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Chapter 8 ~Part 1
I bent over and turned off the TV, as the only thing on at this time of day was cartoons. Buggs Bunny, Daffy Duck and the Road Runner couldn’t help either one of us right now as we sat in silence for a bit. I don’t know what Lando was thinking right now, but I did know he was at peace as I listened to his relaxed heartbeat through his tanned skin against my left cheek and ear. I started to think about how I know more things about Lando than he knows about me. But, I really didn’t know all that much when I really thought about it. I knew where he grew up, his full name, he’s a vegetarian, loves to eat spinach, favorite color is yellow, he went to Guildhall Drama School, and that he broke his back at… oh, I forgot what age, but it was before he got his role in Lord of the Rings and broke some more bones. My list isn’t as long as many of his other fans, and to tell you the truth, I kind of like it that way. I would rather ask him silly questions personally than read them from some article or book for any matter. I didn’t know when or if Lando wanted children of his own, but I knew that if, and only if our relationship was going to go any further to the point of marriage and children, I would have to tell him about my deepest secrete. My secrete is why I have to take hormonal pills, yes, that’s the birth control pills, cholesterol pills, and Metformin pills every day. I’ve got PCOS, poly-cystic ovarian syndrome… many women have it, and a lot don’t even know they have it. You get abnormal periods, acne, overweight, and worse of all… very small chance of carrying a baby to term. It breaks my heart even thinking about it right now and I’m glad that since I found out two years ago, I’m now 23, my weight has gone down to standard weight for my small frame and height of five feet. My doctor tells me I’m healthy, yet I still have to take the pills for the time being. I’m honestly scared to tell Lando, I’ve been so open to him, and I hate to think that if we ever got married… how devastated he would be to find out I lost his child after conceiving. I try to forget about it for now and wait for the right time.
I close my eyes as the rhythm of his heart almost sent me into a slumber when I realized that I hadn’t given Lando the haircut that I promised to give him. I slowly look up to see his eyes closed and his head tilted up towards the ceiling. I wonder if he is awake or asleep, so I turn my head back to his chest and kiss the smooth, bronzed skin softly. I loved how his chest felt, soft with some give, they weren’t man-boobs, but they where the perfect texture to sleep on. Being in Lando’s arms, I felt safe and loved, something I’ve never felt before, but only dreamed of. I looked up again to see if his eyes were open yet… they weren’t… let’s see if this wakes him… I leaned and placed my lips softly on his neck, right under his chin, where I noticed after awhile that he hadn’t shaven for at least the last couple of days. He looked like he just stepped out of Kingdom of Heaven and fell asleep on the couch. His long hair loose and obviously not brushed. Well, I guess my plan worked, as soon as I pulled my lips back from his neck, Lando woke from his daydream.
“Hey there,” he smiled at me contently.
“You were sleeping,” I accused and poked him in his bellybutton playfully.
“No I wasn’t. I was thinking.” A pout formed on Orlando’s lips, making him even more irresistible than he already was.
“Then what were you thinking about?” I ask playfully, leaning up closer at eye level and a smirk on my face.
“I was thinking about you,” he said giving me a kiss on my lips and I giggled under his touch, “and how my hair will look after you cut it all off,” giving me a kiss on the cheek, I giggled more, “and what questions I’m gonna ask you because I know barely anything at all about you.” He laid two more kisses on my lips. I smiled looking into his big brown eyes.
“Well, then,” I said picking up the scissors, “lets start snipping away!” Orlando got down on the floor so I could have a look at his hair. “Plus, there are many things I don’t know about you either, so we are even.” I said looking at the mess in front of me, “I think we need to go to the kitchen sink and get this mess… this birds nest on you head straightened out.” I said getting up and heading to the bathroom for some shampoo, conditioner and a towel.
“What are you talking about, ‘birds nest.’” Orlando stated getting up and pulling at his hair as it flopped in all directions. “It just needs some…” He couldn’t figure out what, but to him, it wasn’t as bad I thought it was.
“Guidance?” I said in the bathroom, “that mess needs guidance and I have it right here.” I said walking out of the bathroom and to the kitchen. “Come here and bend forward so I can wash your hair and put some conditioner in it.” I said taking his hand when he was almost at the sink getting ready to run back to the couch.
“Yes, Momma…” Orlando said in a pathetic child-like tone as if stating the obvious that I was maybe being a little too harsh with him.
“Don’t Momma me!” I said raising my voice a little and lightly slapped him on his cute bum. Apparently, either I was too hard on my slap or he has a very tender bum, I couldn’t tell. I took the faucet and put it on the other side of the sink and used the spray as I turned up the heat a little for the water, spraying it in his hair.
