Warped Love

4.

12 missed calls, 4 new messages. Oh my god Parker.

"Did somebody die?" I ask Parker over the phone. "NO BUT YOU DIDN'T TELL ME WHERE YOU WENT AND I HAVE BEEN WORRIED SICK ABOUT YOU I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD IN AN ALLEY." I just laugh. "Oh, Parker. I'm fine, we were watching a movie. No big deal." Michael points to the bathroom and I shake my head. I whisper "keys" and take them while he goes to the bathroom. I walk out of the theatre, passing Abigail as she gives me a dirty look. I flip her off and smile. I start to walk towards his car, it is literally deserted out here. "Look, Park, I'm gonna go. We're about to leave so-" "Hey there, Shelby." No, this is not fucking happening. Stay calm, Shelby. Don't be afraid of him. "Why the hell are you following me, Kevin? Leave me the fuck alone." I still have the phone up to my ear. "Shelby?? What is going on? Is he really there?" I hang up and slide my phone into my back pocket. "Did you really think that having me thrown out of Warped tour was going to stop me from finding you? You looked so good on stage. I really wish we could work things out." He starts to walk towards me. I start to slowly walk over to the car. "Go away, Kevin. I ended the relationship. Which means stop following me everywhere." I say, my voice trembling. The memories are starting to come back. Him being so sweet and getting me flowers and surprising me at work. Then behind closed doors.. He would hit me, kick me, throw things at me, and be overprotective. He needed to know where I was at all times. I put up with that for 3 years, before I finally ended it. We went on tour, I was living my dream. Then he started showing up at gigs. I never felt safe. "So who is that guy that you posted on Instagram? Hm? Is that your new boyfriend? Well I'm your only boyfriend. But oh look, your black eyes are gone. Maybe I should make them purple again." He starts to close in on me and I'm pinned to the car. He starts to grab me and touch my sides and arms. Please God, make this stop. "HEY! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" I turn my head to see Michael running over to me. Thank you God. "GET THE FUCK OFF HER!" Michael runs up to Kevin and punches him in the nose. Kevin falls to the ground, mumbling some swear words and clutching his face. Michael & I jump into the car and he starts to drive to go back to his hotel. I silently cry while Michael holds my hand and doesn't ask any questions. I text Parker so that she doesn't worry about me. "Hey, I'm fine. I'll talk to you tomorrow."