Dumbstruck

Chapter 12

After the interview, I immediately went backstage and straight to the dressing room, away from Olly. I don't know why, but for some reason this made me feel weird. Mad? Upset? I don't even know.

"What the hell was that?" Kat said as she entered the room.

"A confession, duh." Felix snickered but Kat wasn't having any of it.

"Don't you play smart on me, Sandman." She pointed a finger at him and glared making him bow his head down.

"Kat, you have to calm down." Johan tried but of course, once she's pissed, she's pissed.

"Olly, Tyvvah, on the couch. Now!" We didn't need to be told twice.

As soon as we sat down, she stared at both of us - mainly at Olly, since he was at fault here - and crossed her arms across her chest. The room was silent - except for the tapping of Katia's foot - as the tension grew bigger. No one dared to say anything, scared that Kat might blow up on us.

"Kat, I don't really see the big deal about this. I mean, he just said that he liked me, that's all. I don't understand why you're pissed." I said softly, my shoes beginning to look quite interesting.

"That's because you don't understand anything, Tyvvah! You don't know a clue about the world of social media. One wrong word gets out, rumors will start and spread like wildfire." She glared at me.

This is the first time that Kat has gotten angry at me, ever. So I can't really help but feel hurt. Hurt that she's angry - and I guess disappointed - at me. But why though?

"Kat, chill! Tyvvah didn't do anything wrong! I was the one who confessed on national television that I liked her, not the the other way around. You should be mad at me, not her!" Olly said as he frowned at her.

"Oh I am! Do you know how your fans would react to this? It would end up exactly like when Felix posted a picture of Lovisa. Even if he deleted it, your fans didn't stop sending hate to her. Did you even think about that?" She hissed at him.

Probably letting what Kat said sink in, he just stared at her before sighing and running a hand through his hair. Leaning back on the couch, he looked at me briefly before looking away. I felt bad for him, I think. He only confessed his feelings for someone. Then again, I don't know anything about having feelings for someone.

"Look, getting angry won't make things better. It's already out there." Oscar said, standing up.

"The fans are already tweeting about it too." Felix said, not taking his eyes off his phone.

"Olly will just make a statement saying that it was all just a joke and that it wasn't true, right Ogge?" Oscar said, giving him a firm look.

"I'm not going to lie about how I feel." He said, looking away.

"You do know the amount of hate she'll be getting, right?" Oscar frowned.

"Specially when a lot of Foooers are "Olly girls". Think about it, Ogge." Kat said.

I just watched the exchange happening. I didn't say anything because I didn't know what to say. I don't want Kat getting at me again, so it's best if I just shut up. I think. Yep.

"I can handle the haters." I muttered so softly that I doubt they heard it.

"What?" Kat turned her head towards me.

Clearing my throat, I looked at her. She raised her eyebrow at me, which meant that she was waiting for me to say something.

"The haters. I can handle them. It's not like I don't have any." I shrugged.

I expected a lecture about how they could get worse and stuff, but it never came. It was silent. Just plain ol' silence. Looking up at her, she just stared at me with a frown and her brows furrowed. I don't have a clue on what she's thinking, but one thing's for sure, it's not going to be good.

"Everyone out." She said firmly.

I was about to get up but she held up her hand, stopping me. "Except for you."

Oh shit.

She sat down next to me and stared at her shoes. For some reason, Katia being silent scares me. A lot. First off, Kat is never silent. Never. Second, you never know what she'll do or say. She's unpredictable and in a way, that's awesome and scary.

"Do you like him?" She suddenly asked. I could hear the worry in her voice. Why would she be?

"That's sort of a silly question, don't you think?" I chuckled, trying to lighten the mood.

But much to my displeasure, it didn't work. Instead, she tore her eyes away from her shoes and stared at me with a frown. I hate seeing her frown, dang it.

"Kati, you know that'd never happen to. Me liking someone is impossible." I scoffed.

"You didn't even seem bothered by his confession earlier." She raised an eyebrow.

"Well duh, I was scared that you'd blow up on me again." I shrugged.

Frowning, she said, "Oh Abee, I'm so sorry for shouting at you earlier."

"It's okay, Kati. I know you're just stressed and stuff." I said hugging her.

...

The right back home was silent. Mainly because I rode with Johan this time and not with the guys. Sweden's a really beautiful place. When we stopped at a red light, I saw the girl from the studio earlier at some alleyway, a group of boys cornering her. Panicking, I ran out of the car and straight to her.

"Abee!" I heard Johan shout but I need to help her.

"You need to learn to watch the words the come out of your mouth, bitch!" The guy said.

Okay, Tyvvah. There are three guys and there's only you. I can do this.

"I think you're the one who needs to watch the things that come out of your mouth." I said making them turn around.

Crossing my arms and leaning my hips to the right, I smiled sweetly at them. When the girl peeked her head from the back of the guy, her eyes immediately widened. A worried look appearing on her face as she shook her head at me.

"Well, hello there." The guy smirked.

Looking calm, I walked towards him. Smiling, I put my hand out for him to shake.

Tyvvah, just what the heck are you planning on doing?

"I'm Tyvvah." I said.

Shake my hand and you'll regret it.

"Elias." He winked.

As soon as he held my hand, I pulled his arm making him lean towards me as my knee made contact with his stomach. Groaning, he bent over which gave me a chance to twist his hand behind him and pushed him to the ground, adrenaline kicking in.

"Get her!" He groaned.

Looking at the other two, one of them tied the girls hands together at the ladder behind her and the other made his way over to me.

Okay, I can do this.

When I was about to run past the guy, someone held my ankle, preventing me to do so. Faceplanting on the ground, I didn't expect the impact so my forehead hit the ground. Luckily, I held out my hands in front of me. Groaning, I lifted my head up only have it being pulled up my hair, brining me to my feet.

"Stop!" I heard the girl scream.

Then, he turned me around to face him with a creepy smirk. He fisted my hair even tighter which made me close my eyes from the pain. Suddenly, I was thrown to the side, this time I wasn't able to do anything to prevent the fall.

"Hey!" A familiar voice shouted.

Looking to the right, I saw the person I least expected to appear.