“Ooouch! That hurt.” He said taking his left hand and rubbing his soar bum. He put is hands back on the counter and folded them over to rest on.
“Oh, I’m sorry, did that hurt?” I said rubbing the spot that I slapped. “Want me to kiss it all better?” What was I thinking? Why can’t I ever think before I speak? Knowing how Orlando used to be a party animal, I was scared of what his answer might be.
“Be my guest…” Orlando said and turned his head up to me as I poured Shampoo in my hands.
I smirked, I hope he’s joking, “No thank you, I would rather decline the offer since I have no idea of where that has been lately.” I said in a serious tone. I started to massage his scalp as the suds started to work through whatever buildup that was in Orlando’s hair. I did this twice as I realized I went into a trance while my fingers were in a rhythm. Luckily Orlando didn’t notice, and if he did, he certainly didn’t say anything about it, except for some moans I could barely hear from under the sound of the water faucet. Good or bad, I didn’t know. I put some conditioner in his hair and brushed a comb through his hair to get it through and then I sprayed all the conditioner out once I was done. I took the towel I kept to my left after shaking and squeezing the water out of his coconut-smelling hair and gave his hair the doggy treatment, shaking it to and fro, making Orlando stand- up a little dizzy. He looked so cute standing there like a lost wet dog with the biggest brown eyes. “You look so cute.” He smirked and gave me a quick kiss and grabbed the bag of Doritos on the counter. He opened the bag and pulled out a hand full of chips and shoved them in his mouth before saying mmmhmm... and licking his lips. He turned around and skipped, literally skipped, back to the couch and sat on the floor waiting for me to get there. He was such a child sometimes, but so damn cute.
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Chapter 8~Part 2
After I quickly cleaned up the kitchen, went to the guest bedroom I was staying in to take my pills (that I had forgotten to take earlier), and get a comb from the bathroom, I came back to the living room to Orlando sitting on the floor, watching Tom and Jerry cartoons and his hand in an almost empty bag of Doritos. “Orlando! What do you think your doing?!” I asked. I was a little worried over the fact that I had no idea that he like Doritos, and that he was eating junk food… obviously not good for the figure. Was he still a little up-set over Kate dumping him? I wondered. He turned to look at me and had the most adorable look on his face, completely orange from the cheese on the chips that was around his lips and some on his nose.
“I’m sorry…” Orlando said, guilt and sadness still written on his face. He said sorry in a way that I could not not forgive him, heck, he said it in a way I don’t think any girl would resist.
“It’s okay, I forgive you,” I said walking up behind Orlando and sitting down on the couch and laid a towel down on the rug behind Orlando’s shirtless body, “I really don’t need the extra calories anyways.”
“Oh, you don’t look that bad.” Orland stated turning to look at me and ran his hand on my left foot as I slid it closer to his left thigh. His hand felt so soft against my skin that I almost lost all train of thought as to what I was trying to do. So I grabbed the scissors that laid next to Orlando on the table in front of him.
I couldn’t believe what he said about my body. I mean, how dare he tell me that I have a nice figure. I look nothing like Kate, I’ve got an extra 30 pounds muscle and fat compared to her. That is, if she weighs at least 90 pounds. I would look fat compared to her. Oh, God… I’m going to start crying now… this can’t be happening. Suck it up Donna! Come on, good!
“Oh, come on Lando,” I said giving his right arm a light squeeze, “now tell me why is it you at a whole bag of Doritos. Something must be on your mind. Since when do you, the sex god that you are, ever eat junk food?” What was I thinking? Damn! I’m dead, I’m officially dead. I am now crawling under the table. When will I learn to shut up?
“Well,” he said bending forward as I brushed his hair getting the knots out. His hair had already formed ringlets, which made him all the more beautiful to stair at, “I’m still a bit sad… I guess Dom told you about what happened huh?” He said a small frown on his beautiful face. I nodded to tell him to keep going. “I mean, I thought I had it all good, I though both of us were happy. Until a couple days ago when she pretty much kicked me out of my own house. We were going to get married and…” I cut him off as I went to go tie some of his hair cup so I could start cutting away… this marriage thing bothered me.
“Wait a sec… you propose to her… she says yes… then she runs off with some other guy?” I ask in disbelief.
“Yeah, pretty much. I know it’s…”
“How can anyone do that?” I start to feel tears, “Orlando…” the tears won’t stop from escaping, “I’m so sorry this happened to you.” I said through my tears as I hugged him from behind and kissed him softly on the cheek “You deserve better than that… and more. You are such a nice, sweet, compassionate man Orlando, who gives so much love to the people he loves and cares about. I never dreamed of this happening to you. I am so sorry.”
