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Five years

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Alycia's POV


"Cut! Okay it was amazing guys but please I need it to be more real and raw"


I hug my crew and head straight back to my trailer. I see I've got five missed calls from my wife. I smile because I know how worried she must be.


- Babe?

-Finally! Where have you been? I was so worried..

- Sorry it's pretty hectic here, everything is going so fast, it's just amazing. I wish you could be here.

- I miss you Alycia, I just...

- I can't here you... the... bad... Eliza

- What?

-I'll call you back later it’s...


I hate this signal, I love this country but I hate that it has to be so far away from her. India as treated me so well since I've arrived two months ago, only one months left before I head back home.


"Leesh can I come in?"

"Yes of course"


Maia walks inside my small trailer and throws herself on the couch next to me. She breaths heavily, I know our filming schedule is intense and exhausting for her.


"I'm so tired Alycia"

"I know, I'm the same, directing is not that relaxing"


She hands me over the bag of chocolates that was sitting on my table, we both eat our way through it and finally end up crashing on the couch. When I open my eyes again I realize it's now too late for me to call back Eliza. She seemed worried and not that well. I hope she's not alone. I grab my notebook and start writting down what I have to do for the next scenes.


"Gosh Alycia stop working... Wait, you are working for no reason because you have something on your mind?"

"No... Maybe"

"Tell me"

"It's Eliza, I'm worried... she's at home alone, she has nothing to do and I'm not there for her"

"Alycia since the show has been canceled she has been a mess, not really a charming person to others, and most of all she told you to do this. She wanted you to live your dream so live it and enjoy."

"You're right..."


Maia takes me in her arms and we both fall back at sleep for the next couple of minutes before I have to go back on set direct the next scenes of the day.


Eliza's POV


Once more I check my phone but nothing. I lay back on the couch pretending Game of thrones is my new obsession when all I really want to do is be behind that screen again. I finish the bottle of wine that I had opened an hour ago, I reach my computer and send a Facebook message to Rhys and see if he can come over and keep me company. My phone finally makes a sound; I jump on it and realize it's only my friend saying he will be there in 10 minutes. I drag myself up the stairs and put something decent on. I look like a mess but I know he won't judge me, not in my situation. Back downstairs I realize I've got two missed calls from Alycia. I call her back.


- Babe?

-Finally! Where have you been? I was so worried..

- Sorry it's pretty hectic here, everything is going so fast, it's just amazing. I wish you could be here.

- I miss you Alycia, I just...

- I can't here you... the... bad... Eliza

- What?

-I'll call you back later it’s...


Our communication was cut short like always. Luckily Rhys rings at my door. I try not to look so tipsy when he enters.


"Hello my name is Rhys, what have you done with my best friend?"

"Oh shut up..."

"It's 8 p.m and you are clearly drunk"


I pour him a glass of whisky so he could catch up on me. We start binge watching some lame show and I realize half way through that I have my head on his shoulder. I've missed the feeling of having someone I can rest on, someone there for me. Unfortunately Rhys gets up and nearly falls which brings me to tears of laughter.


"See I'm not the only drunk here"

"You drugged me"


I run up to him so I can help him to the bathroom, he clearly can't walk straight anymore. I wait for him leaning against the kitchen isle. I run my fingers through my hair and look out into the garden when I feel a hand on my waist, for a second when I close my eyes I think its Alycia. I turn around and face him.


"You are not feeling well aren't you?"

"How did you guess? Did the early drinking sell me away?"

"What can I do Eliza tell me..."

I close my eyes and press my hand against his chest, I feel his heart beating hard, I press my head against him. His strong arms around me make my pain slowly fade away. I grab his shirt in his back, his perfume making me dizzier. He takes my face between his hands and stares deeply into my eyes.


"Liz..."


I can't see clear, I close my eyes and hold him closer. I feel his hands travelling through my hair, just like Alycia does, I remember every touch. It feels so good and soothing that I just want to let go.