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You had been fired. Of course. And no one stuck up for you. Also not shocking.

You and the rest of your castmates had gone to a party to celebrate being renewed for another season. There were drinks involved despite the many minors. The producer who threw the party was... Well, let's just say he'd probably be best friends with Dan Schnieder.

Anyway, you weren't planning on drinking, but someone slipped you a few alcoholic drinks. Or maybe they'd drugged you. You weren't sure, you just got so dizzy.

In trying to find Daniel or Charlie or someone who could help you get home, you wandered into the wrong room. There, not one, not two, but three blurry figures kept you in there. One of who's voice you recognized. The producer who was throwing the party.

After a few hours, you'd passed out. When you woke up, everyone was gone. Everyone.

After getting to set the next day, you attempted to tell your friends, but they brushed it off.

"You were super out of it the last time I saw you," Walker shrugged.

You ignored him. He was a child, what did he know? Obviously, he wouldn't know if you'd been drugged or not.

But, eventually, you realized it wasn't just him. No one believed you. Not even Tamara who, in her defense, had spent the night looking for you until someone said you left early. She figured you just hadn't remembered.

But you remembered enough. And you weren't going to just live like this. You couldn't.

You began trying to speak about it, but no one listened. Eventually, it got to the execs that you were "causing problems" and "making people uncomfortable" and got fired.

Rick Riordan had personally scouted you and was so upset that the decision had been made without him, that he demanded it just be temporary leave. But by then, you were focused on something different.

You informed your team, family and some people who you knew would believe you. Including Rick. You were going to build a case because you knew for sure who at least one of the men were.

Unfortunately for you, yet fortunate for the case, no matter how hard you scrubbed (you scrubbed most of your skin raw in a burning hot shower), there was still DNA evidence.

You immediately began to speak out, even encouraging other victims to come forward. Not just for your case, but to end the abuse of power. Very few came forward. What surprised you even more, though, was how the rest of the cast handled it.

The second Dior and Leah realized you hadn't been lying for attention, they took to their socials to defend you. Aryan and Walker hadn't said anything, afraid to get involved.

Tamara is currently on a temp leave as well, though. She stuck jolly ranchers to your abuser's windows and windshields. Charlie, having been there to keep watch for her, was also being punished.

As far as you knew, Daniel was taking a more quiet approach to defending you. Which you've only just found out, this week, was him getting more of the victims to speak up.

The trial is set for a month from now and your team (your parents hired a P.I. at the request of your manager who was basically your big sister) is pretty sure they've got the other two who were in on the attack.

Walker and Aryan have sent you apology texts, but you haven't really spoken to anyone from the cast. You were hurt. They had gotten you fired because you spoke up for yourself. Despite the fact that you'd speak up for them all in a heartbeat.

Daniel, Tamara and Charlie were relentless, though. They didn't show up at your house, not wanting to ambush you or make you uncomfortable, but they often sent you gifts like blankets or snacks.

Your phone buzzes and you sigh. Charlie.