“It’s okay love,” Orlando said, kissing my arm that is wrapped lovingly around his neck, “Stop crying, there is no need to cry, okay?” he simply stated while I sniffled a bit, “and stop feeling sorry for me, okay? It’s not your fault.”
I tried to stop crying, “Okay, I know it’s not my fault, but I love you and I don’t like seeing the people I love hurt and mistreated.” I said wiping my eyes on my shirt sleeve.
“Okay, love, just tell me what is on you mind. Because obviously there is something you want to tell me. I don’t think there is anyone… except for the occasional overly emotional fan, that I have ever met or known, that has cried more than you as of yet.” He stated patting my leg as I brushed his hair. “Plus, when are you going to start cutting my hair? I don’t want it too short though… maybe two inches long.” He stated and bent over forward so I could start.
“Alright, I’ll start…” I stated, talking about both cutting his hair and telling him everything. “ Where do I start? Well, I’ve never really had friends growing up. I got my first and only best friend when I was in third grade, but we drifted apart when we got into middle-school when we both moved and talked on the phone once in a while. Then college came, and well, I haven’t heard from her sense.” I sighed, cutting away at his long curly locks. They looked like long shavings of chocolate as they fell to the towel.
“Sounds like, it was tough for you…” Orlando stated sadly, yet with understanding of my thoughts and feelings, “ I know how you feel, I was the same way, very few friends.”
“It was okay, I was shy anyways back then, and I’ll admit that I still am. Unfortunately, the shyness was another reason for the kids to make fun of me, besides the point that I was chubby, stuttered a lot, now it’s more controlled, and the fact that I openly admitted to some that I am a Christian and go to church with my friend.” I kept brushing Orlando’s hair straight and spraying more water on it so I could cut more evenly. Opening my past to Orlando was tough for me considering that I keep my faith in priority and knowing he has stated in the past of losing his faith in God after filming Kingdom of Heaven . Knowing this, I tried not to make myself sound intimidating or that I thought I was better than Orlando because of my faith. I hate the stereotypes that Hollywood has made of Christians, making us sound so mean, hateful, and belittling… and other false accusations. I wanted to prove to Orlando that I wasn’t like that at all, that I’m a sweet, caring person that loves him for him not his money, fame, or fortune. “ I don’t know what my peers thought of me, but whatever it was, it was not good or true for that matter. I quickly learned what rumors were, without asking, and knew that there were some out in elementary school and middle school about me.” I trusted myself I would not cry again in front of Orlando. No matter how much the tears wanted to come out, I made myself, willed myself, not to let it happen. Orlando was quite the whole time I’m talking, and I silently thank God for having Orlando listen to me, get my words out. “Throughout third grade and on, I started to gain weight, and even more in my last year of elementary school and on to middle school as I hit puberty. In my third year in college, after I went to a strict Christian college and then switched to a more liberal Christian college, I was in my second year there when I noticed changes in my… you know… my period. So I went to my doctor and she told me that with the symptoms I had. I…” I couldn’t handle it, I let out a small cry.
Orlando grabbed my arm reassuringly, “It’s okay love, I love you, tell me what’s wrong…” he asked as I bent my head forward and rested my chin on his shoulder, the smell of coconuts and strawberries calmed me as he rubbed my head.
“Thank you, I love you too Lando, thank you so much for listening.” I said wrapping my arms around his waste and kissed Lando’s tan shoulder. “ Anyways, my doctor told me that I had, and still technically have Poly-cystic Ovarian Syndrome, also known by women as PCOS. She told me that it’s something that many women get but have no idea that they have it. She also told me that because the cysts grow and multiply on the ovaries, it’s hard to get pregnant, and that sometimes a girl can get pregnant and miss-carry.” I said with a frown as I took the pony tail out that held up half of Orlando’s hair and started to spray his long locks down with water again as his hair was drying. I took the comb out again as I took some knots out and started to speak again, “ After I started to take the medication that she gave me to kill off the cysts that were growing and bring everything else that was out of order, back to normal, she also told me that I was obese and that that was the cause of me getting this hideous syndrome. I was horrified. So I went on a very low calorie diet when I found out I got a job at Disney World for a internship for a semester and stayed on it throughout that time I was in Orlando. Needless to say, I went back to see my doctor a year later, which was a month ago and she told me I look better than ever and I lost close to 30 pounds leaving me at a normal weight now.” I said smiling as I thought about all the pain I went through and looking at me now, how much more fit and lean I feel now. I motioned Orlando to turn around to face me so I could get a better view of his face and work on his bangs, “Orlando, could you slowly turn around and face me so I can get at your bangs a proper length?”
