Rachel's POV

Slowly, I felt my feet giving away, and I fell down on the floor with a sharp thud.

That... That was real blood.

" Wow... You, this bitch of a friend, could take a bullet for you; now it's your turn ". Lana, well Joyce continued ignoring my real bullet wound! The director must probably think it was fake blood since I had some on me and it was meant to spill at this particular moment. But Lana had missed the small bag of fake blood hidden in my clothes and actually shot me, for real!

I wanted to shout that I was hurt but then I remembered...