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Opposites Collide	By : Redneckgirl Category: Individual Celebrities > Wentworth Miller Views: 2759 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction in its entirety. I am not claiming these events to be true to life in any way, shape or form and do not know Wentworth Miller personally. The story itself and OC's are of my own creation and no monies are being made o

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AJ’s POV.
‘One autographed print from Miss Clarkson herself’ I say through a mouthful of blueberry muffin I’m eating while passing Tam the photograph when I arrive in the makeup trailer the Monday after my weekend in California.
‘Thank you sweetie, and damn you still sound terrible! I would have thought if it was just a cold it would have cleared up by now, you sure you don’t have anything more sinister?’ she asks me with concern as I sit down, blowing my nose on what seems to be a permanent bundle of Kleenex in my hand.
‘I think it’s the dreaded flu, but I’ll cope. I just wish my nose would unclog itself a little. Went says I sound like an elephant with a knot tied in its trunk!’ I reply as Tam laughs.
‘He has a point there’ Alex interjects while walking past, pulling a cheeky face at me while I throw her a playful glare. I’m trying to be as upbeat as I can even though I’ve felt like death for the last week, having to work while your ill is never fun, especially if going to work means you have to get on a plane to get there like I had to two days ago for the video shoot up in LA. But I had Went with me since he stated that there was no way in hell he was letting me go by myself, being the wonderful man he is and wanting to look after me. And I have to say, a night in my own bed at the end of the long day, curled up with him, Maggie and Mary was exactly what I needed. I did feel a little sad to have to come back here again though; of course I’m missing my home as much as ever, and my little cats and family equally as much.
‘How you feeling today princess?’ asks Bill, who plays FBI agent Alex Mahone as I retouch his face between shoots a few hours later.
‘Not good, I keep going from hot to cold and I can’t............................damn well stop sneezing!’ I reply, having to stop in the middle of my sentence to turn away and do just that. ‘I think its flu’ I then add as he nods.
‘Let me feel your head, hmmmmmm, you’re not running a high enough temperature for it to be flu, and to be honest if it was I really don’t think you’d be here, no matter how much of a trooper you are. I think it’s just a heavy cold that doesn’t seem to wanna shift’ he says after holding the back of his hand to my forehead. ‘And as for your nose you should try a decongestant nasal spray, there’s some on the market that have what’s similar to a mild local anaesthetic so it relieves all that nasty sinus pain you probably have right now’ he then adds before taking a few swigs from the bottle of water he’s clutching in his hand.
‘Thanks Bill, I’ll give it a try’ I reply with a smile as he puts his water down and heads back out onto the set in the middle of the forest where we are shooting.
‘I overheard what Bill just said to you, and since I’ve got to nip off set this afternoon to replenish our stocks of concealer I’ll pick one up for you honey’ says Tam quietly once the scene resumes over the watch of a camera on record.
‘Thanks babe’ I whisper back, rubbing her arm affectionately. It’s nice that everything is sorted out between us now, after her little gift of the gorgeous flowers we sat down and talked and I made her see she just can’t compare herself to me, that it isn’t fair on her or her own achievements to do such a thing and I think she took it all on board, because since then there’s been no self pitying, no comments on how everyone else has it so much better than she does, she’s actually looking a lot more positive which is superb. And she just landed a job for when filming breaks for a week in a couple of months time, she’s doing a job for Latina magazine and will be doing the makeup for Salma Hayek which she is looking forward to very much. All she needed was a bit of confidence in herself, and I’m not the only person to notice that either.
‘She looks a lot more relaxed of late, I’m glad you sat down and talked to her, got everything out in the open. Friends shouldn’t have animosity toward one another’ Rob tells me as we stand to the side of the set later that evening and watch Tam laughing at Amaury and Peter, who are singing at her.
‘Yeah so am I, and I have to agree with you there she does look much happier than before. I think now she’s finally realized her own success she’s a lot more relaxed, and getting the job for Latina magazine has boosted her confidence too’ I reply as he nods, watching me fidgeting with a brush in my hand in my usual way. It must be the redbull I drank at lunch, because ever since I had it I just can’t sit still for five minutes, another thing Rob notices too.
