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"I can't seem to face up to the facts

I'm tense and nervous and I can't relax

I can't sleep 'cause my bed's on fire

Don't touch me I'm a real live wire."

-Talking Heads-

BPOV:

"Once more, with feeling, Swan."

His words bring me out of my trance and I try to concentrate on the matter at hand. Here I am, finally doing what I came to LA for, and I can't get it right. Edward believes in me, but at times like this, I wonder if he had some sort of ulterior motive when it came to hiring me as a lead. I crashed into his car for fuck's sake. We had lunch together and got to know each other before I auditioned. Apparently, he recognized me from my headshot the moment he saw me, and didn't say anything until the very end of our 'date', if you could call it that. When I found out he was the director I was absolutely mortified. So much for doing research! He wanted to give me the part straightaway and I had to practically force him into giving me an audition because I wanted to feel as though I earned it.

I was ecstatic when I received the role, but there's always been a part of me that believes I didn't deserve it. Of course, you deserve it, Bella! You've been in LA for how many months? Waiting tables and working odd jobs to make ends meet. If anyone deserves this role, it's you! I sound so incredibly confident in my head, but unfortunately this confidence doesn't translate into real life. My performance these first few days has been lackluster at best, and I'm starting to wonder if Edward and the casting directors are having second thoughts.

"Quiet on set!"

I close my eyes, quietly getting into character as the lights on the set dim around me. You've been running all night. You're tired, weary, and ready to meet your end. You see a house up ahead, and trudge toward it halfheartedly, not fully believing you'll make it. But you do! You make it there and you lock yourself in! No one will harm you here! Just keep telling yourself that…

"And… Action!"

Opening my eyes to my surroundings and finding that things seem secure enough, I allow myself to relax. Finally, I can breathe again. I didn't know I would make it… didn't think I could hold out much longer. I run my hands through my hair, feeling the dirt and grime from the outdoors and relish in the fact that I'm in a safer place. However, I know whatever is out there, won't stay out there for long. I only caught a glimpse of that thing, but that was more than enough for me to see in a lifetime.

I move away from the door, looking for a safe place to hide and coming up short. My eyes start to water and my body starts to shake as I realize there might not be any hope after all. The door rattles, before I hear a ton of weight crash against it, causing chips of wood from the door and frame to fly off and land on the floor. I gulp and stare at the door in horror, waiting for the inevitable to happen.

The door won't hold, I know this now. As I watch the solid wood door become merely shards, I begin to panic. As soon as I see his bright yellow eyes, I run with no direction in mind. I end up under the bed before I can register what I'm doing. I hear the thing's footsteps as it stomps through the house. I quiver in my place, too terrified to move.

Suddenly, the sound stops. Before I can breathe a sigh of relief, I feel something grip my ankles and yank me from under the bed. This thing's face is horrifying; his wolfish features are covered with black fur that is matted with blood, it has bright, yellow, emotionless eyes, and teeth that must be over two inches long. While its face is like a wolf's, its body is that of a human, but covered in the same thick fur.

"Please," I beg.

The creature grabs the middle of my shirt and rips it off of me, leaving me naked underneath. I feel exposed, humiliated, and embarrassed. If I'm lucky, this whole thing will all be over soon.

"Great, Swan!" Emmett calls from his seat behind one of the cameras.

I quickly cover my breasts with my hands and wait for one of the gofers to bring my robe to me. I squint my eyes, trying to see Emmett's expression from beyond the bright lights. I want to know if he really thought it was great, or if he was just placating me, again. After ten takes, I sure hope this time was a winner. I see his jovial expression and smile, feeling proud of myself for once. This scene has finally worked and I hope we got the take we needed so we can move on. I hate filming the scarier scenes, which I know sounds ridiculous for a 'scream queen' to say, but I'm just a wuss when it comes to this scary stuff in real life.

I make my way toward Emmett and the crew, and find Edward standing behind him, staring at the cameras with a scowl on his handsome face. For someone who was so friendly with me before, I've certainly done something to upset him since we've started filming. Perhaps it's your 'acting' that has upset him, Bella. Putting on a brave face, I walk over to the guys with my tits still awkwardly in my own hands.

"Here you go, miss," Jacob, an intern and the nephew of one of our producers, says with an abashed look on his face.

I turn away from the crowd and quickly slip the robe on, as if they haven't seen my tits countless times before while filming. While this movie is a step up from porn, it's still filled with nudity, and wouldn't have been the type of role I typically would have gone for had I not been so desperate. It's supposed to be big though, at least that's what the buzz surrounding it suggests. Edward recently became well-known after winning a few festivals with a Horror Short that became an internet sensation. While this news should make me excited to be a part of this film, it really makes me nervous, because I have such an opportunity to tank my career completely.

"Is something wrong, Edward?"

"We're done for the day," Edward announces, surprising everyone on set.

It's only five o'clock and Edward likes to shoot for hours. Is this about me? My stomach sinks and I feel absolutely mortified.

"Bella, if you could stay that would be great. Everyone else, I'll see you tomorrow."

Fuck, he's going to fire me. We've only been shooting for three weeks and I'm already getting booted. I can't make eye contact with anyone, fearing I'll look pathetically embarrassed. I keep my eyes down and wait for the cast and crew to disappear, fearing what they think as they leave for the night. Was I really that bad? I thought that last scene went so well.

I throw myself in my chair, completely and utterly defeated. I thought my career was finally going well, but perhaps this was my swan song and now it's about to fall apart. I play with my hair as I wait for him, trying to occupy my mind with anything other than my failing career and my director who's too attractive for his own good. I'm thinking of home by the time Edward returns.

"What was that today?"

Well, he doesn't beat around the bush.

"I don't know what you mean," I utter, unable to meet his gaze.

"You were holding back. We all could feel it."

"I thought it went well," I say with a halfhearted shrug.

Edward snorts and I can feel his breath on my face as he steps forward, closing the distance between us. Every cell in my body seems to open up to him, wanting to soak up every bit of him until he is mine completely. What are you thinking? He's not yours! He's not mine, he can't be mine, but I can't deny the pull he has… the power he seems to have over me. Since I started working with him, I feel as though I can't properly do my job. He seems to captivate me completely the second he walks into the room. He demands all my attention, and makes me forget all my lines. I feel so pathetic, but I can't do my job properly because of my attraction to this man. What sort of professional am I? It's pathetic, but perhaps I am pathetic when it comes to dealing with him. I've ignored him for weeks, but when he's close to me like this, I can't think of anything else.

I finally raise my eyes to meet his. It's then I know that he's aware of his influence over me… and in the depths of his eyes I can see he likes it.

A/N: So… what do you guys think of this Edward?

**Horror Movie Fun Fact- The iconic puppet from Saw, known as Billy, was so precious to filmmakers James Wan and Leigh Whannell that they paid for it to have its own seat on a flight from Melbourne to Los Angeles! **

Song- "Psycho Killer" by Talking Heads… see what I did there? ;)