Becca
It all happened in a whirlwind of fury. I couldn't remember whether it was a slap or a punch. I don't even remember what he said after I did It. It was Monday after my class and I was still fuming over what had happened at Saturday rehearsal. I walked out of the mezzanine and began to climb the stairs towards the dressing room where I would grab my stuff and leave. As I reached the top of the stairs I felt a familiar hand wrap around mine. I turned my head to see Joe pulling me into the TLS room. Before I could even refuse, we are already in the room. For what felt like hours we stood there in silence. He stood there staring at me, my face to the ground. Suddenly my face began to grow hot again, just like it had in the ballroom on Saturday. Everything from that moment came rushing back to me as I remembered what Joe had done. Tears started to form in my eyes as I remembered the whispers around the room. I took a step forward to leave the room so he wouldn't see me cry but his body moved to stand in my path. He started to speak but my hand had stopped him. My hand across his face. Suddenly the blind fury that had lead me to hit him, quickly disappeared. Especially since as soon as my hand had hit his face I heard a loud gasp come from the open door. I whipped my head in the direction of the noise to see Becks standing directly in the middle of the doorway. Thanking God in my head that it was only Becks I took the chance and flew past her out of the door. Now I'm sitting in the dressing room, blinking back tears. I know in a few minutes Becks will come to check on me, and I'm hoping she'll have told Joe off for what he keeps doing to me. It's tearing me apart. One more time like this, and I'll come completely undone.
Becks
I step out of the dressing room just in time to see Joe head towards the stairs. I pause for a second, pondering my choices, then make up my mind to go after him. I turn the corner and see Joe grab Becca's hand and pull her into the TLS room. She lets him pull her, but I think it's only because he managed to surprise her. I follow them and stand in the doorway, watching them watch each other. A blush spreads over Becca's face as she stares at the ground, and Joe seems to be having an internal struggle with himself. Seeming to decide she can't be around him for another second, Becca takes a step towards the door. Joe moves into her way like he was expecting it, and finally opens his mouth. "Becca, I--" is all he manages to get out before her hand stops him. Her hand slaps him right across his mouth and cheek, and I gasp involuntarily, even though I was halfway expecting it. Becca turns to me in horror, seems to relax slightly as she realizes it's me, but then tenses as if remembering what just happened and runs past me out the door. I let her go. I have something more important to take care of. Staring him down, I advance on Joe. His eyes get wide and he takes a step back. I stop walking but keep my face stony. "That's strike two," I say. "One more, and you're out. Keep hurting her like this, and you won't know what hit you." He nods, his face expressionless, but I can see from his eyes that he understands what I'm saying. He actually has a chance with Becca, but so far he's not taking it. I turn on my heel and leave, headed to the dressing room to check on Becca.
