𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: Might be triggering. Mentions of abuse, PTSD, anxiety, dissociation
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Your POV
I was so excited for that day. We were shooting season 3 of Outer Banks and my character finally got some more screen time and a really good plotline. She was a real badass and I loved playing her. This day, I would shoot my first big fight scene. The best part about this was, that I would fight Rafe. I loved working with Drew, he was super fun to be around and a great actor. We worked well together and we both liked to improvise. In the last couple of days, we had rehearsed the fight off camera. It always felt like dancing, we had to learn a whole choreography and every move was calculated. We had a lot of fun while rehearsing, never taking the fight too serious, which was, why I was even more excited for the real shot.
"Are you ready, Y/L/N?", Drew asked, when I walked up to him on set. We were inside Sarahs room at Tanny Hill, where Rafe had caught Ava, my character, when she wanted to get some clothes for Sarah.
"Ready to kick your ass, Starkey.", I replied with a grin and heard Drew laugh. We were told to stand on our marks, so all of the cameras, lightings and other technical stuff could be set into their perfect positions. In the meanwhile, Drew and I chatted, when I saw my boyfriend walk on set. I waved at him with a big smile.
"Don't be too hard on her.", Rudy told Drew from where he stopped behind the cameras to watch us. Behind him, Madison and Madelyn walked up, not wanting to miss the scene as well. I rolled my eyes at Rudys comment, which only made him smile.
"She looks so cute, I can't imagine her angry.", Madison cooed and gave me puppy eyes.
"You're just jealous, that Kiara doesn't get to kick Rafes ass.", I said, making her and Madelyn laugh. Rudy shook his head at me with a smile, before we were told to get ready. I went to my first mark and watched how Drew went over to his. I stood in front of a dresser with a duffel bag in my hands, facing the wall. Drew stood a few feet away at the fake door. I blocked out the crew and my friends behind me and focussed on the scene.
"And... action!", I heard and immediately went into character. I immediately started to breathe heavily, like I had just run and was in a hurry. I ripped open the drawers and grabbed the clothes that were in there to stuff them into the bag.
"Well, look who we have here.", I heard Drew say and quickly span around to him. I looked at him in fear, as he walked up to me slowly. Looking behind him, I saw the cameras and crew, but Ava would have seen the hallway of Tanny Hill. Ava decided it was best to run away, so she tried to brush past Rafe quickly. When I started running, Drew quickly moved in my way and wrapped an arm around my waist to stop me.
"Let go of me, Rafe!", I shouted angrily and pushed him away, before stepping back. I let the bag fall to the ground and glared at him.
"Where is Sarah?", he asked and stepped closer.
"Stay away from me!" Holding up his hands in defence, he looked at me innocently.
"I don't want to hurt you, Ava. I just want to know where Sarah is.", he said calmly, while I still pretended to be very angry.
"I don't know and even if I would, I sure as hell wouldn't tell you.", I snapped at him and watched how Drew clenched his jaw. He looked up to the ceiling and breathed in deeply.
"Why are you pogues so goddamn annoying.", he said in the same calm voice as earlier, but now stepped closer to me.
"We're loyal. Something you don't know. You'd kill your own sister for money. You'd kill your own sister for the respect of your father. Oh wait, he chose her over you anyway.", I replied and watched how Drews expression suddenly changed. He looked furious. There we go, I thought and was ready to fight. Just like we had rehearsed, Drew walked over to me and I quickly grabbed the small lamp off the bedside table and held it up, warning him not to come closer. When he did, I smacked the lamp across his head. The crash glass shattered across his head and the broken pieces fell to the floor. Drew stumbled backwards a little, giving me time to flee. When I run past him, I heard him shout my characters name in anger and I startled at the noise. Not Ava, but me. Something in his voice triggered me and I suddenly felt scared. I knew, what would happen next, but I still jumped, when Drew suddenly grabbed my wrist to pull me back. I stumbled, when he pulled me towards him, knowing he had expected me to fight against him. Drew ignored it though, thinking it was a mistake and went on with the fight. He pushed me against the dresser and I looked up at him in fear. Drew reached his hand up and placed it on my neck. He didn't put pressure on it, but it was enough to make me remember.
