around my throat and I feel myself blush as his grip tightens and he's straddling me.

I struggle against him and he days his lines. "G-get of Randy!" I say in character but the stutter wasn't on purpose.

"And the scene fades to black but you're going to have to redo that," the director says and Oli looks at me not in character anymore.

"G-get off," I mumble feeling embarrassed. He gets up and helps me up. I feel like I have a permanent blush on my cheeks. I though it wasn't noticeable until I see Oli smirking at me.

I roll my eyes and get back on the couch and he goes outside the "house". It all runs smoothly until he tackles me softly but in the process his knee slides in between my legs and at the same time his hand grips my throat and I accidentally make a moan type noise and shut my eyes in embarrassment.

Oliver doesn't say his lines and I feel uncomfortable and hot with him on top of me. I feel him lean down and his hair brushes against my cheek.

"Is this turning you on?" He whispers heavily in my ear.

"Fuck off," I say pushing him off and he takes the hint and gets off.

"Can we take five?" I call out and the director nods and I quickly rush out away from everything and out into the back.

Outside in the back I calm down thinking about random things. Why did I get turned on by him choking me and tackling me...?

I'm not gay..

Right?