I was walking to set on Wednesday, the day after I'd found out the truth, when Mel came running up to me. It was very unexpected and I was very confused,
"Morning." She said, her voice as cheerful as ever.
"Uh...Morning?" I replied. I could have sworn that girl was as bi-polar as Amanda sometimes was. Just another things to remind me of her. But reminding me of her wasn't something I ever needed again because I did actually have her within my grasp.
"Well, it's hardly the afternoon, stupid." See what I mean? One minute she's nice and friendly, the next she's a total sarcastic kid.
Then it hit me. Why was she even talking to me?
There was no doubt that Amanda had told her to stay away from me. Then again, if she was anything like me, she wouldn't listen to Amanda. Judging by looks, she's like me. Judging by what I knew of her personality, she was like Amanda was as a kid, or at least, that’s what she told me. I didn't know whether to feel bad for Amanda or not. Putting up with my female lookalike for ten years must have been hell.
"I thought you were pissed off with me?" I asked Mel. She was happily skipping beside, obviously in a completely different world to me. This is one of the annoying part of kids, they intend not to listen to you. So, I just dropped it. The two of us walked to the set together and, when we arrived, all eyes were on us. I guess everyone knew that Mel knew I was her father. Apparently, everyone else had known and kept it a secret from me. Nice to know who my real friends are.
The wardrobe department had finally gotten my clothes ready. I have to say, they were pretty nice, too. I guess that's what I get for playing a rich child in a movie.
I was currently wearing a midnight blue dress that came down to my knee's. It was slightly puffy and had a royal blue bow tying around underneath my chest. It was sort of a contrast to the one I'd worn to my audition. I looked pretty good in it, if I do say so myself. The best part is that I got told that this was the dress I would be wearing when I was kidnapped, which meant I would be filming the scene when I got kidnapped! I was over the moon excited about that. Goodbye, boring sidelines. Finally some action for me!
I'd walked to the set with Ryan, he was wearing his costume, also; A fancy white shirt that wasn't done up all the way and fancy looking pants to match his fancy looking shoes. Overall, he looked fancy. He also didn't seem to mind me walking to set with him. But, I didn't want him getting the impression that I wanted him to treat me like his daughter. The whole walk there I was fantasizing about me being his daughter. Life wouldn't be too bad, I guess. But, that doesn't mean anything. I'm a child, I'm supposed to have an imagination!
As soon as we were on set, and everyone was staring at us, I skipped off to Jon for instructions. He was, yet again, sitting in his director chair. When he saw me coming, he smiled. I liked making Jon smile, it made me feel actually wanted on the set (compared to the cold glances I was still getting from Daniel).
"Don't you look cute?" He said. I must have blushed, I could feel my face starting to burn. I wasn't even sure if I was forcing it or not.
"Thanks." I smiled back at him, giggling like a little girl. "So, what am I doing today?" I asked, curious as to what he had planned for me. I had read the script a billion times and knew every single line of mine and a few of everyone else's, too.
"Right now, we are going to film the scene right before you get kidnapped." He answered. I was about to continue the conversation, but someone called for his help. "Duty calls." He told me, rushing off to see whoever had called for him. I wasn't paying a lot of attention already.
"Lydia, darling, please calm down." Ryan grasped mom by the wrists and pulled her face inches from his own. Yeah, mom got the part in the movie to be my mom. People started making comments about 'how we're the perfect family.' Those are the people I wanna hurt. Badly.
They were filming the same scene that Ryan had filmed with Eloise not so long ago. They were just testing out how well an actress my mom was. I personally think she's amazing. I was, once again, sitting on Jon's chair, I felt special since I was the only person he let sit on it. I was waiting for the costume department to kit out the villain, Megan. I swear Jon needs to hire a better costume department. Anyway, Megan, mom and Ryan apparently know each other from years ago. I wasn't listening too much when Hazel explained it to me.
"CALM DOWN?" Mom shouted, breaking free from Ryan's clutches. "Our daughter has gone missing and you want me to CALM DOWN!" Ryan pulled Mom close to him again. The two stared into each other's eyes for a spilt second, before Ryan pulled mom in for a kiss. That wasn't in the script. But, she didn't break away. Instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened it to a point where I thought she had swallowed his tongue.
My eyes must have been bulging out of my head because I was disgusted by my parent's acts.
"Aren't you gonna yell cut?" I questioned why Jon hadn't already done it. When he didn't reply to me, I turned to see him staring at my parents, mouth dangling open. I looked around the whole set, everyone was the same. Clearly no one had expected that to happen. I grabbed Jon's megaphone and yelled, "CUT!" Breaking the two away from each other.
I heard a voice call cut from behind me and I instantly broke away from Ryan. What was I doing? I couldn't kiss Ryan! But I had. And I wanted to again. When we kissed, everything around us melted away. All that mattered was the two of us. I felt safe in his arms and I had found myself sinking into him. My common sense had left the building. I felt as if I was an innocent teenager again when I was with him. It made me forget the past ten and a half years and focus on what had been before that.
