(Thomas)“What happened?” I exclaimed, darting into the hospital. Sarah was sitting there with Dr. Esther, her face pale and dark circles around her sockets.“Please drink some water, miss,” the assistant said to Sarah. With shaky hands, she picked up the glass and chugged the water down.“It’s okay, Sarah,” Dr. Esther said softly, “Please have a seat, Mr. Lombardi.”I slowly sat down in a chair beside Sarah.She began to cry as she stared at me. “You had me locked up here?” she sobbed, “How could you do that to me, Thomas?”“He didn’t do this to you, Sarah,” Dr. Esther said softly. Her voice was low and comforting.I stared at Sarah, aghast.I did not know what to say.“I’ll die without you, Thomas,” she said.“Don’t say that,” I said to her, “You’ve always been my friend.”Memories of the two of us from childhood began flooding through my mind: Sarah in her little pink skirt and white T shirt stepping shyly into my house, Sarah jumping and cheering while I played football with Jack
(Lydia)“The camera’s rolling,” the director said, “And … go.”I picked at a lock of my hair and twirled it as I batted my lashes. “I didn’t really want to talk about this, you know,” I said, looking away from Nathan. He took a step closer to me and placed a hand on my elbow.“If you don’t want to talk about it, Mary,” he said, “Then there is absolutely nobody stopping you. But one needs to be brave to love. One needs to lay themselves bare and run the risk of getting hurt in order to experience the full joy of love.”I turned around and looked Nathan in the eyes.***One needs to lay themselves bare and run the risk of getting hurt in order to experience the full joy of love. The dialogue had struck me when I had read the screenplay. And, now that we had recorded this scene, I could not help but think more about it.I poked at my steamed rice and peas, not feeling hungry at all.“Hey!” said Jane, dragging a chair up next to me.I looked up and smiled at her, grateful for her presence
(Jack)I put my hand on Ruby’s and squeezed it. She looked at me morosely. “How could this have happened?” she murmured.I grimaced. I did not know what to say.“Sarah has been struggling all these years,” said Ruby, “And she’s never let anyone know.”I rolled my eyes. “Well, I wouldn’t exactly put it that way,” I said, “She has tried to cause serious harm to everyone around her and close to her simply because of her obsession with Thomas.”“Stop it, Jack, Don’t be so cruel!” exclaimed Ruby. She slapped me lightly on the back.“The girl’s been going through Heaven knows what for so long,” she said, “She used to be in my dorm building, you know. Her room was across the corridor from mine. I sometimes caught sounds of her crying to herself. And I did once knock …“Sarah had opened the door, her eyes red and brimming with tears.“‘Oh, honey,’ I had said, ‘What is it?’“‘It’s nothing,’ she had replied, shaking her head.“I had walked into the room.“‘What happened exactly?’ I had asked he
(Lydia)“Know what?” I exclaimed, my eyes wide. Jack shook his head and took a step closer.“Let’s go sit down somewhere,” he said, “This is going to take some time.”***My head was spinning when he finished recounting the whole story to me. “Is this true?” I said softly to him. I could not look directly at him.“Yes, it is,” Jack replied softly back.I could remember things that put Sarah’s truth into perspective.***“You make such wonderful hairstyles,” she had said, while I combed the ends of her locks.“Mhm,” I had smiled back, staring into the mirror where she sat beaming up at me.“Where did you learn how to make them?”“Oh,” I had shrugged,” My mother always had an artistic streak. So, I mainly learned it from her.”Sarah had fallen silent. She had licked her lips.“You’re lucky to have such a good Mama,” she had said quietly.I had laughed, bracing myself against the pain of resentment that I had still held back then.***“I’m not close to my father either,” she had once dru
(Lydia)“Are you okay?” Ruby asked as soon as I got home. She ran towards me and put her hands over my arms. “I’m fine!” I huffed, slamming my bag down.“What happened?” she asked. Her expressions clearly betrayed her worry.“I pushed Clara Olsson,” I muttered, “She fell down on the ground.”Ruby’s jaw dropped. “You did what?” she gasped, staring at me wide-eyed.I looked at her and simply nodded.“Clara Olssen?” Mama asked, walking up to us, “You mean that blonde model from Europe or some place?”We could hear the television set blaring behind her as she stood there in the doorway of the living room.I pursed my lips and nodded again.“She’s on TV,” Mama said, gesturing for the two of us to come inside.“I’m sure she deserved it,” Ruby said as we strode up to the living room.“And where were you when this happened?” a reporter asked Clara.Her eyes were bloodshot and a few strands of her hair dangled loosely out of her perfect golden bun.“Outside the studio where Nathan’s recording,
(Lydia)Thomas jumped when he walked into the drawing room and saw me. “Lydia!” he exclaimed. His eyes widened. He pursed his lips. “Is it really you?” he said.I stood up and nodded.“Oh, baby,” he said, walking up to me. He threw his arms around me.“I’m so glad you came back to me, darling,” he said, “I thought you would never return.”I wrapped my arms tightly around Thomas, breathing in the comfort of his chest against my cheek. I closed my eyes and let myself stay in the moment.A tear slipped out of my eye.“Hey, honey,” said Thomas, “What’s wrong?”“I threw it all away, Thomas,” I said quietly.“Huh?” he said, “Threw what away? You’re right here with me.”I drew in a deep, shaky breath.“I messed up the movie, Thomas,” I said.He pulled back. He gazed into my eyes and cupped my face in his palms.“Who cares about a silly movie, Lydia?” he said.“It was the stepping stone of my career,” I mumbled, wrapping my arms around him again.“It doesn’t matter, baby,” Thomas breathed int
(Lydia)I giggled and sat up, I wrapped myself around him. Thomas smiled and kissed me. I did not want to ever let go again. I ran my hands down his smooth, muscular back.He removed my panties and pulled me closer into him. Thomas nibbled into my ear. He planted sweet kisses down the length of my neck. I pushed him down on the bed and climbed up on top of him. He smiled. I smiled back. Slowly, I lowered myself onto him. Thomas swooped me down and got on top of me.It was a feeling of complete submission on both ends: Thomas’s scorching eyes full of passion as they stared at me and my eyes full of love and delight as I looked up at him.I closed my eyes as I came and when I opened them, a smile had broken out on Thomas’s face.He hugged me. We lay there for a very long time.***I stepped out of the shower in Thomas’s clothes. “Hey, babe,” I said to him.“Hey,” he smiled at me. Thomas pulled me into his arms again. I leaned in, my hair still wet from the shower.“So tell me,” I said,
(Lydia)I took a deep breath to steady myself and took a look at myself in the mirror. My face was pale and beads of sweat were forming on my forehead. My stomach lurched horribly. This was going to be tough. But I opened the car door and walked towards the office.I was meeting with both Jonathan Nilson as well as Aaron Abrams. The latter was the director of the film and I was pretty sure that he, having seen how good I was in front of the camera, would consider still keeping me on the film.As I walked inside, I spotted at least twenty young women seated in the waiting area.These must be my potential replacements, I thought. I swallowed hard.“Come in,” said Abrams when the secretary told him that I was at the door.“Hello,” I said nervously, stepping in through the door.“Well?” said Abrams, looking up with his brows raised expectantly.“Sir, I’m terribly sorry about what happened yesterday,” I said, “And I assure you that nothing of this sort will ever happen again. Being a part