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“You don’t, actually. You know nothing about me. If you did, you’d know the last thing I want is to be standing here talking to you.”
“I know you felt it. When you look at me? When you kissed me out there? There’s no way you didn’t feel what I felt.”
“It’s called acting, Brandy. It’s what I’m here to do.” Irritation grows in my voice. Because honestly, first she tried intimidating Clarke at the party, now she storming into my trailer with this shit? You have got to be kidding me.
“I know I hurt you.”
“You did,” I admit. “But that’s not what this is. What you did… It stuck with me for a really long time, probably longer than it should have. But it’s taken me even longer to realize that what I was feeling had very little to do with losing you and everything to do with my own demons. Don’t get me wrong, there was a time when I loved you. But that time has long since passed.”
“Because ofher?” Her temper flairs.
“Because of a lot of things. But yes, also because of Clarke.”
“She fucking sells houses for a living, Trey. She’ll never fit into this world.”
“And thank fuck for that. I don’t want her to fit into this world. I want her to fit into mine. And she does. Like she was always meant to be there.”
Not only is everything I’m saying true, but I hope it will make Brandy realize that whatever she’s hoping to accomplish by coming in here won’t happen.
“You can’t expect me to believe you feel more for her than you did me. Feelings like that don’t just go away.”
A laugh tears from my throat.
“Are you fucking serious right now?” I look up at the ceiling for a brief moment before my gaze finds hers again. “The way I felt about you, versus the way I feel about Clarke are so far apart they exist in different fucking solar systems. You don’t hold a candle to her.” Clearly, she wasn’t expecting that, based on the way she’s currently looking at me.
“You can’t expect me to believe…”
“Stop saying what I can and can’t expect you to do. I don’t care if you believe me or not, it doesn’t make it any less true.” I step toward her. “You need to understand something, I accepted this movie for my career. You being involved is the only reason Ididn’twant to be a part of this project. But then I realized that we’re all adults, you’ve moved on, I’ve moved on. There should be no reason why we can’t get through one movie together.”
“But I haven’t moved on,” she interjects before I can finish my thought.
I stand completely motionless for a long moment, because despite what she may think, I know her game, and I’m not playing it. Not anymore.
“You have moved on. You don’t want me any more than I want you. You just want to prove that you can still have me. Well, you can’t. So do us both a favor, and stop.”
“Trey.”
“I’m serious, Brandy. I am your co-star. Nothing more. I will never be anything more again. The sooner you accept that, the better.” I step past her, shoving the door open. “Out.”
“Trey.”
“I said, get out.” I grind my back molars together.
“If that’s what you really want.” She walks toward me.
“I think I’ve made my position pretty clear.”
“And I think I’ve made mine.” She passes me in the doorway, having the audacity to drag her fingers across my chest on her way out.
It isn’t until I look up that I realize why she did it. Because she realized something I didn’t, that Clarke is standing right outside of my trailer, clutching a red tote.
Not only am I shocked as hell to see her, having no idea how she got in, I also can’t help but feel like the universe is having a good fucking laugh at my expense right now.
Of fucking course…. I internally groan.
“Your turn.” Brandy sneers at Clarke as she passes, who has yet to even look at me.
“You know, considering what you do for a living, you’re a horrible actress.” Clarke’s words cause the sudden knot in my chest to unravel as quickly as it formed.
