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“Valentina!”
I shout out as the maid blurts out, “I got it!”
She slots the key and just like that I don’t see anything, I start rummaging around the room until we get to the bathroom. Fuck, she’s in there, but the question is who is in there with her? Because I know that she’s not alone and it scares the shit out of me.
“Valent
ina!”
I start banging on the door. There’s nothing. She’s not saying a word and whoever’s in there is keeping her quiet. I need to fucking get in there. Right now!
I turn to the maid, “Get back. She’s in there, and I start to thump the door one more time. It doesn’t take much effort for it to open and see that Kevin has knocked Valentina out somehow and he’s holding her. I rush to him and greet him with my fist. Fucking dog! I feel like a fool as I see that Valentina’s on the ground. She said that she had a bad feeling about him. I should have fucking listened to her. As Kevin falls flat to the ground and that doesn’t stop me kicking and punching him.
“Stop it!”
“Stop it please!”
The maid yells behind me. She’s screaming in between telling me to stop. Meanwhile Valentina’s not he other side just lying still. I should be worried about her, but I’m so fucking angry right now. I see that Valentina’s fully dressed, but I don’t know how long he’s been in here with her. I don’t know if he’s drugged or done something to her. The maid’s screams have caught other’s attention, because she’s not screaming but someone’s holding me back. They’re stopping me from doing anymore damage to him and I hate them.
But most of all I hate myself for not listening to her, when she told me that she thought that Kevin was creepy. It’s guilt that makes me want to kill him right now. It’s guilt that makes me walk out of her room and take a breather, before I do anymore damage to Kevin. Because, right now the site of him is making me feel sick.
Chapter Twenty Two
Valentina
The last couple of days have been crazy, between being interviewed by the police, what felt like the same thing from Florence and then Ben, the director too. The guys have been great and even Rebecca just the run-in said that one time Kevin tried to drug her. Even though he was protesting his innocence by saying that I led him on.
“Seriously Eric I'm all right.”
He’s been my private nurse ever since I thought that I was being too harsh on Kevin and took up his offer on reading my final lines. My last shoot alone was horrible. The director said that it was the weather, but it was evident I was completely off my form. I couldn’t get Eric off my mind.
“The doctor says that you will be okay, but you still look a little hazy to me.”
“Thanks,” I smile at him. He’s got a serious look on his face. The same one that he had when he was beating the living daylight out of Kevin.
“Where’s Kevin now?”
“What do you care? He’s lucky that he’s not in a fucking body bag,” Eric sighs, I can tell that he’s trying to hold back how angry he is right now. I told him about Kevin, and he said that I was oversensitive. He’s apologized so many times for not listening, but he doesn’t seem to realize that it’s not his fault.
“I was the one that said that Kevin could come back to my room and help me. I didn’t have to do it. I thought that he was a creep from the beginning, and I even told you that, but still, I shouldn’t have let down my guard.”
“You should have called me!”
He kisses me on the head, and for a split second I think that he’s right but then I stop myself from thinking that and say, “You know I shouldn’t have called you. At least we’re on set for another couple of days. The weather’s perfect apparently and everything’s worked out in the end. Can we just drop it please?”
I fold my arms when he avoids looking at me, and I can see that his vein is starting to pop which means that he’s angry, probably reliving the time that he came to rescue me in his head.
“I should have just stuck with my gut instinct which was that Kevin’s a creep. That’s it. I don’t want to be running to you all the time. For the first time in my life Eric I’ve been independent, and I just don’t want that to stop. I need to feel like a woman. Not a child running around waiting for her parents to take care of her. Or hook up with a star on one night and then think that he’s going to run into the bar that she works in and declare his undying love for her.”
He gazes over my body in my non-sexy night robe courtesy of the hospital and I can tell that he has lust on his mind.
“You did that?”
I nod my head thinking that he was paying attention to that part. I wondered if he heard anything else, but then he confirms it when he says, “Well, you’re every bit of a woman to me and more.”
“You say the sweetest things, but I know what you have in mind.”
He shakes his head, “You have no idea what I have in my mind. I have so many dirty thoughts that I need to fucking stop myself at the best of times. God like a week ago, when we were doing that sex scene. How many times did Ben tell us to cut?”