‘Have you been at the sugar again duchess? It’s like watching the road runner!’ he tells me as I hop from foot to foot, the caffeine boosting me still. Hell I feel so terrible I need something to keep me going, and sweet syrupy energy drinks are my way forward today.
‘Energy drinks, this stuff is the only thing keeping me going right now’ I reply, sneezing into a handful of tissues and deciding now is the time to break into the nasal spray Tam kindly fetched me a few hours ago. Putting my can of redbull down on the floor I pull the bottle from my pocket and break the clear plastic seal as Tam comes back over to us, checking the ‘wound’ on Rob’s arm (the scene we are just shooting is where his character T Bag has just had his hand sewn back on by a vet) and then laughing at the face I pull after squirting the menthol scented concoction in the bottle up my nose.
‘Ouch that smarts!’ I complain, rubbing my nose and my unmade up eyes (there’s no point wearing much makeup when my eyes water every time I sneeze or cough) before sniffing a few times and then looking relieved. ‘Ahhh, now the pain is going! Tam, you’re wonderful!’ I then add, giving her a kiss as she hugs me before quiet on the set is called and Rob walks back out under the lights. I can’t wait for today to be over, not just because I want to rest but because there’s one particular set of arms I just cannot wait to fall into, belonging to a man I’ve hardly seen all day.
‘Is that better?’ he asks as he sits behind me in bed, rubbing my shoulders while we watch the global news round up on CNN.
‘Very much, thank you’ I tell him, leaning back and kissing him before he continues kneading out all the tension in my shoulders and neck, something I think is contributing to the permanent headache I seem to have.
‘Well it’ll be your turn to look after me soon enough, I have that scratchy feeling at the back of my throat like you described when you first got ill, and I feel hot too’ he tells me.
‘Hmmmm, how you feel matches how you look’ I joke, turning around and hugging him with a giggle.
‘Oh hahaha Miss Jameson’ he replies, pinching my nose playfully before wrapping his arms around me. ‘So, are you feeling any better now?’ he then asks me.
‘A little bit, feel like I have a lot more energy but I think that’s down to all the redbull I’ve been drinking. And I think I can guess why you’re asking me too’ I reply, giving him a sexy smile while turning over and kneeling between his legs, running my hands down his chest while that sexy smile I gave him is returned. Well, he has gone without for the last four days. And even though because of the hectic nature of filming is now back in full swing and sleep now takes priority over sex, this time I really don’t want to deny him. And within minutes we’re both naked, hands and mouths exploring each other, becoming lost in the intensity of the moment, and lost in each other so much so that we don’t realize our slow but scorching hot lovemaking lasts well past two in the morning.
But, even though I feel that alluring post orgasmic pull into sleep that has consumed Went already, I’m still wide awake and cursing the manufacturers of redbull heavily. So I just lie there and watch him as he sleeps, thinking over lots of things but only having one trailing through my head over and over, and that is that I’m in love with him, but too scared to mention it because as of yet, he hasn’t said it either. It’s not like I don’t think he cares deeply for me, or that he doesn’t think our relationship is serious (he wouldn’t have took me home to meet his parents if he didn’t feel that way), it’s just that..................................................oh okay I’ll confess it. I’m being old fashioned and want him to say it first! Is that really such a bad thing? Or am I just nervous because of where uttering those three little words has left me in the past? I guess only time will tell on that score, but time it seems is something I’m not going to have on my hands for much longer with what events the morning brings.................now what’s that saying about things being too good to be true?
‘AJ can I see you in the production trailer for a few moments before you start?’ says our main production executive Julie Gardner as she approaches me the next morning.
‘Sure Julie I’ll come right away’ I tell her, following her along to the huge trailer that acts as an office on set. I follow her in and see the other two executives Martin and Dean sat down, both looking up with a half smile I’m quick to pick up on. Something tells me already I’m not here under anything less than serious circumstances from theirs and Julie’s demeanours.