Doing so he sighed and stated, “So… what does this mean love?” he asked with concern, “ I mean…” he thought for a moment while closing his eyes as I snipped away at his long locks that fell into the towel that now partially laid in his lap. “I mean, I… I love you and…” he opened his eyelids to me, revealing hurt eyes, big brown hurt eyes that showed love, energy, and concern, “and I know you love me too, don’t you?”
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Here's the second part to Part 2 of chapter 8...
“Of course I do,” I said with a look of reassurance, if that look was even possible, heck, I had no idea what the look of reassurance looked like, all I knew was that I wanted Orlando to never doubt my love. I was just plain scared of what he really wanted in life, seeing that there was a lot about Orlando that I knew was probably out on the internet, but I never had the heart to really want to know about. Then, there were things about Orlando that I wanted to know that he never talked about in interviews, but I respected that about him. I was also scared of what I really wanted in life and I honestly wanted to wait to find “Mr. Right” before I made my choices of certain things I want in life. I’m on a fence as far as bearing a child goes and I want Orlando’s opinion on this, because I have a feeling that God wants Orlando to be my “Mr. Right.”
“Lando, please tell me what you are thinking,” I stated as I put my hands gently on his face and cupped his chin to make him look at me, “because I really need to know… especially if there is going to be an ‘us.’ I don’t want to spend my life with you knowing that I’m making you miserable because I can’t bare you any children. Heck, I don’t even really know if I can or not… all I know is that according to the doctor, the medication is working.” I see sadness in his eyes as he blinks.
“I guess there is a lot about me that you really don’t know,” Orlando stated with a small smile, I nodded in agreement. “I want children Donna, my love,” he lifted his right hand to my left cheek, I smiled at his kind gesture and the feeling of the warmth of his hand, “I want to at least try,” he took his hand a way and looked to the floor putting his face in his hands so I could only see his head, “that is,” he sniffed, “if you still want to be with me… and I don’t want to pressure you. I mean, it’s awkward to be talking about having children together after we just met in less than a week.” I smiled, I do agree with him. I mean why are we talking about this now? Oh yeah, Orlando is going to be thirty in two months… it’s already November and doesn’t feel anywhere near winter time and it’s not snowing because we are on a Hawaiian island. I knew Orlando probably wants to get married, and with this added information, he wants children and he’s getting older, I’m getting older.
“Yeah, you’re right… it is kind of weird. But, let’s face it, both of us are getting older and I don’t want to be single for the rest of my life, or have children when I’m 40-years-old, that’s too old for me to handle.” I said smiling as I put the scissors, comb, and other stuff on the coffee table, and I sat back, leaning on the couch. Orlando leaned up and sat next to me on the couch, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me close so I leaned my head against his chest and I listened to what he told me.
“I don’t want you to ever think that you are ugly or fat or anything else like that, your hear me?” I nodded. “You look so beautiful, it’s hard for me to imagine you over weight, or what ever you want to call it. I will tell you this though, I guess we have something in common, and I guess you never heard this story before,” he stated looking down at me, I listened intently, “but, I was chubby as a boy, after the accidents that I would get into, whether it was breaking both my legs or fracturing my skull, I was pretty **** up.” I hated when Orlando swore, it hurt me, heck, I hated when anyone swore. I guess it was because of what I learned in church and it grew on me.
“Please Orlando,” I pleaded, looking into his eyes as he looked back in mine, “please don’t do that. I don’t like when others swear. I know it will be tough for you, but please, not around me.” I moved my right hand to his cheek and gently stroked it.
“I’m sorry love, I promise I’ll try. I was just so angry that the kids at school would make fun at me, call me fat. I know it’s hard to believe, me… what do you Americans girls call it? Sex god?” I giggled at his guessing game, “something like that… that I was not a skinny guy my whole life.”
“I honestly had no idea,” I said surprised as I brushed my fingers through Orlando’s now shorter hair style. “That was surprising to me, but I bit you were cute though,” I smiled and he smiled back, “ I can’t imagine that girls weren’t chasing you, wanting to kiss you and be your girlfriend.”
“Honestly, when I was 15, finally lost the weight that I gained because of my depression and started to eat more healthy. That’s when it happened,” Orlando brushed my hair with his right hand, his slender fingers brushing against my scalp, “I finally found a girlfriend and well,” Orlando started to blush, his cheeks turning a bright shade of pink, as did his ears too, I knew where this was going.