"O-Okay, take five everybody!" Jon called to the cast and crew. After what they had all witnessed, I wasn't surprised they needed a break. Everyone on and off set knew about our past together, and then something like that happened. I was really letting myself go the wrong way again.
I slowly backed away from Ryan's sweaty face and made my way over to Mel. She gave me a cold look as I sat down in the chair beside her, but I couldn't blame her. I'd been warning her to stay away from him since day one, and I had just kissed the guy. She was, without a doubt, mad and most likely very upset with me.
Mel didn't say a word at first; she just glared me down with the daggers. She obviously got them from me. I wanted to say something, but nothing I told her was going to cover up what she had seen. I may have been perfectly fine with it if she hadn't been there to witness it. I could have easily covered it up from her. But she knew. She had witnessed it first hand, which tore me apart inside.
"I can't believe you just did that!" She almost spat at me after a few minutes of the silent treatment. "You keep telling me to keep away from him just so you can have him to yourself. Good job, you can have him!" And before I could say anything back, she waked away from me.
"Mel!" I called after her, but she just ignored me. I knew her well enough to know she needed space with things like this. She always gave me the cold shoulder when we fought and I knew how to handle it. So, I let her have her peace and decided I would talk to her after filming was over.
"You wait!" Mel shouted. She was tied to a chair in the middle of an empty room. "My dad's in the FBI and he'll shoot your SORRY ASS!" Mel was an amazing actress, anyone could clearly see that. She really got into the part she as playing. On screen she was acting alongside Megan. Megan was the antagonist in the movie, no surprises there. However, I must say, she too is a great actress. I don't know whether it was from her real life experience, but she made an excellent villain. It was the gleam she got in her eyes as she hissed out each word.
"That's the whole point." She walked off the set laughing evilly.
"CUT!" Jon yelled. "Great day everybody, see you all tomorrow.” Jon wasn't one to give us all speeches and long lectures at the end of the day like I had known other directors to do. He just said his goodbyes and went home, leaving the rest of us to our own free will on the set.
"HURRY UP!" I heard her scold him. She was so much like Ryan, it was unbelievable at times. Then again, she was just like him with everything else...
Once she was free, Mel started walking towards her dressing room. I followed her, but she saw me coming. I should have known that she was still mad, but her words still stung my heart to hear.
"LEAVE ME ALONE!"
"MOM!" We both stopped outside her dressing room door. "I need to be alone right now, just give me some space." I could see tears forming in her beautiful honey eyes. She didn't go to her dressing room, she ran off somewhere else. I didn't want to chase after her and be hated for the rest of the movie, so I let her find her own comfort.
I pushed open her door and threw my body onto the sofa. It had been a long and stressful day. Before I knew it, my eyelids were growing heavy. I couldn't keep them open for much longer...
"Mandy..." I felt someone gently pushing my shoulder. "Amanda, time to wake up." I rolled onto my side and tried to go back to sleep. "Come on, Amanda. Wakey-wakey." They weren't giving up. I slowly opened my eyes and Ryan's face came into focus. I groaned. He was kneeling on the floor by my head. He'd changed out of his costume and was in some scruffy t-shirt, which did strike a memory somewhere back in my mind, but I was too tired to think of it.
"What time is it?" I asked, sitting up and yawning. My eyelids still felt like concrete blocks, but at least they were open.
"Nine." He answered, getting up from the floor and taking a seat beside me. I could smell his cologne; it was intoxicating to say the least. After everything that had happened, I found myself not in control around Ryan anymore. He just had this way with me.
"Everyone's gone home. Hazel took Mel. I told her you'd pick her up when you were on your way home." He was inching closer to me with each word. I started to lean backwards, but soon found I was lying down on my back. A smirk spread across his perfectly kept lips as he was leaning over me. My heart was beating in my chest as I knew what he was going to do next. Ryan leaned down and started kissing my shoulder, making his way along my collar bone and up my neck. Each nibble he took made me moan louder, no matter how much I tried to keep it in. Before long our lips were in contact and his tongue had slipped into my open mouth.
After a fierce battle of the tongues, his hands had moved up my chest, unbuttoning my shirt. I wasn't sure if I wanted it to go that far, so I pushed him away, needing to think clearly around him for once.
"What's wrong?" He asked, heavily panting. His hot breath was blowing over my face since we were still very close. I wanted to inhale every part of him, but I knew I had to stop that kind of thinking if I ever wanted to get anywhere.
"Ryan, what are we doing?" I asked. He moved off me and I sat up again. He took my hands in his and stared me straight in the eyes, which made me slightly squirm like a child who had done something wrong. I was starting to feel that I had done something wrong by stopping us.
"Amanda, I love you." Great. "I have since the first day we met." He was pouring his heart out. "Even after you left, I couldn't let myself let you go." I could see the honesty in his eyes. I meant the world to him. And I'd always felt the same way.
"I love you, too." I gave him a passionate kiss on the lips, knowing that I never wanted to let him go. "If you wanna give us a try, I guess I'm willing." Ryan didn't hesitate to push me back down on the sofa and re-start our make-out session.
I think I'll spare the details on how that night went down.