‘AJ, sit down please’ Julie begins as she sits on the other side of the desk with her colleagues. ‘I’m afraid I’ve been given some information anonymously this morning that has quietly perturbed me shall we say. I’ve been tipped off by someone, like I say I do not know who, that you have been using amphetamines in your nasal spray bottle. The source apparently saw you loading it into the bottle yesterday afternoon and even though I think this claim is totally ludicrous you do understand I have to follow protocol and have it checked out’ she finishes with, almost knocking me sideways.
‘What the...........what, I don’t understand! Who would tell such a lie? Everyone knows how much I deplore drug use!’ I say, aghast at what I’ve just heard.
‘And I for one do not believe it for a second, but our jobs would be in the line if we didn’t investigate it, if only to clear your name’ Martin interjects with as Julie nods.
‘I agree with Martin AJ, this just isn’t the kind of behaviour anyone would expect from you, but we just have to check it out now it’s been brought to the production management’s attention. We have Zach Eigenberg standing by in the medical trailer to give you a blood test, and also you’ll have to hand over your bottle of nasal spray so that can be tested too. Also because like we say the management above us have been made aware they want it all sorted out as quickly as possible so the results will be back with us by the end of the day, so by the time set closes for the evening all this will be sorted and you’ll be able to carry on as normal’ Julie informs me. Zach Eigenberg is our on set medic, a doctor employed by the production company to be on set at all times just in case of illness, I saw him about my flu just three days ago and he’s a very nice man, assuring me in the nicest way possible I was being a bit of a hypochondriac and just had a very heavy cold.
‘Okay can I go and see him now?’ I reply, wanting this to be sorted out as quickly as they do.
‘Yes, I’ll walk you round there now’ says Julie as she gets up. And after going and having over what’s been my little life saver for the past twenty four hours (my nasal decongestant) and having a needle jammed in my arm I head back to the makeup trailer to tell everyone there my shocking news.
‘WHAT?’ Went shouts at the top of his lungs while removing his t shirt, all ready to have the tattoo transfers applied to his body for the first and only time he’ll need them on this seasons shoot.
‘WHAT THE FUCK? WHO THE HELL SAID THAT BULLSHIT?’ Katy shouts, her colourful language really reflecting how pissed off she obviously is at this, since she never swears.
‘WHAT IN THE NAME OF.................WHAT THE HELL?’ Tam cries, almost choking on her Fanta and receiving a swift pat on the back from my equally as dumbfounded sister.
‘I know it’s crazy right? Me doing speed! Whoever the hell made that little bit of gossip up obviously doesn’t know me very well, but look guys I just tool a blood test and handed over my bottle of nasal spray that this person, who Katy is anonymous so I have no idea who claimed this crap, said they’d seen me putting the speed into over to Zach so by the time today is out they’ll see it’s just a lie some sad loser with no life has concocted. But who would do such a thing? It’s gotta be someone on set too, but who? I just, I don’t get it!’ I say, with Went getting out of his seat and steering me into it halfway through my explanation.
Well then it’s all sorted, of course your tests are going to come back clean as a whistle and all this will be buried honey, because there’s no way in hell this is true! I think I’d be the first person to notice if my girlfriend was a speed freak and you’re most certainly not!’ says Went, displaying signs of anger I’ve never seen in him before.
‘Well everyone would notice wouldn’t they? Yes she’s always a busy little bee but you pick up on those sort of things, I mean whoever said this really didn’t think their little plan through did they? Asshole, whoever they are to say this shit they’re an asshole!’ Tam says, fury prickling her pretty features as she sits next to a nodding Pam.
‘What she said’ she says with a smile, jerking her thumb in Tam’s direction.
‘Who’s an asshole? What’s he done this time?’ says Rob as he walks in and looks right at Went.
‘Oh that’s right Knepper, someone says asshole and you look right at me, what a great buddy you turned out to be!’ Went says, his usual sarcasm coming through his moody look.
‘I’m a speed junkie apparently’ I start, before relaying the information to my friend, who just bursts into laughter.
‘Oh let’s see how far they get with that heap of crap! AJ taking speed, what’s next? Pam being outed as a crack head?’ he says as we all laugh.