“It’s okay Lando, sweetheart, I know the story,” I said with a small smile and took his left hand into my right as I kissed his knuckles softly and rested his hand in my lap. “I’ve got to tell you, now that we are on this subject,” I said blushing at the thought of being so open about myself and telling Orlando secretes as if he was a diary… or even worse, as if I was letting Orlando read my diary. I looked back into his eyes and held both of his hands in mine and held them in my lap, “ I’ve never done it.” I stated plainly, “I’m a virgin and I plan to stay that way until the night I get married.” There, I got it out, woowwho! ain’t that I relief. Wait a second, why does Orlando look that way? Orlando gave me a look of surprise, as if he didn’t believe me. But then he smiled, as if happy about my decision to stay a virgin. I should have known, men, they only think with their penis, it’s a proven fact and considering Orlando is an actor, I wouldn’t be too surprised if he thinks that way too. Men… no scratch that, male actors… the only magic act that God performed that went wrong.
Orlando rubbed his thumb over mine while smiling, “ It’s okay love, I respect that, I wish I did the same. There is a lot of things I’ve done in my past that I wish I didn’t do,” he leaned in closer, his lips close to my own, I could feel the hot air from his mouth as he breathed deeply, “but my point is… is that I only have eyes for you now and that’s the only way I want my life to be.” He leaned in the rest of the way until nothing was between us, and he kissed me lovingly. It lasted for a brief moment when he parted from me, and I sighed in happiness, tears were on the verge of being loose. “We can take this relationship slower if you would like, but I want you to know now, that I want you in my life, only you, Donna.” I was in tears by now as I listened to his loving words and leaned into his chest. “Can we try it?”
“Yes,” I said softly as my right hand slid down his warm chest.
“I know that we have differences in terms of religious beliefs, but I’m willing to work around it as long as you are too.” He said in a more softer tone than before. He kissed my head softly as I had my eyes closed.
“I can do that,” I said sniffling as my tears still came down, but not as much as before. “I really didn’t understand why you just turned your back from God like that… what happened that made you do that?” I asked, staring into his brow eyes that were now darker than before. “If you don’t mind me asking.”
“I guess it was the way I saw the Christians portrayed when I was filming Kingdom of Heaven,” he said looking outside at Sidi playing in the grass and dirt in the backyard. “ It was like they were barbarians and hated anyone that didn’t believe in their god. I questioned why, if this being they called God, was so good and just, why would he let all the bad things happen in the world.” He stated bluntly and looked back, into my dark blue eyes.
“I understand what you mean, when I read about the crusades in college, it was hard for me to imagine that my own people back then were so harsh to the Islamic people. The sad thing is that this war between the Islamic, Christian, and Jewish people is still going on today.” I said hugging Orlando tighter as I felt comfortable in his arms and resting my head on his chest. I looked up once more, “Your hair looks great by the way, it makes you look older, more mature. I can say your new hair style makes you look like your 30. Of course, I’m saying that in a good way.” I said giggling and leaned my forehead on his.
“Well, thank you love, at least I have one honest opinion.” He said giggling too, “and I’m happy that you respect my thoughts, opinions, and religious beliefs because I respect your opinions and beliefs too.” We gave each other a small kiss on the lips, “Sidi looks like he’s fine out there with his water and food out there,” he said looking outside as I leaned against his chest, “and you look tired, let’s take a nap and maybe watch a movie later, shale we?” Orland asked looking down at me as he laid down on the couch and repositioned me as I laid on top of him and grabbed a blanket to cover us. I stratled his torso as I laid back down to get comfortable. We fell asleep fast, as the day went by.
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What happened to my faithful readers? I thought some people actually enjoyed reading this story?
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Me me me me me!!!! I'm here!!!! I just caught up. Sorry! I love the story!!!
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Thank you Orlylovesme15! I really appreciate it when someone leaves a message. I'll post more when I get the chance.
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No problem XD lol. Thanks for commenting on my story too! My name is Breana by the way
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Chapter 9 This is a shocker girls… get out your guns, you might want them…
My eyes flutter open as I realize that it is dark outside. I realize that I’m laying on someone, but can not comprehend who as I’m waking up. Is it morning or night… and what am I… oh, what a pleasant way to wake up. The smell of the ocean breeze on Orlando’s white t-shirt is evident as I am coming to. Orlando, asleep like a baby in front of my eyes. He looks cuter than ever with the hair cut I gave him… even though it’s not brushed. I barely recognized his beautiful face as I notice that Orlando hasn’t shaved his face in, what looks like, a week or so. But that and adding on the bed head look, I pray to God that He reminds me the reason why I chose to keep my virginity until my wedding night… because he looks better than a chocolate covered strawberry at this moment in time.
“Good morning,” I get taken out of a dream state of mind from a half-way decent-looking Dom. He was wearing a blue “kiss me, I’m English” t-shirt and a pair of blue and black board shorts with flip-flops.
