My Person

eight

Naomi

It was now the next day, which meant it was Monday, aka another filming day. However, yesterday was filled with stress. Mena and I had called the police after we got to his apartment. I told them everything while Mena was by my side.

They said they were going to track Jacob down as soon as they found him. I know I told Mena I wasn't scared of Jacob anymore, but boy was I wrong.

I'm terrified. What if Jacob runs away from the police? You might think I'm being dramatic but he has done that before. He has. And it scares me to death if he founds out I was lying about staying overnight on set and finds out it was all just a trap.

"Naomi? Hey, it's your line." Will says and I totally release myself from my thoughts. "Oh, I'm sorry." I mumble. We were currently shooting a scene and I was so distracted by the Jacob thing.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see Mena worringly staring at me.

"Alright, let's take five!" Guy shouts and we all cut from the scene.

"What's wro-" Will is about to ask me but Mena instantly run towards me.

"C'mon, let's go to my trailer." He whispers in my ear and I nod. I'm about to break down in tears, but luckily, he walks me to his trailer so we can talk alone.

Once we get there, I sit on his couch, and break down. "Love," He whispers as he gets down on one knee and grabs ahold of my hand as I'm still sobbing. "It's going to be okay." He says.

"No, it's not." I shake my head. "Mena, Jacob has broken out of jail before. What if he does it again? What if I can never escape him? I'm terrified of him!" I shout in between sobs.

He wraps his strong arms around me as I stain his shirt with endless tears. Whenever I had a panic attack, I cried. And I cried a lot.

"Is she okay?" Will asks as he walks in and we both look at him. I quickly wipe away my tears, "Y-Yeah, I'm fine." I say, shooting him a smile.

"I know you're not. C'mon, what's wrong, Naomi?" He says, walking inside the trailer.

I stay quiet, not knowing if I should tell him or not. The only person who knows is Mena. And I'd like to keep it that way.

"I promise I'll tell you, just not right now." I say and stand up, leaving the trailer.

•

After a few minutes, I gather myself together and I'm back before the five minute break ends. "You okay?" Guy asks me and I smile, "Yes. Thank you." I say and he nods.

We start re-shooting the scene again. It was the part where Aladdin was confronting Jasmine's father about Jafar.

"Okay, and action!" Guy says and we start filming.

When it's Mena's turn, he fumbles upon his line. "My Sultan, heem nom whom heem seems heem is."

We all start breaking out in laughter and we keep laughing for what feels like hours. "I'm sorry, can you say that one more time?" Will says in between laughter.

After the laughter dies down a little bit, we do a retake.

"My Sultan, heem nom whom heem seems heem seems." He says again and we break out in laughter once more.

"Oh, I'm not whom I seem I heem?" Marwan says, mocking Mena which makes it even funnier.

Then Will joins in with his sassy tone of voice, "Oh girl, heem not whom heem seem heem."

"I'm sorry, Meens, you ain't got it." I say to Mena, chuckling.

"Hey, at least he's committed to the acting!" Guy says and we all keep laughing. Mena tried to say it with all of this seriousness but when it came to actually enunciating the words correctly, he couldn't do it.

This is why I do what I do. Acting always drifts my mind off of things and makes me feel a thousand times better. I couldn't have asked for a better or funnier cast.