Picture Perfect

Chapter 2

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Dana brushed the back of her hand over her forehead and stared down at the mangled and ruined body of Presley White. He was struggling to breathe, clutching on to the silky sheets of the hospital bed and gasping for air.

His eyes locked onto her's for a brief moment before his lips curved up into one last sad little smile.

"I'm really going to miss you, you know..."

Dana pinched her nose as her eyes filled with uncontrollable tears that spilled down her cheeks.

"Please...Stay with me..."

Presley shook his head and faced the ceiling. 

"It's time for me to join my dear Monica in the light-"

"CUT!"

Dana immediately straightened up and her eyes flashed with annoyance.

"You've got to be kidding me?"

Presley sat up in his makeshift bed and pulled on his hair.

"We've done that one scene a million times!"

Darcy walked forward and adjusted one of the pillows on the bed, grimacing apologetically and flapping back the curtains to allow herself further entry.

"The camera isn't picking up on your face. The fabric was in the way. Not to mention this glare is horrible..."

Dana rubbed the sides of her temples and willed her breathing to slow and her irritation to fade away.

"Okay, okay...From the top, then..."

Darcy hesitated for a beat before throwing the pillow aside.

"Actually, let's end it here. We've gotten a good amount of footage down."

The director, Tom Fellings, stood up from where he sat perched on his wooden seat.

"We're going to be taking an extended break from this movie anyway. We'll end it here, then, on half-time."

Dana raised an eyebrow. "Extended break? Oh, right! The tour."

She rolled her eyes and dropped down on the bed next to her co-star, groaning into the forgotten pillow. Her face twisted into an expression of displeasure.

While her head was down, Darcy and Tom shared a side-long glance and a knowing look.

"Actually, Dana, the break has nothing to do with the tour."

Dana slowly picked up her head. "What do you mean?"

Presley immediately started panicking. "Did something go wrong?"

Tom shook his head. "No, no...Presley, you'll be going on the tour, but Dana...We've got something a little different in mind..."

Dana blushed deeply and ran a hand through her unkempt hair.

"If this is about complaining about the super tight schedule earlier, I'll have you know that I completely-"

"No, it's not about that."

Darcy wrung her hands together and smiled nervously. "It's about the other thing you said..."

Dana wrinkled her forehead in confusion. "What?"