“Hi Dom,” I say quietly, not to wake Prince Charming from his beauty rest. As if on cue, it seemed as though Dom was reading my mind.
“Shhh… come on Donna, I’ve got breakfast for you, here in the kitchen. Try not to wake our Prince Charming from his beauty sleep.” I laughed at his name calling quietly and slowly got up after Dom helped pry Orlando’s arms from my body so I could get up. I couldn’t believe it was morning already and Orlando and I slept right through the night. We must have been very tired. Then again, I was still getting over so jetlag as I’m sure Orlando was feeling the same way.
I was in the kitchen with Dom, eating the omelet he made for me with a side of toast and a piece of bacon with orange juice. Taking my morning pills I begged to ask, “So Dom, why you wake me up at dark o‘clock?” he smiled and rested his arms on the counter while eating.
“I can’t just have breakfast with you?” Dom asked in a mock serious tone, “na, I was kidding…” with a smirk. I slapped him on the arm for that statement.
“I’m serious Dom,” I gave him an evil glare, “it’s bloody 4:30 in the morning, why did you wake me?”
“Everyone misses you on set, and it looks like Orlando is pretty much better… so I figured you might want to go back to set? Plus,” Dom added looking up again, “Jay wants to see you again. You two haven’t talked since you got here…” Dom said looking over at Lando and I noticed.
“It’s probably a good idea if I do come, huh ? I need to get some type of work done since I already signed the contract stating I would be working for at least until the end of the season… and Dom, I hate to stay here with you and Orlando without seeming like I’m just staying here without mooching off of you, you know? ” I asked, reluctantly putting my right hand on his left arm.
“Look Donna,” he said looking back up into my eyes, “I don’t mind at all that you are staying here. I asked you anyways to get Orlando all better… and look, I hardly recognize him. You did more than rid him of a broken heart and a cold… I can see the guy’s in love with you,” referring to Lando, “please don’t break his heart,” he said pleadingly, “I’ve already had to get Orlando to admit it was not his fault that Kate cheated on him and that any girl would be lucky to date him… But, I seriously think you are the one right for him. I’ve never seen Orlando so happy in the eight years I’ve known him.” Dom smiled putting the dishes away. I sat there stunned. I was making Orlando happy? Me? But I‘m no where near as beautiful or elegant looking as Kate or Evie. How could I ever be on the same par as them?
I went to go get my purse as I was ready to leave for North Shore with Dom and went to leave Orlando a note to tell him I will be back later on that night from set. I felt almost guilty leaving Orlando at home, and to tell you the truth, I really didn’t want to go to set as I was happy spending my time with Orlando lounging around Dom’s house. “Dom, I promise you,” I said walking up to him giving a tight hug to his small frame, “I’m not going to break Orlando’s heart,” I said in a whisper, reassuringly and looked into his sparkling blue-gray eyes, “I want to get Orlando the same love that Evie shows you and more.” I turned around and wrote Orlando a note.
Lando,
I’m going to North Shore with Dom for the day. You look so much better than the day I arrived and I feel awful leaving you at home with Sidi, but Dom told me that J.J. wants to see me. I feel I need to get back to work since I signed the contract stating I’ll be working up through February when the season ends. I’ll be back by 11 tonight and Dom and I will have our cell phones if you need us. Please stay warm, I’ll give you a call when I’m on lunch break.
I love you,
Donna xoxo
I took the piece of note paper and placed it on Lando’s chest, under his right hand so he wouldn’t miss it. He looked so peaceful sleeping there. It made me want to stay home and snuggle up to his warm, comforting body. But I knew that would be the wrong choice. I wanted to show Lando that I was not the type of cheap girl that goes around in life looking for the richest men so I could spend all his money and live off of his fame and wealth. I did not want to be another Kate Bosworth, another gold digger to Lando. I knew I wasn’t going to be making as much money as Lando, but at least I had a job that I liked and I knew Lando like his job too, and that’s all that mattered to me.
I gave Lando a kiss on his cheek as I was going to bend back up to walk out the door. A small smile crept on Lando’s face when I left the kiss on his left cheek and he slowly moaned and turned around onto his stomach while still asleep. Poor thing , must have had some pain in his spine for him to moan like that. I’m going to give Lando a nice back massage after he takes a hot bath in the Jacuzzi latter on tonight. I smiled and headed to the door. “I’m ready to go,” I told Dom as I quietly shut the door. This was not going to be an easy day at , work for me… more difficult than my first day.
