11

‘So you up for it?’ Ging asked Laila.’

‘No way.’

‘What do you mean no way?’

Laila looked at Hail.

‘You know what he wants us to do? He wants you to slash me to pieces, screw me, make me scream in pain while you slash me again. And as for the shower how many times has that been done before?

Hail looked at Laila.

‘Pass it to me.’

‘Here.’ She threw it at him. ’I hope you choke on it!’

Hail grabbed it then shimmed through it. He looked at Ging. ‘First you expect me to use a real knife, now you want me to do this shit?’

Ging smiled evilly.

‘No way you’ve got to be crazy you trying to kill me?!’

‘No it’s a horror movie babe, blunt blades they’re used in all the top horrors.’

‘I aint risking my live for a prick like you!’

‘You want to get out of here don’t you?’

‘I’ll be dead before that happens.’

‘No you won’t.’

‘You do it then.’

‘I’m directing it.’

‘No you’re just chicken shit.’

‘No I aint.’

He pulled a knife out of his pocket placing it onto the naked flesh of his arm guiding it across it slicing it blood seeped out as Laila cringed.

‘Now who’s chicken shit?’ He said slipping the knife back into his pocket.

‘Okay I’ll do it.’

Laila looked at Hail.

‘Just watch what you’re doing with that think okay!’

‘Sure no probs. I’ll be as careful as I can.’

Laila looked back at Ging. ‘Okay.’ She sighed ‘Where do we start?’

‘At the beginning’

‘Suppose we’ll have to read through it again.’

‘Suppose.’

Laila slumped down on the sofa. Hail sat next to her. ‘Look I’m sorry I didn’t know about this.’

‘Its okay I know.’

They read through the first scene.

‘Well that seems easy enough.’

They looked over at Ging.

‘Whenever you’re ready.’

‘No time like the present.’

Laila and Hail pulled themselves up off the sofa leaving the script lying face down on it.

‘Don’t forget we need you naked in this scene.’

‘I know don’t remind me.’

Ging set up the recorder, pressing record. Laila opened the door of the bathroom stepping in. ‘Ready babe.’

Scene 1

Laila turned on the shower, she slipped out of her robe stepping into the shower pulling the shower curtain across. The door closed. Footsteps echoed across the hall a male in dark clothing walked into the bathroom. He pulled the curtain back.

Laila screamed.

He slashed her arms and her breast.

Laila dropped, he caught her then carried her across to the bed placing her down onto it.

Hail climbed onto the bed looking down on Laila, she opened her eyes looking at him her eyes terrified.

She screamed hail placed his hand over her mouth he slipped inside her having sex with her.

He removed his hand off her mouth replacing it his lips before she screamed again kissing her hungrily gliding the knifes down her flesh slicing it. Tears rolled down her face. He pulled away placing his feet firmly onto the floor and walked away leaving Laila lying on the bed naked in blood.

‘And cut.’

Hail looked at Ging.

‘Sorry I always wanted to say that.’

‘Is all your script the same?’

‘Most of it. We’ve also got a scene outdoors.’

Laila lay their bleeding, crying.

‘I thought it was a blunt knife.’

‘It is.’

‘So why the hell am I bleeding,’

‘Sorry Laila that’s the only blunt knife I own.’

He looked at her.

‘Knives aside that was perfect Laila keep it up.’

‘Forget you!’

‘I’ll get something for that.’

Hail walked away into the kitchen to get the first aid box, and water.

He walked back in placing the water on the floor he opened the first aid box taking out some cotton wool placing it in the water squeezing it. ‘This may sting a little.’

He placed it on her cut she shot up screaming

Hail looked angrily at Ging.

‘Why did you make me use a real knife?’

‘She’ll get use to it!’

‘You’re mad.’

Ging looked at Laila. ‘Does it hurt? I can’t feel it!’

‘You heartless.’

Laila shot up.

Hail placed his hand in front of her pushing her back down. ‘Calm down and let me tidy you up.’

She lay there cringing at every inch he cleaned up.

‘There you’re done.’

Hail closed the first aid box and pulled himself up off the bed walking out of the room into the kitchen

Laila pulled herself up.

‘What do you think you’re doing?’

‘Getting dressed.’

‘No you’re doing the next scene.’

‘No way.’

‘Yes way.’

Hail walked back in. ‘What’s going on?’

‘He wants us to do the next scene.’

‘No way I’ve just tidied you up, it’s getting late and I’m tired. Leave it till tomorrow.’

‘Sure what-ever, but first thing mind.’

‘What-ever bro.’

Hail looked at Laila.

‘You better get dressed I think Ging has seen enough for today.’

Hail looked back at Ging. ‘Haven’t you bro?’

‘Yeah.’ Ging sighed disappointedly.

Laila quickly slipped into her clothes and lay painfully on the bed. Hail lay besides her. He leaned forward and smiled placing his lips on hers kissing her. She returned his kiss they kissed hungrily.

Hail pulled away lying besides her closing his eyes.

Laila had hardly slept she cringed every turn she made, she had even watched Ging close his eyes.

Tears rolled down her face as she closed them. How much longer would this go on for? How much more pain could she take?

‘So you ready for the next scene?’

‘Can’t you wait? I aint woke yet.’

Ging placed his hand on Laila’s face . ‘You know your face is picture perfect don’t screw this up or I’ll make sure you aint perfect no more got it!’’

Laila looked into his eyes fearful.

‘Just keep that perfect pretty face on your shoulders. Don’t screw it up or I’ll slash it got it!’

She nodded.

He smiled.

‘Good girl now wake him.’

Ging took his hand off Laila’s face he leaned forward kissing her.

He moved away. ‘I’ll go and set up make sure you’re ready in five.’

She smiled nervously.

Ging walked away.

Laila nudged Hail. ‘Hail wake up.’

‘Wha!’

‘Wake up.’

‘Why? I want to stay in bed with you.’

‘Well Ging has other ideas. He wants us to start in five.’

‘God sake! Can’t we even have a lye in?’

‘Doesn’t look that way.’

Hail stretched and pulled himself up.

‘Awake then?’

‘No thanks to you!’

‘Time’s ticking on.’

‘Any chance of a coffee?’

‘Not until we’ve done this so chop chop!’

‘I guess it’s another naked scene?’

‘Got it in one babe, so loose your clothes, and put on the satin dressing gown.’

Laila pulled herself up grabbing the satin gown before walking out of the room.

‘You know what to do bro?’

‘No not really.’

‘Stand in this room when she stands face to face with you slip off the gown kiss he whilst gliding knifes down her arms. Throw her on to the bed and take her from behind and slash her back.’

‘Do you get a buzz out of watching us?’

Ging smiled.

‘You’re sick.’

‘Just get ready!’

Hail took his position.

‘We’re ready babe.’

Ging pressed record.