‘Yeah, now if you’ll excuse me I have to find where I dropped my pipe’ says Pam, pretending to have withdrawal shakes and searching around on the tables surrounding us as we keep on laughing. Because laughing is all you can do when faced with a claim so preposterous, it really is. But, even though of course I am confident of my innocence, of course I am, I still can’t help but feel the nerves build as the day goes on. And by the time Julie calls me back to the trailer at just gone 11.45pm I’m a bundle of nerves, standing in Went’s arms outside the makeup trailer.
‘Your hearts going ten to the dozen’ he says as he holds me close.
‘I’m a little nervous; even though I’ve done nothing wrong I just can’t help it. I’ve never had anything like this happen to me before so I guess it’s only natural’ I reply, looking up at him and being met by those beautiful bright green eyes looking down at me.
‘Well you’re only a few minutes away from this lunacy being over with, in fact here comes Julie now’ he says, pointing in the direction she’s walking towards us in.
‘We’ve got your results AJ, come with me’ she says.
‘Leave your stuff with me baby, I’ll hang around here for you’ Went says to me after giving me a kiss and letting me go.
‘Okay I’ll see you in a few minutes’ I reply brightly, giving him another quick kiss before running along after Julie and into the appropriate trailer. And what I hear once I’ve sat down, well, shaken to the core doesn’t even comer near to how I feel.
‘Well like I said your test results have come in, and well AJ, it seems there’s been some lies told here’ she begins.
‘Well of course there has been, whoever told you I’m a speed freak definitely suffers with a lack of the truth in their words’ I reply with a smile, a smile that’s met by three stony faces of her Martin and Dean.
‘The person who tipped us off, well I wish I knew who they were so I could thank them for a job well done. The tests on the bottle and on your blood both came back positive, which means from this moment forth your contract with us ceases to be. You’re fired AJ, we cannot and will not tolerate substance abuse on our set and you’ve more than breeched the code of conduct here, that is the official reason behind your dismissal. Here is all your paperwork you will need when applying for another job, which I must warn you cannot ever be with our company again after what’s happened. And here are your test results. We will also require you to vacate the property you’re sharing with Wentworth at the earliest instance. I wish I could say it had been a pleasure working with you, but after finding out what we’ve discovered I’m not sure if I can say that. Goodbye AJ’ Julie says to me coldly while handing me a file, with my test results on top of it I’m quick to read.
‘But, but thi-this c-ca-cant be possible! I haven’t done anything!’ I exclaim in a stammer, hardly able to believe my eyes when I see the results there in print before me.
‘Your results show very much otherwise’ Dean says as he looks at me through narrowed eyes.
‘The results must have got muddled up! I’m vehemently denying this, I’m not liar and I’m most certainly not a drug user either! I don’t know what else to say to you other than...........................someone must have set me up! There’s no way I’d knowingly do this! Julie please believe me, I don’t know what else to say to you to prove I just didn’t do this willingly!’ I cry, hardly able to bear this injustice. If there are drugs in my system, I definitely didn’t know they were there and that’s nothing but the 100% truth!
‘There’s nothing else to say AJ, nothing we want to hear anyway. Like I said, you’re fired, it’s a simple as that, now get your belongings and get off my set’ Julie replies, a thousand miles away from the sweet woman I’ve always known her as.
‘I know how it looks, and I don’t blame you at all for firing me but I did not do this. I stand firm on that but at the same time I respect your decision, bye’ I say as tears start to gush from my eyes and down my face. I’m up and out of that trailer in a matter of moments, and god knows how through such blurry tear filled eyes I find myself back in Went’s arms just moments after running from the scene of my dismissal.
‘AJ? Why the tears sweetheart?’ He asks me concernedly as he holds me, his hand stroking my hair.
‘I’ve been fired, I-I-I d-don’t k-know how the h-hell it happened but t-they f-found amphetamines in my s-system. And I know h-how i-inconceivable it is but I swear I didn’t knowingly take drugs! I didn’t!’ I cry as I bury my face against his chest. I then feel him unfold my arms from around him and take the piece of paper I’m holding along with the paper folder.
‘This doesn’t match what you’re telling me’ he says very quietly as he looks at the results, with something behind his words I can’t decipher from angry or sad.