We got picked up Evie at her house and we talked on the way to work with Dom bragging to Evie how “cute” Orlando and I looked when we are together on the couch. “Oh, I wished I had a camera this morning,” Dom said as we parked on the side of the road next to the beach. I rolled my eyes at Dom’s comment and, of course blushed profusely. I told Dom and Evie I would see them at the make-up trailer as I left them and went to go find J.J. until I bumped into the strong, masculine arms of Josh…
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“Hi,” I squeaked. I don’t know where that came from.
“Hi there beautiful,” Josh gave me one of those nice southern gentleman smiles, “haven’t seen you in a while… where have you been hiding?” Why is Josh asking me these questions… and isn’t he married to some girl named… Jessica… Yessica… or something like that? I blew off his wording as if he was always like that and went on.
“I, um… I, um…” I couldn’t find my words. Donna! Stop acting like a stupid fan girl… and since when did you ever have issues with Josh? You never liked him because you knew he was taken.
“Oh, really?” Josh asked, as if he thought I was playing a guessing game, “I like this game,” Josh was turning to walk to his trailer, “just give me a warning when you’re about to scream and yell out that you want to have my children… or at least ask for my autograph, that way I have my pen ready,” he said with a wink and then left. I was left standing there with my mouth ajar and stunned. Josh Holloway was flirting with me? Why was he flirting with me? Wha…?
Later on that day I finally had a break. Orlando had not called me yet and I started to get worried, probably a little more worried than I should… but I had a good enough reason, right? I picked up my cell phone next to the couch, where it was charging and pressed in the numbers that Dom gave me. I waited for Lando to answer and he picked up on the third ring, “ ’ello?” he sounded so groggy and sleepy. I wish I was there.
“Hey, baby…” I said softly, “how is my snuggle bunny doing?” I asked to test if I get a giggle from the other end… and I did.
“I’m doing much better now that you called,” I could hear a bit of a smile in his voice as I heard him talk to me. I was so relived that Lando was feeling better, “why did you leave me?” Now I didn’t really leave him. I mean, Lando is trying to make me going to work sound a lot worse than it really is.
“Baby, you know I didn’t leave you, right? I’m just here with my brother and your best friend, Dominic and we are all working. What makes your cute little head think I left you?” I asked giggling slightly.
“Yeah, I know…” Lando says in a childish, bashful voice, “I’m just… in love,” he paused, “with you,” that made my heart melt hearing his words. I realized I was in love with Lando too, especially more so when we couldn’t be together. I felt tears swelling up in my eyes and Lando could tell something was going on, “Love, are you okay?” he asked with all the love in his heart that I could hear. I was choking up a bit and then I could feel the tears finally end.
“Yeah, I’m okay…” I sniffed, “I just miss your voice… even though I just went to work five hours ago,” I said looking at my watch and then giggled at the thought of me missing Lando while at work for a few hours, “How pathetic does that sound?” I heard a muffled giggle on Lando’s side.
“Donna… it doesn’t sound pathetic to me at all… that’s why it’s called love,” he smiled into the phone. I smiled and let out a little giggle. “Am I making you feel better?” he asked.
“Yeah, Lando, yes you are,” I laughed as I reclined on the couch, “listen, baby? If you’re feeling this good right now, why don’t I have Dom swing by and pick you up and we can have a picnic here and you can hang out on set for the rest of the day?” I offered. It was the least I could do, and I knew Dom would not object to it. There was a sigh of relief that could be heard.
“I love that idea, I’ll be ready when Dom gets here and we’ll pick up some sandwiches.”
“Sounds great Lando.” I said smiling at how great today would be. “I’ll see you in a bit okay? I love you.”
“I love you too, bye.” We hung up and then I saved Lando’s number under the name, “Snuggles” so no one else knew who I was talking to. I went out side of my trailer to tell Dom the news and he went off to get Lando and lunch. I went back to the trailer to find I had a visitor… Josh. He was clad in just his green swim trunks and no shirt on, his hair in all directions as if he just got out of the ocean for a swim.
“I’ve been waiting to get you all to myself for the longest time,” he stated in a lustful voice that took me by surprise. I could hear several voices in my head, making me want him, yet also telling me no, others asking me why I would want another man other than Lando? What about Lando? What is going to happen to me? I was silent for a moment.
“What are you doing in here? Should you be in here Josh?” I asked him trying to make him make a sensible choice. Obviously that didn’t work.
“No one else is here right now and you showed obvious interest in me earlier this morning… so,” Josh stated getting closer to me and sat down next to me on the couch.
“What are you talking about? I next said anything to you…” I said questioning his thoughts.
“That’s the whole point there cupcake. You never said anything,” he got closer and cupped my face with his soft hands, “let’s face it, you were mesmerized babe!” he said, and then that’s when he kissed me, with passion. Surprisingly, I kissing him back as I cupped his face into my hands, bringing Josh closer.
