Chapter 3

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NINA'S POV

I got dressed in the clothes I was wearing for filming. We are about to film a scene where I have to make out with Paul. We are only filming half of episode four today.

I walked to the set of Elena's bedroom. I saw Paul walking behind me. He walked closer to me. "Are you guys ready." Julie asked. Paul and I both nodded.

We walked over by the bed in the room. "Action!" Julie yelled. Paul was sitting on the bed acting like Stefan. I was sitting by him. "Tonight wasn't so bad." I said action like Elena.

Paul put his finger on my lip acting like Stefan I giggled acting like Elena. Paul started kissing me. He laid down and the teddy bear was under his head. He grabbed it and threw it.

I giggled as I sat on top of him. We were kissing each other. He had his hands on my ass and he kissed my neck. I wish I didn't have to kiss him.

I hate this man. Now I have to make out with him basically every day. I will admit he is sexy but he is also a douchebag and he is annoying. He grabbed my shirt I was wearing and pulled it over my head.

I was in jeans and a white bra. He kissed me and I grabbed his shirt and pulled it up. "Cut!" Julie yelled and we stopped. Today we are done filming for the day. "You guys did awesome." Julie said. "Thanks." I said.

I walked to my dressing room and got changed into leggings and a t-shirt. I grabbed all of my things and went to my car. I got in the car and turned it on. I drove back to my apartment.

I went in my apartment and went to my room. I laid down in my bed. I am going to take a nap because I don't want to deal with Paul when he gets back. I pulled the covers over myself and fell asleep.

PAUL'S POV

I walked in the door of Nina's apartment. I didn't see her. I walked into her room. She is sleeping. I smiled at how perfect she looked. I know she hates me but I don't hate her.

Maybe I act like a jerk but I don't hate her. She hates me though. I closed her door gently so she didn't wake up. I went to my room. I took my clothes off and got in the shower.

After my shower I wrapped a towel around my waist. I walked out of the bathroom and went back to my room. I put on my boxers and sweatpants. I didn't put a shirt on.

I went to the kitchen. I'm going to make spaghetti for lunch. I got all the ingredients and started cooking. After it was done I put some in a bowl and started eating.

I heard footsteps getting closer. I saw Nina walking through the hall. She came in the kitchen. "What smells so good?" She asked. "I made spaghetti." I said.

"Oh." She said. "Do you want some?" I asked. She nodded and I got up and grabbed a bowl for her. I put some spaghetti in it and handed it to her. "Thanks." She said.

"Anytime." I said. She sat down at the table. She tried it. "Mhm." She said. "You like it?" I asked. "Surprisingly." She said and kept eating it. After we were done eating she went to her room and I sat on the couch.

I heard the doorbell ring. I got off the couch and opened the door. Torrey was at the door. She is my wife. She has been working on the set  of Pretty Little Liars so she hasn't been living with me.

I smiled at her. "Hi babe." I said and pulled her in for a hug. She didn't hug me back. "Paul we need to talk." She said. "About what Torrey." I said and stopped hugging her.

"I want a divorce Paul." She said. "Why?" I asked. "Because I don't want to be married to you anymore. I will send the divorce papers in the mail." She said.

She walked out of the apartment. Tears rolled down my cheeks. Why does she want a divorce? I searched through Nina's cabinets for bourbon. Once I found some I grabbed a glass and poured some in the cup.

I sat on the couch and drank my bourbon. I looked at the wedding ring on my finger and took it off. I didn't do anything wrong. I don't know why she wants a divorce.

I kept drinking the bourbon until I was drunk. I sat back on the couch. More tears rolled down my face. I threw the bourbon bottle at the wall. I watched as glass shattered and bourbon was all over the wall and the floor.

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