Jenna Ortega Imagines

Celia St. James is an arrogant bitch (III.)

A/N: I'm beyond disappointed Jessica Chastain won't play Celia in the adaptation.. :( Also, this part is kind of short and shitty but I'm so caught up with work lately, I barely have time to do anything else but I wanted to write you guys something anyway.

I woke up alone the next morning. Y/N was nowhere to be found. The trailer's door was unlocked, so I assume Taylor changed her mind after she realized that we really need to move forward with the intimate scenes if we wanted to finish the movie on time.

I felt miserable. I couldn't find my phone and definitely not my dignity. She left me there alone in her bed after last night. It's not like I haven't had one night stands before yesterday but they were all with men. It just hits different when it's a woman who leaves you.

Especially when it was the greatest night of my entire life. Which sounds bad, crazy even. I thought she hated me, I thought I hated her. But it feels far from hatred at the moment. Really, really far.

But I guess she felt lonely and needed someone to feel something, anything. And that's fine, we all have needs and we all have our moments, I just wish it didn't have to be me.

I put yesterday's clothes on since those were the only ones I had there. I was going to borrow one of her shirts but considering the fact that she left me without waking me up, saying anything or leaving me a note, I decided not to play with fire and went with my own pieces.

The main area was crowded as always. It was ten in the morning, a lot of the crew members were in line at the coffee automat, a some of them were talking, some of them was trying to stay awake. I saw a few of the actors practicing their lines, even though we mostly just had Evelyn's and Celia's moments left to film.

And there was Y/N with a disposable cup in her right hand, talking with Taylor.

I slowly walked towards them, my face getting a darker shade of red with each and every step I took in their direction.

'Look who decided to wake up and join us!' Y/N grinned when I stopped next to her.

'It's just 10am' I mumbled.

'We'll start at noon, so go and get ready. I hope you figured out your differences because we can't waist another day' the writer sighed. 'I really don't know how you got out of the trailer but I hope you're OK with each other.'

I furrowed my eyebrows at her comment and looked at the younger actress. She was looking at everything but me. Great.

'You don't have to worry, I promise we're good. We... talked a lot last night' I gulped. It wasn't really talking.

'Yeah, we did...talk' Y/N chimed in.

'Good. I have a few things to sort out before we start filming today but you two really should go and get ready as well. Actually, get more coffee before you do, you both look like you didn't get much sleep last night.'

'As I said, we did a lot of talking' I smiled.

Taylor wasn't stupid. She probably knew us all too well at that point to know something was off. It was quite obvious but she didn't mention it, which I was very grateful for. She gave us a comforting smile and headed back to her office.

'So what exactly did we talk a lot about last night?' Y/N turned to face me, an annoying smirk took place on her lips.

'Books' I shrugged.

'Fair enough' she giggled and looked down at her shoes.

'How did you get out of the trail if Taylor wasn't the one unlocking the door?'

'Oh, I have a spare key' Y/n said like it's the most obvious thing in the world.

'You have a spare key?' my mouth stayed slightly open.

'I do. I lose a lot of my things, it was clear I needed to get a few extra keys when I first started working on this movie.'

'Why didn't you mention this tiny little detail yesterday? Could've saved a lot of time and inconvenience for both of us' I rolled my eyes. I was annoyed.

She seemed shocked for a second, devastated even. She breathed in and then breathed out before she gave me her usual, bitchy look and a half smile.

'Sorry I wasted your time and made you feel uncomfortable. I promise it won't happen again' she rolled her eyes and without saying another word to me, she left to get her hair and makeup done, I assumed.

She seemed...upset (?) Which is not fair. I should be upset with her not the opposite. She was the one who left me in the morning, not the other way around. Weird.

Two and a half hours later we were on set, ready to film the same part that we tried (and failed) to do yesterday.

'Alright. Evelyn knows Celia is a lesbian and tries to get that information out of her. Laundry room scene, take one' Margaret started. 'Roll camera and action!'

One for the money, two for the show, three to make ready and four to... I didn't have time to finish that thought in my head.

'Evelyn, what are you doing here?' Y/N opened the door and entered the small room. She seemed a little bit out of character. She must be tired. We didn't get much sleep last night after all.

'How did you find me?'

'I ran into Ruby, she said I could find you drinking in the laundry room. I thought it was a euphemism.'

'It wasn't.'

'I can see that.'

'Do you sleep with women?' I asked.

'What are you talking about?' she shut the door, maybe a little too aggressively.

'Ruby says you're a lesbian.'

'Who cares what Ruby says?' she looked over my shoulder and rolled her eyes. She definitely is out of character.

'Are you?'

'Are you going to stop being friends with me now? Is that what this is about?'

'No' I said shaking my head. 'Of course not, I... I would never do that. I would never.'

'What, then?' she crossed her arms in front of her chest.

'I just want to know is all.'

'Why?'

'Don't you think I have the right to know?' I whisper yelled.

'Depends' she shrugged.

'So you are?' I asked again.

She put her hand on the doorknob and prepared to leave. I leaned forward and grabbed her wrist.

'What are you doing?' she looked at me. I swear if looks could kill, I would be dead.

I pulled her closer to my body and connected our lips. My hands wandered down to her waist, trying to get her even closer to me. If I wanna be completely honest, it was amazing to feel her kiss again. It was sweet at first but after a few seconds, I felt a sharp pain.

'Ouch' I pushed her away and touched my bottom lip only to see blood on my index finger. 'Did you bite me?' I furrowed my brows.

'Sorry' Y/N shrugged carelessly.

What the fuck?!

'Cut' Margaret shouted.

'All that talking for absolutely nothing' Taylor rolled her eyes and got up to get herself a bottle of water, knowing damn well we're going to be there for a while.