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Chapter 10
What am I thinking? What am I doing? Josh…? OH, ****! “Josh!!” I forcefully pushed Josh away from me, knocking him to the floor of my trailer. “How could you?” I started to feel tears coming to my eyes, “How could you do this to me?” Josh looked at me, shock written on his face. Obviously, he had no idea what he did was morally wrong and stupid. All of a sudden there was a knock on the door… that was quick… and great timing too!
“Love, I’m here!” I heard Lando’s voice, still a little shaky from the cold, but sounded stronger now. His voice made me want to cry. Knowing that I made a promise to Orlando and then all of a sudden, this happened. I couldn’t stop the tears now.
“I thought…” Josh said bewildered. I wiped some tears away from my eyes.
“You thought wrong Josh! You… thought wrong!” I said in a angry, whispered voice before I got up to answer the door and attempted to wipe away the tears. Now Josh was silent and just sat there. “That isn’t going to help you know.” I couldn’t believe he was just going to sit there.
“Love!” Orlando said, greeting me with open arms. I smiled as I took him into a loving embrace, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs, around his waist. Orlando kissed me passionately as pulled closer for another kiss. “I’ve missed you so much.” We were both smiling right now, but Orlando caught the redness in my face and in my eyes as it did look like I was crying before Orlando came to the set. He put me down, but we stayed in a leveling embrace, “Donna, love, what’s wrong? Tell me please…” I went to tell him, but that’s when he saw Josh in my trailer. Rage started to build up inside of Orlando like I’ve never seen before, more so than in any movie, for that matter.
“Lando… I…” it was no use, I attempted to tell him.
“Josh? What the hell are you doing in my girlfriend’s trailer? Donna, what…” Orlando couldn’t finish his sentence without getting choked up with anger. He shook his head, and angrily looked at me and then back at Josh. Josh stepped outside to leave but Orlando stopped him and punched Josh to the sand, leaving Josh with a bloody nose. “That…” he said shaking his hand in pain, “is for taking the one women I ever truly loved from me,” and then he left. Orlando left me and Josh there at the steps of my trailer. I tried running after him.
“Lando, please wait…” I said crying, more like sobbing.
“No we are not! We are over, done Donna!” he yelled as he ran to a car with an older man who stopped for him.
“please Lando, we need to talk!” I sobbed and fell down to my knees on the asphalt and covered my head as I cried in pain, both physically and emotionally. I watched as Orlando jumped into the car with the man and they drove off, leaving me in the dust. I eventually got up and went back to the set, tired and drained. The set was quite as they saw what just happened and knew to leave me alone for a bit as I went back into my trailer and sulked for a while. I fell asleep on my couch and thought about what happened.
A while later, Evie came knocking on my door, “Come in,” I said groggily.
“Donna…” Evie said softly, walking in and sat on the chair next to the desk, “what happened? What happened to you?” she asked, taking her hand and brushing her fingers through my hair as I laid there on the couch. I began to cry again.
“I don’t know!” I sobbed, “it just happened… Josh came in and said he ‘knew’” I mockingly put up my hands in a quoting gesture, “I liked him and that I ‘wanted’ him to come over to talk and stuff…” I said angrily, I was getting breathless as I kept talking. I took a deep breath in and spoke again, “next thing I knew… we were kissing…” I said in discuss, “the weird thing was that I kissed back.” I turned to look at Evie.
“Well, there’s your problem… that’s Josh for you.” She stated plainly. “God, I hate when he does this!” she said with her hands up to the sky.
“So… Josh does this often?” I asked, confused as I was as to what she was saying.
Evie looked back at me, “Yeah, he would act all flirty with a girl, hoping she would get the point that he was just acting and then he would follow through if she thought it was the real deal… it’s a game he plays, a very sick one at that.”
“So,” I asked, “Josh was just doing that to be funny? It wasn’t him trying to get me in bed?” I asked, showing some need of hopefulness in my eyes.
“Yeah, it was,” stated lifting her knees up resting her chin on them as she wrapped her arms around them, “do you love him?” She asked plainly and looked up at me, asking for an answer.
“Who?” I asked.
“Orlando silly!” She said laughing.
I smiled at the thought of him, “yeah, I do… he practically saved my life… now that I’m in love with him.” I smiled like I was in a dreamy state of mind.
“Well then,” Evie shot up and grabbed my hand to get me up, “lets try getting him back girly! Orlando is in love with you and we need to get you two together again.” She giggled and I started to giggle too as we got outside, “In the mean time, we’ve got some work to do!” We went back to work and I was happy again. Knowing that there was someone that knew that there was hope for Orlando and I.
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