Rejects (l.h.)

16- No more problems

Present day
Kristina's POV...

SHUT UP! Is it really today? Where is a fork, I need to stab myself so I know I am not dreaming. OUCH! Not dreaming. Five years, five years since I have seen the one and only best friend of mine. I need to calm the hell down and stop fangirling. I grab my poster, tickets, and my bag. I am dressed in my old Nirvana shirt Lucas gave me and a denim jacket. I walk out the door with black jeans and combat boots on. (  )  I hop in my car and drive to the venue with everything I need. I smile the whole way there.

I am three hours early and at least 100 girls are already there.  I park my car and start walking to get in line. Everyone starts to whisper. Do I smell or something? I think I took a shower last night, I can't remember. I hear one girl say, "That is Luke's old friend, she probably got those tickets for free. I wonder what Chloe thinks of her?" Then me being me, I walk up to that girl.
"If you have a question, just ask. Or at least talk a little quieter, I think Chloe could hear you." she smiles at me. "By the way, I won these tickets on a radio contest. If you want to know what Chloe thinks about me, ask her. I don't think she likes me very much."
"Do you know Luke talks about you in interviews all the time?" she asks me.
"No, I didn't know that. I didn't even know he still remembers me. The last time we talked was five years ago." the smile on her face fades away.
"That shirt looks kinda old. Where did you get it?"
"Luke gave it to me for my birthday... five years ago." we stood there in silence for a few moments.
"My name is Hannah. You're Kris, right?"
"That's me!" I smile at her. We stand and talk for a little while longer.

Sound check starts to move and I just stand there. I am not actually going to meet them unless I go crazy and run back stage, which is possible. I am a crazy person. "HEY! Kristina, I told you to back off."
I look at Hannah and say, "Like I said, I don't think she likes me." I smile and she chuckles.
I step out of line and Hannah saves my spot. "You just don't listen do you?" Chloe says.
"Can I ask you a friendly question?" I ask.
She walks faster and gradually gets more angry, "No."
Too bad, "How did you and Luke meet?"
She stops, "That is none of your business!" she huffs and puffs over me. I feel almost everyone who intimidates me is taller than me. That's probably why, they intimidate me.
"They met last year on tour!" Hannah yells to me.
"Thanks!" I yell back. "Do you know who made the first move?"
"Chloe did!"
"Thanks!"
"I'll stop this, it is getting ridiculous. I should have never over reacted." Chloe says.
I smile, "Thank you." I lie, she lies.
"Please come with me, I'll take you to Luke." she says
I look to Hannah who is rapidly nodding her head yes. I shrug my shoulders and follow her. I know what she is doing. I study her. She is tall, beautiful, strong, beautiful, and probably has more talent than I ever will.

We get into a back hallway. She stops, cups her hand around my neck and squeezes. Struggling to breath, I try and pry her hands from my neck. "People have said I am too protective of Luke. If you would like to know the truth, I am scared of you. He would run to you in a heart beat!" She says with confidence. You would never tell she was scared of me by the tone in her voice, "He talks about you in interviews all the time." I still can't breath! "The sad thing is, you are too stupid to follow me! You will never see Luke. You will never tell anyone that I am scared of you because when I am done with you, you most likely will not be breathing!" Honest to god, I though she would just lock me in a room. I could get out of that. I was not prepared for this! She squeezes harder around neck. Stop. Please stop. Why am I saying this, she can't hear me! I am quite surprised I held in this long. She drops me and I land on the floor. " If you see Luke, you don't tell him who you are and you don't say a thing. I swear if you tell anyone, you will never breath again!" I see her walk away from me. She is a blur, but I know it's her. I close my eyes and struggle to breath again. Mind, shut off. Please, just stop. I don't even care about Lucas anymore. I just need oxygen again. Please.

***"Oh my god." I hear, rapid shaking is what I feel. I open my eyes and see Ashton. I jump back and feel the burn of oxygen in my lungs again. I grab my chest and breath little by little. Ashton moves closer. "Don't be scared, I'm Ashton. I wouldn't hurt you." He doesn't remember me, and I know you wouldn't. You would be too scared to hurt me. I wouldn't ever be too scared to hurt you though. I almost did that one time! "Who did this to you?" he asks. I shake my head 'no'. I am not telling him. I am not telling anyone! "You can't speak can you." I could but, it would take too much air from my lungs and I would probably pass out again. I shake my head 'no' once more. "Let me help you stand up." he says. Ashton is a great guy and I really wish he didn't move back to Australia. Adrienne would take him back in a heart beat, I just know it.

I get up and struggle to breath again. I grab my chest. I feel a lot better now. I could speak and probably run if I had to. "I... feel... better..." I choke out. He nods and lets go of me.
"I have to go and get ready for the show. We just finished sound check. Where are you seats?" he asks.
"I have a section in the Pit. Number 2." I say slowly.
He nods and walks way saying, "I'll look for a bright yellow sign in Pit 2."
You won't find it. I think.