It was funny how a situation like that could make people any closer. But it did. It actually made me and Pattinson closer; whom I decided that I would be calling just Rob from now. I felt some strange bond with him, like I could trust him with any confession that I made to him.

However, I knew that Michael wouldn't just give up like that. Just because I had told him it was over, certainly didn't mean that I was free to move on. Not by a long shot.

Tasha was round with me after we filmed a few of the other scenes, which included the remaining of the fight scene, and the last of the biology scenes. Tomorrow was the meadow scenes, but I didn't feel nervous to do them, not anymore. There wasn't the same awkwardness around me and Robert as there was yesterday. It had all changed for the better. He was my very best friend now.

'So tell me what's going on with you and Robert. I want all the gossip.' Tasha ordered, winking at me, as if there was something going on between me and Rob or something.

'Ur…where's Rachael?' I asked, changing the subject. I didn't really want to be talking about this at the minute.

'Shopping…don't change the subject. Come on; tell me!' She ordered, giggling playfully. I rolled my eyes.

'There isn't really anything to tell. Yesterday I found out that Michael was having an affair with Lauren, and Robert came in and found me crying.' I shrugged. 'We're sort of friends now though.' I admitted.

When I didn't get a reaction from Tasha, I looked at her, confused. She was watching me, shocked. 'Are you kidding me? He actually cheated on you, with her? After Robert?' She asked me, more shocked than I had been.

I nodded. 'She was seeing both of them.'

She frowned, shaking her head. 'Well…what can I say? If I see her, I certainly won't be holding back.' I laughed, unable to stop myself.

'Thanks, Tasha.' Truth was she always managed to cheer me up. And I was more than grateful to that fact right now.

'Hang on a minute,' Tasha whispered. I watched her as she pressed her lips together. 'Well I'm not having that.' She decided angrily.

'What do you mean?' I asked her, confused.

'Last night, I saw Michael and Lauren out clubbing. I presumed that you knew, and that they were just friends…clearly I was wrong.' She huffed, still angry.

'Wait up a second…they were actually together?' I asked, with as much disgust in my voice as Tasha had in hers.

'Yep, and I think it's about time you told the little fuck where to get off.' Tasha decided, just as angry as me.

She was right, of course. There was no way I was going to let Michael off with this one. Marijuana, I could take, his snide comments, I could take. But no way was I going to let him cheat on me and get away with it; especially not with that tart.

'That's it!' I growled, letting my temper get the best of me, like Tasha already had. It was too easy for me to let my temper get the better of me. I followed her out of the door, after getting my key, hell-bent on revenge.

I ignored Robert, even though it looked as though he was coming to see me, determined to walk past him, and kill Michael and Lauren. I had a feeling that Robert wouldn't leave it, but I didn't care. I had to go and officially end it with Michael; just in case he got the wrong idea and all, and tried to deny that it didn't happen between them, when I knew it had. Tasha wouldn't lie to me about anything like that. She was my very best friend, like Rachael, Kirsty, Nikki and the rest.

'Where are you going?' Robert asked me confused, as I stormed past him with as much speed as possible.

'To kill Michael and Lauren.' Tasha answered for me; sounding so smug.

'Whoa, wait up.' Robert called, running to catch us up.

He pulled on my arm, stopping me from walking any further. 'I'm going to see Michael, and all I'm going to do is speak to him.' I promised, even though I had no intention to. I was too angry to keep calm right now. I would regret it later instead.

'Well I'll come with you. I don't want him to stir up any more trouble than he already had.' I didn't care. I just nodded, caring only about finding Michael and killing him…slowly.

***

However, as soon as I saw Michael downstairs in the empty hotel bar, my courage calmed, and all I could do was stand, and watch him flirting with a blonde girl; though it definitely wasn't Lauren. My heart felt like it was being ripped out by him.

I couldn't stand to see him flirting with someone else. I still loved him like the day that I had first met Michael. I was beyond stupid; he didn't deserve to have me. I cared about him too much, and he didn't give a damn about the hurt he did to anyone else.

But Tasha certainly wasn't holding back. She huffed, before going over to him, as I stood; frozen to the spot, unsure of what to do. It didn't feel as though I was really there. It felt like this was all some kind of horrible, strange dream.

'Michael, you fucking twat!' She shouted. He looked away to Tasha just in time, before her fist went flying through the air, and punching him.

I laughed; I couldn't actually stop myself. The shocked expression on his face that was on Tasha was enough to make anyone laugh. Tasha grinned in triumph at me as she realized that she made me laugh. 'Fucking bitch,' Michael muttered, heading towards her.

'Uh; not likely mate.' Kellan warned him, stepping in front of Tasha, as if she couldn't actually look after herself. He obviously didn't know our Tasha. Robert stayed by my side the whole time, watching my expression as if I was going to burst into tears at any moment; which was probably bound to happen soon enough; knowing me.

'And incase that wasn't clear enough for you, that was from me to you, from Kristen; it's over, now leave her the fuck alone!' Tasha warned him. I smiled in pride.

'Are you alright?' Robert asked me, as a single tear let me down and fell from my right eye. I nodded, allowing him to wipe the silly, little tear away.

'He's not worth your tears.' He stated simply, successfully pulling me into his arms, as Kellan dragged Michael out of the hotel room doors.

***