Stuck in the Middle

I ask Thomas to take me to the convention. He tells me that it's no problem at all. He hands me an envelope and tells me Lana has ordered him to give it to me. So, asking him what it is won't help.

I feel kind of bad that Lana spends money on me and lets her driver drive me around. Normally it would bother me more than it does now, because I am just glad I have the company. The morning panel probably already started, but I don't exactly care. I have bigger problems.

The first panel is with Michael, Robbie and Giles. The driver drops me off at the entrance where Bobby and Emilie stand. Security is coming towards me and I hide behind Thomas who came out of the car too. He whispers something to the security guys and they let me pass. I cling to Thomas' arm when Bobby looks at me and arches his brow. Emilie walks towards us but seems to hesitate when she looks at Thomas. I pull on his arm and stop. Emilie stops hesitating and walks up to us. She rubs my back and asks me if I'm okay. I freeze under her touch. She pulls back as if I was on fire.

"I'm sorry", I say when she looks at me with big eyes. "She's had a rough couple of days", Thomas adds with a reassuring smile to Emilie.

Emilie just smiles for a second. "Thomas, I'll just take her with me. You don't have to do this." Emilie reaches out for my hand. I hesitate for a split second before I take it. She pulls me closer and we walk inside the building.

Emilie and I talk about our picture yesterday. I was bummed about our pose being screwed up. She offers to take a picture with me now. I look at her in disbelief and say I'd love that. I pull out my phone and realize it's dead. I'm glad I brought my powerbank. I pull that out. Emilie grabs her own phone and takes a picture. "I'll send it to you; do you have Twitter?" "Yeah I do, it's @RegalMonster." "I'll send it in DM."

I smile at her and realize she's such an adorable person. She tells me Lana's in her room and she offers to take me there. I ask her how she knows I was going to see Lana. "You came with Thomas, her driver." "Oh...", I said: "I'll see her later... I'm going to the panel now." "Okay, I'll leave you then."
"Thank you Emilie, it means a lot that you care. Really, thank you for everything, you made me feel way better." "No problem, just take care of yourself."