Sweet Dreams Tennessee

Bloody Tiles and Shattered Hearts

Goddamn did that make me feel like a badass. Revenge is a dish best served cold. He then released me and stepped in the white subway tile toilet. I heard his fist connect with the wall.

"Alex are you ok?" I panicked because judged on the sound he was punching hard. No response so I opened the door. He was looking at himself in the mirror. Sweaty faced, hair fallen out of place, eyes red and jaw clenched. The blood on his hands dripped into the sink.

"I'm sorry." He spat. "I'm really sorry."

What? "Why are you sorry?" I felt lightheaded and as though the room began to spin.

"I'm sorry that I spend every fucking minute of every fucking day with all of the fucking power in my entire fucking body trying to fucking hate you Tenny." He yelled but began to sob after the words left his mouth. Shoulders and jaws relaxed.

"Hey" I said grabbing his chin to face me. He turned away; unable to look me in the eyes. "Talk to me Al please." I watched as his jaw returned to the same stressed position.

He got up fixed his hair in the mirror and winced as the cold water took the blood from his hands. As he left the toilet his bloodied knuckles whipped his leather jacket into place. I reached for his wrist out of pure and blissful desperation. I clung to the cool leather of his outerwear.

"Can we talk about this. I don't understand what's going on." I begged practically on my knees trying to understand what the fuck was going on in his beautiful mind.

"No." He states coldly as he rips his wrist from my grasp. My eyes start to fill with tears.

"Alex please talk to me. You're scaring me." His face filled with rage and you could almost see the steam coming out his ears.

"I'm done talking to you! I don't ever want to see you, speak to you, or even hear your fucking name ever again! And I mean that Tenny. Stay the fuck away from me!" My heart shattered into a million pieces. I sprinted out the pub as fast as I could. Into the bus and into my bed. Screaming and bawling my eyes out into my pillow. Purely confused about how any of this was my fault.

Footsteps came from outside the vehicle. Then through the door. Then towards me and my bed.

"Get the fuck away from me Alex. I don't want to hear any bullshit apology or excuse." I was completely and utterly done with Alex Turner.

"Nice try doll but you've got the wrong guy." Matt. Matt's voice. Oh my god Matt. He saw all of that didn't he.

"Matt I'm so sorry I'm fine I promise. I didn't mean to cause such a big scene."

"Tennessee you did absolutely nothing wrong. Alex's flipped his fucking lid" he lamented

"But it's because of me. Go perform Matt have fun I love you I'm fine." I added in response. He hesitantly left, and I figured he didn't really know what to say. Matt's not very good at comforting people but that's alright because I'm not either.

Alex said he never wanted to see me so I didn't go to the show, and I don't remember the set list but I can safely say the new enigmatic song.