Chapter 12,
      I'm Not That Mean, Right..?
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  " I'll pronounce the H in your last name when you're pronounced dead. "

~ Y/n's POV ~

     Today was the day that I was going to make amends with Mason and not hate him anymore, I didn't want to have his fans attack me over something that should have been squashed, so that was sometjikg I'm about to do.
   When I walked out of my trailer, the first thing I did was go and look for him as I didn't want to miss him and have to wait til after our scenes to then apologize.

    As I looked around the corner, I saw him and he looked visibly annoyed, I knew that he probably thought that I was going to pick on him but I wasn't.
   So I walked over with the biggest smile on my face so I didn't seem intimidating or angry just by his presence, today is the day you make new amends and make peace with everyone that you went to war with, even if you don't want to.

     "Hey Mason, do you have a moment?"

  Mason turned around and furrowed his eyebrows, he clenched his jaw and before I could say anything, he took his phone out and unlocked it, clicking on a photo and showing me it.
   It was on Instagram and the photo was of him but edited to make him look uglier than he was and in the caption, it has some pretty nasty things to say about him, nasty as in very rude and not inappropriate by the way.

    "What the hell is your problem, why would you post that about me?!"

    Mason questioned me with anger lacing his tone, I looked at him.

     "That's not even my account, I didn't write that about you. I wouldn't go that far, trust me you're not worth my typing."

    I responded matching his tone, he looked at me and nodded his head.

    "Oh please, you've had a problem with me this entire time you've been here, if you want me to hate then here you go. You can die in a filthy ditch."

    Mason walked past me and bumped shoulders but there was no way in hell that I was going to let him get away with that so I grabbed his shoulder and twirled him around, he faced me with an annoyed expression but I could care less.

    "Listen Thames, I don't give a damn how angry you are, I didn't write that. Don't believe me, I don't care, go get hit by a fucking car for all I care."

   The curse left my mouth quicker than a bullet leaves a gun, I was going to cover my mouth but I didn't, instead I watched as he raised his eyebrows and rolled his eyes.

    "It's Thames, with the H, if you're going to pronounce my last name, pronounce correctly, or are you too incompetent to do so?"

    Mason asked in a mocking tone, I felt my blood boil as I was starting to hate him even more than before.

  " I'll pronounce the H in your last name when you're pronounced dead. "

   I seethed before shoving him and walking back to my trailer, so much for me trying to make amends and get him to like me before he hates me, but I couldn't get mad at him for this.
   I shouldn't have tried so hard to get him to hate me in the first place, the bridge is burnt and down in the ocean, broken beyond repair.

    When I got into my trailer, I immediately grabbed my phone and began to call my friends so I could tell what happened.

   "Wait so now you two hate each other now? But worse than before?"

   Charlize asked, I nodded my head as I sat down on a small couch and placed both my elbows on my kneecaps as I held my hand, I was shaking my leg out of anger and a little bit of anxiety as I hated this.
   Why would I do this to myself knowing that I am more than afraid of confrontation? It's like I set myself up from failure and got it almost immediately.

    " You're so in love with it that it pains me. "

  Beatrice sighs as I watched her sit up on her bed and look at the camera, I rolled my eyes and almost immediately told her that there are no feelings for him whatsoever.
  
    "Y/n, have you ever thought that maybe you were just too mean this time?"

   Morgan asked, I didn't think about that at all, I didn't think about being too mean or too nice, all I thought of was getting my words out and not caring who I hurt in the process.
  
   "I'm not that mean... Right?"

  I asked now fully concerned about how I could have handled this better, Charlize wasted almost no time in telling me that I had zero filter and sometimes can be reckless with my mouth, without even noticing.
   Now I felt even worse, I could imagine how angry he is right now, why couldn't I just stop talking and think for a moment? That would have saved a lot of time and energy right now.

    I've created this atrocious mess, now I have to clean with or without help, I don't want to end the movie with bad blood between anybody, especially with someone who is playing my love interest.