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Chapter 10

*H E R O*

When I return to Mel with the ginger ale, she's not in the mood for a chat. She's too sick to be on set today so we need to turn around the schedule. That turns out to be a real struggle. We had problems with the schedule as it is and it's hard to change things. I know the producers won't allow us more time because we already had an extra two weeks. In the busy and chaotic days that follow I forget all about Melany and her babydaddy. We all need Charlotte to fix our mess and we know it. She was the best at these things. For some reason she was really good at making a schedule and estimating the length of the shoot of each scene. Professionally I miss her, personally I try not to. I know Scott and Greg still talk to her and I know she helps them out. I wonder how she feels about that. I'm pretty sure she wanted to leave all this and all of us behind. Does this remind her of me? Does she miss me? Does she want me to contact her? Would it hurt her if I texted her? I've been holding my phone in my hand a couple of times now but every time there something holding me back. Maybe it's the realization that she hasn't contacted me. Is that proof that this chapter is over for her? Or is she just waiting for me to make the first move?

Luckily I've been so busy these last few days that I hardly had time to think about her or to think about anything. Because we already were behind Greg wants us to stick to the program and finish this film. That means long days on set, short nights and so many rehearsals. Before I know it, we're officially done.

Finally some might say.

"And here is a toast to the end of this fucking film. Finally!" Greg says with a loud voice. He holds up his drink.

We're all together in the restaurant of the estate. We all hold up our drink and echo his toast. I take a sip from the champagne. I would kill for a beer right now. I look around and head for the bar.

"Hi, I'd like a Stella please," I say to the bartender.

He hands me the green bottle. Then it hits me. Stella is a Belgian beer. I stare at the bottle.

"Hey man, congrats on the wrap!" Scott says. He pats me on the shoulder.

"Thanks, I thought we'd never make it to this wrap party," I say with a smile.

"You and me both bro," he sighs. He orders a beer as well.

I take the first sip of mine and push all my thoughts of Belgium away.

"Hey, I've been wanting to talk to you. Are you okay?" I ask. "I mean, you seem a little sad."

"That obvious huh?"

"Yeah.."

"Well, I'm not one to talk about my problems or my feelings but if there's anyone who can understand me right now, it's probably you."

"I knew it! It's about a girl!" I put my fist in the air. It makes him smile.

"I just don't get it... I thought we had something special and then she... all of a sudden she's-"

He's cut off by Greg who joins us at the bar.

"Boys!" He sounds a bit drunk.

"Fancy another beer, Greg?" I ask. I nod to the bartender and he gives Greg a bottle.

"Hero, I just wanted to let you know that I've made arrangements with your management to meet us in a L.A. after your project in Vancouver."

"Oh, okay, why?" I was so hoping for this to be over!

"We just need you to record some lines for some scenes. They aren't very clear. It'll just be a two day job. So after two months in Vancouver you'll be flying to L.A. where you'll meet Scott and me. And obviously Melany and Josh."

"Okay cool!" I take another sip. I guess my holiday will have to wait. I guess this isn't over yet.