'But I..’ I begin.
‘We’ll talk when we get home’ he says firmly, walking around me as I pick my bag up off the floor and walk after him.
‘Went please I..’ I try again.
‘I said when we get home’ he replies forcefully yet in the kind of deadpan tone that makes me feel cold. I’ve never heard him like that before, and it’s scaring the shit out of me. And for the whole ride home he doesn’t say a word, just drives with a frown etched across his forehead while I sit in the passenger seat and shake with nerves, my heart pounding hard in my chest and making me feel sick. This whole situation is making me feel sick; knowing that either I’ve mistakenly shared a drink with an on set speed user or been spiked myself. Hang on, they found it in the nasal spray bottle Tam brought me. Tam, she..................no, the seal was intact when she gave it to me because I remember having to tear it off. How the hell could I even think this was her? She’s too kind, and she was too disgusted when she heard for it to be her doing. I know, she can’t lie very well at all. So this means it was someone else close to me, someone I work with every day set me up to loose my job. But when I pitch this theory to Went when we get in, he isn’t convinced at all.
‘AJ, don’t blame innocent people when it’s you who has the problem. Who the hell would spike you? Everybody on that set you’re in direct contact with every day loves and respects you, and those are the only people who would have ever been near enough to you and your belongings to do this. All I want to know is why you felt you couldn’t tell me before that you were doing this, why you felt the need to hide it from me. Why did you?’ he asks me, making my heartbeat practically gallop in my chest. He doesn’t believe me.
‘I haven’t done anything wrong though, and I have nothing to admit to. I know how crazy it looks and I know I look like I’m lying to you but I’m not. I have no idea how those drugs got into my system’ I say to him, my eyes still splashing tears down my face as he looks at the wall.
‘A few minutes ago you were blaming your friends and colleagues, and now you don’t know? Your excuses are becoming pretty feeble AJ, so just own up before I get any angrier than I am right now’ he says as his eyes snap back to mine. I feel actual fear now, seeing how angry he really is at me, it’s making me shake even more which does nothing but make me look bad. ‘See, classic speed junkie without a fix, you’re shaking like a leaf’ he points out.
‘I’m shaking because I’m scared of what’s happening right now, that I’m telling the truth and no one will believe me’ I say quietly as I cry.
‘Or scared of what will happen if you own up and tell me the truth? I have to say right now it really is in your best interests, and the best interests of our relationship lasting longer than tonight for you to just tell me the truth’ he says, getting out of the armchair and walking over to me. I stand up but keep looking at the floor, until he lifts my head and strokes my cheeks with his hands, kissing my forehead and then letting me go again.
‘Just tell me, you know you can’ he says softly, the anger diminished from his voice. And it’s now that I know I’m stuck, and that through no fault of my own I’ve lost my job and now, now I have to lose my boyfriend too.
‘I don’t blame you for giving me that ultimatum; please know that I’ll never blame you. But I can’t confess to something I haven’t done, and you can’t be with me because you think I’m lying’ I say, my tone so deflated I barely recognise the voice I hear as my own.
‘You know I always said there were only two things you could ever do to make me leave you. If you cheated on me or if you lied to me, and you’re lying to me right now so you know what that means. And please don’t think this is at all easy for me, but this is the way it has to be if you can’t tell me the truth. I’m sorry AJ, it’s over between us’ he says, while I feel the emotional equivalent of being shot in the chest well up within me.
‘Please Went, please don’t do this, please believe me!’ I cry with useless words since I know my fate has already been sealed.
‘I’m sorry’ he whispers, pressing his hand onto my shoulder and rubbing my bare skin with his thumb, an action I can barely withstand, knowing it’s now my ex boyfriend who’s doing it.
‘Please Went, I lo...’ is all I can say, throwing my final card on the table.
‘Don’t say it, I know you do and it’s because I feel the same that it’s killing me to do this. I don’t want this at all’ he says to me, his voice breaking a little as he steps closer and puts his arms around me.
‘Then why do it?’ I say, pushing him away and fleeing the apartment, while the impact of knowing I’ve lost him makes my insides feel like they are being ripped in two.
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