Loving Lars

8. Loving Danger

*TW: mentions of rape*

I had heard that Lars was having another fight tonight, so I knew I had to come.

The group had told me that they weren't allowed to go to Lars' tuesday fights. None of them told me why, but I could tell that they didn't want to tell me the reason and because of that I didn't see why I shouldn't go to support Lars.

So that is why I'm now stood alone at the entrance of the Fish Bowl. Luckily for me Eddie was the bouncer tonight and thankfully he recognised me and let me in, no questions asked.

What I forgot to consider was the fact that the gang weren't here to get me past the guards at the entrance of the Ring. Actually I forgot to consider many factors of coming here alone: like the fact that the people down there were scary, Lars could be angry at me for coming and there was obviously a reason the others weren't allowed to be here.

It was too late now, I was here.

Now, I had to come up with a plan to get past the guards. Hopefully they will recognise me like Eddie did and remember who I came with, so they'll let me in with no issues. But if that's not the case I need to have a back up plan. The only thing I can come up with is to run when they question me. I think I could outrun them if I had enough adrenaline pumping through my veins. Maybe I'll get myself into a really dangerous situation before so I can get the adrenaline flowing.

Okay screw all of that. I can scribble mission planner off the list of things I'm good at.

You know what, I think I'll have more chance of succeeding if I just wing it.

So with that in mind, I march through the crowds of people, pushing and shoving my way to the back of the club.

I don't know what I was on about, when I thought I needed to get into a dangerous situation for my adrenaline levels to rise, I had enough flowing through me right now to be a human epipen. I could quite literally bring someone back from the dead with the amount pumping through my veins.

The toilets start to come into view so I know I'm close to the ominous staircase. But I need a moment to mentally prepare myself, so I shove the toilet door open and I'm met with an overwhelming smell of pee and I almost gag. Maybe this isn't the best place to calm my nerves but what other choice do I have.

One of the stall doors open and a girl walks out, breaking me from my thoughts. Her blonde ponytail sways as she walks to the sink. I swear I've seen her before. I move to stand next to her so I can get better look.

It seems she had the same idea. "Omg is that little Ellie!" Her voice screeched.

I always hated that nickname and I always hated that voice.

"Hi Chrissy. And I've told you it's Elza."

Chrissy, my high school bully. Her and her friends made my life hell. I could handle them bullying me about my looks, I could even handle them bullying me about my mother leaving me. God they had a field day with that revelation. But it became too far when I ended up in the hospital because Chrissy's' boyfriend (the king of my high school) decided to show an interest in me. That interest wasn't real. It was conjured up from the depths of Chrissy's screwed up mind to ruin me. That's what she wanted. Why? I had no idea. Scott (her boyfriend) pretended he liked me, only for him and his friends to beat me half to death and attempt to rape me. Much like Kyle, Chrissy's dad is a big shot lawyer, so they all got off scot free. Whilst I was in the hospital for 2 weeks recovering from my injuries and a lifetime of trauma to deal with.

But still through it all, I treated them with respect.

"I can't believe I'm seeing you here!" Her eyes had that same crazy look about them that they did in high school. Which meant one thing. I was in trouble.