Chapter 8 - I Won't Give Up
December 5, 2012 - About 3:50 p.m.
"Cause even the stars they burn Some even fall to the earth We've got a lot to learn God knows we're worth it No, I won't give up..."
"Riley.. is that you?" Zak's voice whispered, his eyes suddenly filled with sadness opening the door to the car, while The driver eyed us with big eyes. "Holy cow." I glared at him and shook my head.
"It's down the street." I said coldly through gritted teeth.
"What?" Zak asked putting a foot on the ground. "What's down the street?"
"The Goldfield hotel." I replied, "And your pathetic excuse for leaving." Zak shook his head pushing his sunglasses from his head to his face.
"Come on, Riley. I had to leave." Zak whispered, "That.. You don't know what happened." I shook my head at him and took a few steps back from him, and he copied my action, but coming closer to me. "Please. Just listen."
"I have a scene to shoot before the lightening messes up again." I replied coldly turning from him, beginning to walk away from him, looking down at my clipboard.
"Riley! I didn't want to leave you!" Zak yelled a little loudly then he should've. I could see everybody on set looking at me. Mark's eyebrows were rose and staring at me with that protective look he's always had, and Marie was looking at me with that little 'ohmigawd high school drama.' look. "I didn't." I quickly spun around and glared at him with my demonic looking eyes that I could make when I was angry.
"Then why did you, figlio di una cagna!" I yelled at him - using my Italian. (Man, 3 years of that really did come in handy!) Zak rose his eyebrows at me. He didn't know Italian. Please. He wasn't smart enough for that.
"I'm not a figlio di una cagna!" Zak yelled at me, "I'm a person who left - and that might of been the most stupid decision I've ever made in my life!" I shook my head.
"Liar!" I yelled at him, I almost punched him. I turned around and walked back to set annoyed with him.
"Riley! I'm not going to chase after you!" Zak yelled, "Unless I have to!" I shook my head.
"Don't chase after me!" I screamed at him walking to my dress trailer. and slamming the door. I sat on the desk in the middle of the little trailer and stared at the picture of me and my picture of Me and Dakota. He had his arm around my shoulders smiling like a complete moron, and I was making a 'kissy' face wearing a pair of black aviators. It was last summer, and we were at the Carnival in Bullhead City in Arizona. We went with a few friends for a road trip. So fun. I smiled at it.
Zak couldn't just barge back into my life like a bull. He wasn't in my mind anymore. He didn't exist to me anymore. But, no. He just has to barge back into my life 6 years later like He's some fuckin' motcho man. No! It's only me and Dakota.
I picked up my Cell phone quickly and dialed his number and pulled it to my phone.
I knew damn well he was at work - He worked about 5 minutes from here at a Lawfirm. I sucked in a breath as it hit the 4th ring. Please pick up! I thought. Please.. Please..
"Hello?" Dakotas voice said into my ear. I perked up a little bit when I heard his voice, his deep husky voice.
"Hi." I said a little too desperately. "Dakota, I have a little problem." I added little sigh for 'dramatic effect'.
"Oh, Honey. What's wrong?" Dakota asked me. "Any problems with the set? you know, the lighting is always messing up." I smiled at that. That's the one thing I always complain about.
"It's a old friend.. He just showed up and I don't wanna see him." I replied putting my head in my hand doodling over a peice of scrap paper on the desk.
"Really? Who?" Dakota asked before he shooed a person that walked into his office off.
"Zak Bagans." I replied annoyed.
"Oh. I'm sorry, you could call the police you know." Dakota asked with slight humor.
"Please. I'm not going to call the police. I can handle this. I just needed to call you." I said back to him sucking in a breath as i heard a knock on my door of my trailer.
"I hope you can handle it. I'll talk to you when I get home, okay? I got a meeting in 2 minutes. I really need to go." Dakota replied to me, He sounded like he was in a rush, so I let it go.
"Alright. Love you." I said.
"Love you too. Bye honey." Dakota said with a smile in his voice before the line went dead. I hung up and looked at the door to my trailer.
"What?" I called to the person who had knocked on my trailer door. Instead of a answer, I got the door opening and Zak standing there with a expression that was unreadable on his face. "Ugh, What do you want Zachary." I said to him, my tone turning cold again.
"Just talk to me." Zak begged.
"Fine. Talk." I replied. Those two simple words coming out like ice.
"All I want you to know is that i left because I couldn't stand that Damn hotel." Zak let out a breath afraid of what I was going to say to him. "I didn't like it - I knew it wasn't good."
"What? The ghosts scare you off?" I added a small smirk with it. Zak laughed a really high piched laugh that sounded like a girls laugh, and it was so cute - I actually smiled.
"No." Zak replied after his laughing fit was over, "I wasn't.. I didn't..." He shook his head.. then replied, "Yes."
"See?" I replied standing up, "I dealt with them for a good 3 years. I managed that until I got my Directors license." I smiled at him.
"Directors license?" Zak asked surprised, "This is your set?" I nodded smiling.
"Yes, sir.!" I exclaimed smiling broadly, "It's called, Cowboys & Aliens." Zak rose his eyebrows.
"Sci - Fi? I thought you didn't like Sci-fi." Zak replied surprised.
"Obiousley there's a lot you don't know about me." I said to him. Zak shook his head.
"I am sorry about leaving. I.. I was falling for you." Zak smiled sheepishly.
"Yeah. You were a cute, shy, little kid." I teased him. "You've changed a lot." I was referring to his tree trunk muscles and his fohawk hair and Gothic clothing.
"So have you. Hell, your a director." Zak smiled at me. I shook my head. "Do.. Do you wanna go out to dinner today or something?"
"I have a boyfriend." I implied.
"I have a dog." Zak smiled.
"What does that Have to do with anything?" I asked.
"I thought we were naming things that we see a few times a year." Zak added with a smile.
"I hate you." I replied to him shaking my head looking down at my phone.
"That's a lie." Zak smiled at me, "Now, C'mon. Show me around your set." I smiled at him and lead him out to the set, where everybody was doing their places.
"Riley! Are you reading to start filming?" Mark shouted from across the set. I looked at Zak and smiled at him as he squinted across the set, to Mark.
"Yeah, Go ahead!" I shouted back.
Mark started rolling, yelling 'action.' Brad and Martin started running across the road, watching their backs at them men chasing them with guns. the pops shattering the air with every bang. And, as I watched the scene.. I knew it was going to be big.
I felt fingers intertwin with mine, and I looked at Zak who was smiling at me sweetly...
And I didn't pull my hand away... It felt.. right..
Yeeaahh.. Hope you like itt(:
Worked a while on it..
Ps.. Ghost Adventures tonight was amazing:D Ashmore Estates! Best epsoide ever.. Zak's glasses.. workin' it..
I think he's the only guy I know that can pull of Skater hats and Glasses.. Man.. so hot! I hope he wears his glasses often in season 6..
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