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But, no Fuck the food

I just want to talk to Harrison

I also would really love it if I could stop crying

God, these stupid hormones

The thick e my throat for the past few hours, and it’s taken a Herculean effort to s it down and stay focused on set

But the moment Max told everyone it was time to take a short break for dinner and I screamed my need for peace and quiet, I all but hauled ass to my trailer so I could release all of this pent-up e inside me

The instant I stepped intolost it

Loud, choking, uncontrollable sobs escaped , and now, I’ve reached the point where the wails have lessened but the tears just keep slipping down my cheeks

Three soft knocks to my trailer door fill my ears, and I scowl

You’ve got to be kidding me

“Raquel, it’s Wilson Max wants to know if you’re okay with the dress for the next scene”

“Yes, I’ht we already made that clear”

“Are you sure?”

“Wilson,” I all but spit back “It’s fine I already fucking told Max it was fine Now, leave me be, okay?”

“Okay Well, can I get you anything?”

Oh, sweet Lucifer, go away!

I inhale a deep breath and try to make myself calm down before I respond

Just count to three and calood

Only when I feel like I have er reined in do I respond “Nope I’m fine Just need a fewthe rest of the scene So, please, spread the word I don’t want to be bothered right now”

Silence followsaway fro

God, hoish Harrison were here He’d kno to help h all of this freaking anxiety and frustration and anger and sadness and whatever else that’s commandeered my bloodstream

Yeah, but you basically told hi to you

Ugh

Deep down, I know I’nancy hor up, but I can’t see unsettled and worried and scared