Once backstage, Lyss tried to take off as fast as she could, yet Joe followed quickly behind.

"Lyss, please wait!" He said trying to catch up with her.

"Now why would I do that Joe? To give you a moment to disrespect me again?" She spat out. Not skipping a beat.

"No, to hear me out Lyss. I was an idiot. I should have never said any of those things. It should have never even left my lips."

Lyss rolled her eyes, and gave a small yet angry giggle.

"You know what Joe, I was so excited to be working with you. I was so excited to have a friend around here. Yet, just like all men-.." She cut herself off to gather her wording, then continued. Choking on her words a bit.

"-Just like all men, you look at me like an object and not a person. You only want to have one thing with me, you want to make me yours until a new target shows up. I thought we could have a friendship Joe, I REALLY did. Yet now, all I want is for this line to be over so I can move on with my life."

Joes head fell, his lips silent. He tried to gather his words, yet nothing came out.

"Just as I thought, you're not even a man Joe. You're a joke, you can't even look into my eyes while I'm spilling my heart out. I'm going back to the room, I'll catch a ride with someone else. I'm over this conversation... AND YOU." She spat through gritting teeth.

Lyss had never felt more hurt by someone she barely knew. He used to give her butterflies, now they feel more like moths. Lazy and annoying. She wanted out of this awkward situation, so she turned on her heels and booked it. She caught a ride with Jon and Renee.

Both knowing the situation, didn't speak of it. They stayed silent the whole ride, while listening to Lyss's quiet sobs. Jon felt worst, knowing that he was a part of the reason those tears were falling..

*In the hotel room*

Lyss sat on the couch, eating a late dinner and watching cartoons on the television. Anything that she thought could keep her mind off of things.

The show had ended about 3 hours ago, and Joe still wasn't back in the room. While she wanted to be angry, and she wanted to hate him. She couldn't help but worry about him, and where he was.

She picked up her phone and sent a few texts out, hoping someone, anyone could tell her if they've seen him.

Suddenly, a text came through. It was Joe.

J-" Lyss?"

L-" What?"

J-" Please, please just hear me out."

L-" Joe, I can't. You made me feel so small. Like I'm not good enough"

J-" I swear to you, that was never my intention. I told you that. I want a friendship more then anything. Earlier you said I looked at you as an object.. That's not even close to the truth. I see you as a beautiful woman, as a sweet soul. I know I can't take those words back, yet I would like to try and restart this. Please Lyss, I promise you... I'll make this right.."

Lyss stared at her phone for what seemed like hours. How could one man, a man she met not to long ago make her feel so conflicted. While denying everything, deep down she knew that she wanted to get to know Joe on a different level. Potentially on a relationship level. Yet she knew that would never happen. She knew she could only dream. She picked up the phone and sent a text back.

L-" Just come back to the hotel. We can attempt to talk about things. I'm not making any promises though."

*DING!*

The phone went off not even 6 seconds later.

J-" I promise, I'll be there in 5 minutes tops"

She shook her head, what was she doing? Who was she fooling? She had hoped he came back, and now he's on his way. She can't even get her words or anger together. She's gatta think of something..

And FAST.