Adrea opened the door to the so-called office she had at that venue. Chris was playing Barbies with Hailee.

“Chris take Hailee into YOUR dressing room to play with them. I need to talk with Sarah alone.” Adrea said

Chris got up and helped Hailee with the Barbies.

“Okay mommy, we’ll be in Chris’ dressing room.” Chris said in a little girl voice as he and Hailee made their way out of the room and to his dressing room.

Adrea waited for the door to click shut before she spoke up.

“Sarah, what happen?” Adrea asked handing the crying girl a tissue.

“He was basically calling me a slut.” Sarah said sniffling

“Why did you slam his head into the ground?” Adrea asked

“All day and week he had been an ass to me. You know this because I’m always crying to you. In the room when he was saying those things to me, in front of the guys and my brother. He just pushed all the wrong buttons. I don’t know what happened. I remember sitting on the couch and the next thing I knew I was trying to chock him to death, when that didn’t work I was slapping his face, clawing at it. When that didn’t work, we had already fallen on the ground. JC was crying to get me off him and I just wanted him dead. I got my hands just right on his head and slammed it. I would have done it more then once if Mitch didn’t show up and pull me off him.” Sarah said through tears.

“Come here.” Adrea said taking Sarah into a tight hug.

“He kept calling me a cheap whore, that Trevor was paying me.” Sarah cried, her shoulders were bouncing with ever sniffle and tear. “It was like he can’t stand me any more. We used to be best friends, 8 years of closeness and then one day, he snaps.” She added

“What did he all say, if you don’t mind telling. Some times it helps to talk.” Adrea said

“He said I was a 5 cent whore, because I called Britney it. Dre, he knows I wouldn’t do anything like that with any man. HE knows this! I’ve always told him that! That has been the way I am my whole life. For him to stoop so low and call me a whore, all because I said Britney was. He don’t even like Britney why the hell do you think he wants all this to happen.” Sarah said running her hands over her face and through her hair.

She had a pain in her chest, it was from crying and not being able to get enough breath in.

“JC was on his side. He helps Justin in everything. I bet if I didn’t attack Justin then and there, JC would have taken Justin’s side on all of the words we shared.” Sarah said through her tears blowing her nose.

“That’s not true, JC loves you, he even yelled at Justin for yelling at you today.” Adrea said holding Sarah’s hand, trying to reassure her.

“I wanted to kill him. Something came over me. I wanted him dead; I don’t want him dead Adrea. Something inside of me just wanted to kill him. Make him shut up, he knows me and he knows that I’m nothing he said I was. Yet he still said it to me… Adrea he stills kept calling me it. A slut, or was it just replaying over in my head. I’m not sure I just couldn’t handle him saying anything more to me.” Sarah said, her hands were shaking hard.

“You were upset that is all. You were upset, you two are close, or were close and hearing him say those things hurt you.” Adrea said taking Sarah in for another hug.

Just then the door opened and JC walked in. His shoulders were slumped over and became even more slumped over seeing his sister crying and his girl friend giving her a hug.

“They…. They are uh… taking Justin up to the hospital.” JC said walking in even more.

Sarah looked up and never once looked at JC, she looked at Adrea and let out a harder cry.

She really truly didn’t mean to hurt Justin like that. She was really not her self, with him being that mean and harsh to her.

“Do you two want to come or stay? Chris said he’d be glade to stay with Hailee…” JC started pointing to the door with his thumb.

“I…I… don’t… think…think…. I…should…go…go… with, what if…if he…he presses charges… charges…. On me?” Sarah stuttered holding onto Adrea tighter, for dear life.

“No, Sarah he isn’t pressing charges, they asked him already. He isn’t doing anything.” JC said pulling her out of Adrea’s arms and into his for a hug.

“Sarah come on let’s go. So you can see that he is fine. It’s a good half hour to the hospital, you can take a nap in the car.” Adrea said biting her upper lip.

“No, I’ll stay here with Hailee and Chris.” Sarah said trying to catch her breath back.

“Hailee is coming with, there is no way in hell she is staying in this place with out me. You are coming with as is JC and Chris. We all are going to be there.” Adrea said pulling her coat on.

Sarah didn’t say anything more, she just sat in the chair she was in while JC and Adrea got Hailee ready to leave. Chris came into the room and grabbed Sarah’s hand.

“You gave him one hell of a blow.” Chris said trying to make Sarah’s frown turn upside down.

They pulled up to the hospital 35 minutes later. Sarah had cried her self to sleep. Hailee talked Chris into playing Barbies on a road trip. Adrea chewed on his finger and JC’s legs bounced up and down the whole ride up.

JC woke Sarah up from her sleep. Her eyes were bloods shot red. News reporters were already out side the hospital, after word got out that the concert that was going to be taking place in an hour was canceled, all fans would get their money back.

They walked into the hospital, Sarah was happy not to have to talk. Adrea had sent the faxes out before she knew what was going on only a few doors down. JC spotted Joey and Lance sitting on some benches talking to some nurses about nothing but stuff.

“Can we see him?” JC asked walking up to Joey and Lance.

“Yeah, he said he didn’t want anyone in there.” Lance said

“Which means, he gets what he wants.” Joey rolled his eyes.

“Well I don’t care, if I was made to come down here, then I’m going to go in there.” Sarah glared as she made her way to the door. She opened it and shut it, locking it.

She didn’t want anyone to come in. She was fine now, anything he said to her she wouldn’t care. She cried all that she could and slept most of it away.

Sarah walked further into the room and seen Justin, his face was looking towards the window, his eyes were closed. He had on the hospital gown. You could see his chest rise and fall with every breath he took.

Justin had a fat lip, scratches on his forehead and cheeks. You could clearly see her hand marks on his left cheek and neck. He had ice on the back of his head.

Sarah sat down in the chair next to him. She couldn’t believe her eyes, she couldn’t believe she did this to him. She couldn’t believe he didn’t press charges, she knew if he would have laid one hand on her she would have got him thrown in jail.

Sarah grabbed a hold of Justin’s hand and scooted her seat so she could rest her head on his arm holding his hand.

A few tears that made it past her eyes dropped down on Justin’s arms. Running and leaving stains. He had been asleep for over an hour.

Sarah cried her self to sleep again, seeing Justin hurt laying in a hospital bed, something she did made her feel even worse.

Justin woke up feeling more weight on his right arm then the other, he looked down and seen the back of Sarah’s head and her hand holding on to his tightly. She was fast asleep resting on his arm.

He didn’t know what to do. He was actually afraid of her, he didn’t know if she was out to kill him.

Justin pulled his hand away from hers and sat up. He looked around and noticed he was in a hospital, wearing a hospital gown. He looked around for some thing anything to call in the nurse to take Sarah away. With all the movement Justin was making, Sarah woke up.

“Justin?” Sarah said taking a deep breath.

Justin stopped what he was doing and looked at her. She could tell in his eyes that he was afraid of her.

“I’m so sorry, you just pushed me to much, and I snapped. I shouldn’t have tried to kill you, I should have went after JC or something, maybe Joey. I’m sure his head could have taken the floor better then your soft one.” Sarah said biting her bottom lip

Justin squinted at her, his vision was still blurry, nevertheless, and it was getting better by the minutes.

Justin ran his hand over his face feeling where she had cut him and where she had busted his lip wide open.

“God you have to believe me Justin, You are my best friend. I wouldn’t wish anything bad on you.” Sarah said grabbing his hand again. She moved her lips to his hand and kissed it once. “I guess I should let you be.” She added standing up.