Chapter 57 Hot tempered Marina

Rachel's POV

As soon as the copter landed Marina, Raine and I rushed back to where we last saw Lana. We passed Olivia who was looking at us, well mainly me with a shocked expression.

Yeah bitch... I freaking rode in a helicopter, is that so surprising?

I would have rolled my eyes at her if I wasn't in such a hurry to see what happened to Lana.

"Maybe she fainted because her plan to see you... Actually to not see you here didn't work." Marina said with a laugh as we got closer. By now there was already a crowd consisting mainly of her assistants and Olivia assistants gathered around her, trying to fan her back to life.

"It's possible." I nodded joining her in laughter.

I felt Raine's weird gaze on me so I turned to face him. "What is it?" I asked coming to a stop, then he stopped as well.

"Why are you and Lana always at each other's throats?" Then he turned to Marina who had also stopped walking "...and why are you always on Rachel's side?"

"Me?" Marina pointed at herself and Raine nodded." Why won't I be? Rachel is my friend"

"And from I gathered Lana is too" Raine added before looking at me.

I blinked. What was I suppose to say?

"She was. Argh... This is a story for another time because It's too long to explain right now. Look their taking Lana away on a stretcher." Marina suddenly pointed at the little crowd where fee paramedics had arrived and was now carrying Lana on a stretcher and then to the ambulance.

"See..." Marina groaned pointing at the ambulance that was speeding away. "You caused this. Now Rachel can't gloat about her successful arrival here to Lana." She whined.

Raine raised a brow before shaking his head. "I don't think she could even if I didn't stop you guys. Didn't you see she was unconscious?"

"Yeah, so? Well just gloat it on her unconscious self." She said with so much seriousness which made Raine shake his head.

"Ah... There you are, I've been looking all over for you." A voice behind me said and I turned around to see director George Stone walking right up to us with Olivia right beside him trying her best to force a smile at us.

"We just touched down few minutes ago." Marina answered with a stern tone glaring at Olivia.

"Good, good." The director nodded. "That meant you saw what just happened to Lana right?" He asked.

"Yes we did, but I hope that doesn't stop anything. Because you said we have to shoot this scene as soon as everyone is present, and Lana was present." Marina answered again before I was able to open my mouth.

My... My, why was she so hot tempered right now? And not go just anyone, to the director!

Director George face turned stern as he looked at Marina "I know that." He answered with gritted teeth. "And since you all know the next scene doesn't really have any need for the second female lead, we'll start the shoot in the next few hours, after everyone is ready." He replied looking back at me.

Raine nodded "That's cool, I'll just go check with my assistants." He said giving both Marina and I a nod before leaving to find his assistants.

"Hey, Raine wait up." Olivia yelled after him and my brow flew up.

What could she possibly want to discuss with him?

I looked towards Marina and I could tell she was thinking the same.

Could it be that she wanted to talk about me?

'Why else would she call him out?'

"Anyways," the director coughed to get our attention. "Ms Rachel your trailer is just over there." He said pointing at the huge trailer not to far away. "You can go get a short nap, we would be moving in a few hours to the beach where the shoot would take place". Then he turned to look at Marina, his face turning hard again. "And you, come with me. We have a lot to discuss". He said as he walked away.

"Now, what is his problem?" I whispered to Marina who shrugged, but I could tell she knew something, but what was it?

"I'll just go talk to him, you go get some rest." She said you me as she walked, no jogged away to catch up with the director.

I narrowed my eyes at them before shaking my head. I was not in the right state of mind to think about other motives and lies right now, I just rode on a fucking helicopter.

My feet began to move unconsciously towards the trailer. I had just faced my fear of height and flight in the same day, and that was all thanks to Lana and Olivia for their evil schemes. But they wanted me to either not go on the trip, whereby loosing all favor I had with the director, or perhaps go and the trip and loose consciousness in the helicopter because of how frightened I was, or even develop a bigger trauma for it.

I knocked on the trailer when I got there but no one answered.

"Is anyone here?" I asked looking around the big caravan just to confirm.

Okay, no one was here. But why did I feel watched?

I looked around again before picking up the keys by the door and opening the lock.

"Cozy." I muttered looking around. It had a sizeable bed at the back with a couch and even a small laptop on a small stood by the couch.

It looked like a small apartment, a really small apartment. I walked towards the bed and fell back on it.

Today had been a long day, or was it yesterday? I can't really tell anymore.

It was dark out, really dark but their were lights everything it was hard to notice. I sighed sitting up on the bed and taking my phone out.

One missed call?

I opened the message to see the caller was an unknown number and the person called about an hour ago.

Who called me? I wondered calling the number back and placing the phone by my ear

"Hello?" I asked after the person picked up.

"..."

Why no answer?

I removed the phone from my ears to check if it went through, and it did. The person should be able to hear me.

"Hello? Who is this?" I asked again, this time my voice more determined.

"..."

Again I was met with silence.

Was this a prank call or something? Did people still do that?

"Hey, if you're not going to say anything I'm going to end this call right now." I threatened loosing my patience.

I heard a low chuckle from the other side of the phone, followed my a small cough. "You don't have to be so fierce honey, I just wanted to hear your beautiful voice, you deleted my number?"

My eyes widened and I immediately removed the phone from my ears to check the number again.

768... The number ended with 768. The only number I knew that had 768 as its ending was...

Fuck! It was David's number.

My hands holding my phone trembled as I brought it to my ears again.

"David?"