ON HOLD:Ethereal Elle

Chapter Fourteen, Street Lights

Elle waited patiently for Imogen to get to her, trying to build up her confidence by repeating to herself that she was strong and capable of handling anything.

"Shit.. I'm not capable" She muttered out loud before looking back to realise that Robyn had wandered off, leaving her alone to deal with the confrontation.

"Hey, hey bitch!" Imogen shouted as she approached Elle, Elle turned to face her and instantly put up a mask. She crossed her arms, glared at Imogen with an expressionless face and let the anxiety begin to take over inside.

"I'm not a bitch" She muttered angrily, Imogen laughed at her response before popping Elles personal space bubble and getting real close.

"Ace doesn't like you, he never fucking will. So why don't you just go back to your bedroom where you create shit art that nobody looks at, hm?" Imogen spoke with aggression, her jaw was clenched tightly and her eyes filled with rage. This confused Elle deeply, if Imogen is just using Ace then why does she care if he moves on? Elle stared at her in shock, it was clear that Imogen was unaware of how worked up she'd got. She slowly backed away from Elle, glanced down at the ground, fixed her hair quickly and turned away.

"Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?!" Robyn shouted from across the bar, she marched over while giving Imogen a death glare. Elle sighed deeply before needing to pull Robyn away from Imogen. Robyn began throwing insults at Imogen as Elle grabbed her by the arms and dragged her to the other side of the bar.

Elle glanced back at Imogen to see her just standing there in confusion at her own actions and emotions. Imogen glanced up and caught Elle staring at her with a face full of fear. Elle was mad and upset at what Imogen had said to her, she knew Imogen was a shit person but she didn't want Robyn to get up in Imogens face now that she was confused and afraid. While if it was me in this situation, the bar would now be a boxing ring and I'd have blood on my fists.

"What did she say to you? Was she rude? I saw her all up in your face" Robyn asked Elle as they sat down at the other side of the bar. Elle was unable to hear Aces second song now because of all the drama going on, which made her even more mad. Robyn continued to ask questions she didn't want to answer as she squinted her eyes and tried her best to hear Ace singing. He looked up during his song at the spot she was sitting in beforehand, when he couldn't see her a worried expression fell on his face. Elle could see this from across the room, her eyes widened in shock.

Robyn continued to pester Elle for answers on what Imogens deal was and if she needed somebody to knock some sense into her "theatre brain". Elle ignored her every word and focused all of her attention on the boy who had now made a comfortable spot for himself in her head. And he wasnt leaving there anytime soon, she knew that.

Ace had finished his set, he bowed his head slightly and thanked the crowd for listening to him. His 'friends' sat next to the stage, they didn't applaud or even look at Ace. But looked around the room at all of the people, or should I just say the girls.

Robyn had now given up with Elle and walked off into the crowds to find Leah, which didn't bother Elle at all. At this point she wanted to be alone, there were so many things flying through her head. If Imogen was right about Ace never liking Elle, then why did he give off this vibe that suggested he was curious about her? She knew for sure that she felt it when in his presence, it wasn't a lovesick hopeful girl seeing things that weren't there.

"Boo" A voice appeared behind Elle as she was deep in thought. She jumped and turned around to see Ace smiling widely. At first she questioned telling him that she needed to leave, making an excuse instead of confessing that she was afraid of Imogen and her unexplainable rage.