Rejects (l.h.)

18- There is no finding me.

Present day
Kristina's POV...

I run down the hallways and pass doors and other hallways. I don't know how to leave! I turn at the next right. There is an exit sign ten feet in front of me. I am almost safe. I wish I wasn't such a coward! Why can't I stand up to Chloe like I did with Jack that one time? I push the door open and hit someone tall. NO. "I'm sorry," he says and then pauses. He stares at me, "I'm Luke." He finally says. Expecting me to answer with my name, I nod and run around him. Lucas never fixed his elephant running. He was chasing me! Run faster! You do this all the time... run away from your problems. "Stop!" he yells to me. I stop. It's like my feet just magically glue to the ground. He runs into me. Luke didn't think I was going to stop. "What is your name and why are you running away? What does that sign say?" he asks. He always asks so many questions. I turn around. He furrows his brows. He doesn't recognize me. This is perfect!
"My name is..." I pause for a moment. I can't think!
"Did you forget your name?" he laughs. Shit.
"No," I say with a fake chuckle. Can he see through me? Can he tell I am in trouble? No, he can't! "My name is... Molly." Why that name? That was the name of his dog and my dog!
"Why are you running?" he asks.
STOP ASKING SO MANY QUESTIONS! "I... uh... was trying to run back to line!" I say sure of myself. He nods at me.
"I see you have a back stage pass..." he paused. DON'T READ MY SIGN! "Come with me. You can sit in my dressing room with me. You could also meet my girlfriend!"

He puts his hand around my waist pulling me with him. I was so close! We are just a few more feet away from the door. Could I still run? I slip out of his arms. I wish I didn't, but I don't want to die. Chloe is evil. Before I know it, we are back inside turning and twisting around the building.

"In here is the dressing room!" he says. Chloe is across the room. My face burns with me being terrified. The door is still open behind me. Chloe hasn't seen me yet. She is stuffing her face with food. I can run. Luke has let go of me by now. I drop the yellow sign and dart out the door and take the soonest turn possible. "Molly!" I hear Luke yell. I tune out all sounds, except for my breath. My face is burning.


I am back outside. I jump in line with Hannah. She stares at me. "You don't look too good," she says.
"Sorry!" I throw my hands up out of breath. I bend over and she rests her hand on my back as I breath hard. I didn't run far, just fast. I used to be one of the fastest sprinters in my class (By the way!).
"What happened to you?" she asks.
"Luke... Chloe... JUST KILL ME!" I yell and collapse into the fetal position. I start bawling my eyes out. Some look at me. I don't handle threats great. I don't think anyone handles threats great, now that I think about it. Hannah has her hand resting on my shoulder. I feel like the 17 year old me again. That was not flattering. I am a grown woman, why am I acting like this?



I soon calmed down and the line started to inch forward. We were going in for general admission. We head to the pits, by "we" I mean me and Hannah. We get to the pit and stand in section two. Shit, Ashton is going to be looking for me! Incorrect, he is looking for the stupid yellow sign I had. Haha! Luke has it. LUKE HAS IT!!!!!!!! SHIT! I have been exposed and no more breathing for me! Seriously, "Lucas, I knew you had talent. :)" if that isn't obvious I don't know what is. You know what, I don't care anymore! I am staying here and I am going to watch this concert! FU Chloe. You turd bucket. I feel kinda dirty. Oh well!

The beating of drums interrupts my thoughts. There's Ashton. Then the strumming of guitar appears. Along with the beginning of the bass guitar, they come out from back stage. They start with "What I Like About You" by The Romantics. Lucas doesn't seem the happiest, I know what that looks like, but he doesn't look awfully sad either. What kind of emotion is this? "Bitch!" The voice yelling this is pissed and this is directed toward me. I can tell in the direction it is coming from. The sound and voice alone seems like it is Chloe. Ding, ding, ding! We have a winner! "I thought I told you to leave." She stares at me with a stern eye. Great Jesus Lord! I wish I had enough confidence to tell her to go away! I don't have that though. "Why are you still here?" I shrug. No, gain some confidence!
"I thought I should..." great, I am weak. "I thought I should be allowed to enjoy a concert that I won tickets to." My voice fades at the end of that last phrase.
"Pft. You are pathetic. A pathetic creature even." Ow. That hurt. She knows that it hurt me too.

One moment I am looking at her and the next I am spinning around on my toes. My jaw is in much pain and my head is turning in thoughts. Comprehending that Chloe punched me in the face I dash out of the crowd. Some how she managed to jump the barricade that once separated us. Why am I being chased so much today? I get out into the main lobby. It is deserted, no one is here. I stop dead in my tracks and turn to face her. "You so desperately want Luke, you can have him! I don't even care! Have him all to yourself! He doesn't even remember me! I don't know why you care. It's not like he cares about me anymore. This was a waist of time. I am going home. Have fun with him."
"What do you mean he doesn't remember you? He talks about you all the time!" She exclaims, I know she doesn't believe me. The saddest thing is, I am telling the truth.
"Chloe, he didn't recognize me!"
"That was you! You are Molly!" she screams taking a step closer and folding her arms. Yep, I am dead.
"Yeah that's me!" I say. I throw my arms out into a 't' position. I am about to say, fight me! but I am pretty sure I would lose. I let my arms drop and she swings. Oh boy. I dash outside before she can even blink. I am around the corner by the time she is outside.

My butt hits the cold concrete. Definitely ran into something. I can be so clumsy sometimes. "AY! Be careful you!" Calum says jokingly. CALUM! No. "I know you." he says getting serious and jumping to conclusions.
"That's nice," I say, "Don't you have a concert to be preforming?" I ask. I try to push around him. He blocks me from getting around.
He nods, "Technical difficulties. Um, I am almost positive I have seen you before!" I shake my head at him. He grabs my arms and pulls me inside the venue. "You're Kris!" He yells. My forehead lands in my palm. He smiles, he knows it's me.
"Calum, don't you think if I wanted to be found I would have told you?" I yell to him. "Hear me out here, Chloe is after me and Luke cannot know I am here, got it?" he just nods. He is lying.
"LUKE!" he darts off down the hallway pulling me with him.
"Calum no!" I yell to him, "Please don't do this!" I drag my feet on the ground to slow him down. I then collapse in a ball and start to cry. I finally make him stop. He bends down to me.
"I thought you would want to see Luke, because he can protect you from anything Chloe can do." he sits down next to me.
I shake my head and spit out, "That is what I am afraid of. Luke has always known me as the one who can do it herself until she gets hurt. I don't want him to do this. Even if he likes Chloe." I say between sobs.
"Kris, Chloe and Luke are a publicity stunt. Luke hasn't had a girlfriend in a long time, they got to keep us in the news. Even if it means adding a little drama to our lives."
"Then why does Chloe love Luke so much?" I ask. Now I am concerned.
"Luke has that effect on girls, I'm sure you can relate to that." He smiles and laughs. I punch his shoulder lightly with a small grin.


"What do you want Calum?" Luke screams down the hallway. We look up and there is a look of curiosity on his face. "Who is that? We are back on in five minutes. Who is that?" he asks. Calum and I exchange looks. His eyes say, 'let's tell him' but his expression says, 'your move'.
I stand up and say, "Hey Lucas."