Trapped

Back To My Roots Pt. 2

"Hey B! Long time no speak huh? I've been on tour lately, making new music. Its been a fun experience and with the success of Sempiternal, I think bigger things are on the horizon for us." Explained Oliver. Oliver Sykes that is, lead singer of Bring Me The Horizon (BMTH). I met him at a studio session I had doing cover songs of his band. Their songs helped me through a lot, especially the pain and hurt in Oli's voice. He's been through the same thing i've been through; suicidal thoughts,depression just to name a few. "No problem Oli, this album is big, it speaks to a lot of people who are struggling with something bad in their life. Its a good feeling to know that your doing some good in the world. People like us think were just depressed all the time, not happy with life, but its more to it than that. But sooner or later , they will." I explained to him. "Yeah, your right, they will. Anyways, what's up? What do you need?" Oli asked curiously. "I'm going back home, to where I came from, where I came from. Maybe that will give me some clarity, some hope that I can find myself again. Thats home, and i don't ever wanna forget where I came from and I want you to come with me, I don't think I can handle being alone on this one". I explained. Well, that's a start to getting better, but I think I can fit it into my schedule. You can go ahead and fly to Tennessee and make a reservation at the DoubleTree Hotel and i'll be there by tonight after our concert here in Miami. Deal?" Asked Oli. "Deal, i'll see you when you get there. And good luck, I hope its sold out". See you soon". I explained. 'Thanks, I hope so too. See you soon". Oli said and hung up the phone. After that, I packed my bags and went to the airport to board my flight. Good thing I had money enough money. That flight was expensive as hell. God. 5, 6 hrs later, I'd arrived in Chattanooga, Tennessee. My hometown, I've got to admit, I miss this place. This city. I caught a cab to the DoubleTree downtown. It looked so beautiful down there, metro like. Kind of like the sister of Manhattan. Something like that. It didn't take long to get there, though. I paid the cab driver and walked into the double doors of the hotel. It kind of looked like the Marriot but not close enough though. "I have a reservation for Brishanna Smith and Oliver Sykes". I informed the receptionist. "Ahh yes, here is your room key and enjoy your stay." The receptionist informed." Thanks". I said. My room key was 103. I took the elevator to the 3rd floor and as I was walking down the hall to room. My ex was walking right towards me. We stopped dead in our tracks. My heart fell into my stomach. I kind of felt sick to my stomach. She's hurt me so much, I don't even realize her so much. She sees no wrong in what she did to me and its sad. Never got an apology, a hug, nothing. Its sad. Who sits there and lets their girlfriend cry? But oh, that's so called "babying". Making sure everything is alright, comforting your girl is "babying"? Oh okay. I must be in another time in history then. Like I said, our relationship was good. Then it changed. I don't know what that type of relationship that was. Emotionally abusive is the name. Sad isn't it? I know. I lost myself but slowly i'm finding myself, like it or not. I'll never be that person I was when I was with her... I lost myself in that relationship and i'll never do that again. "Hey". She said softly with her head down. "Hi'. I said softly. "I left Darius for you. I'm not over you yet". "Are you serious? I can't believe it. But its too late now. You have very bad timing". I explained. She had this shocked look on her face like she couldn't believe it. How long did she think I was gonna let her continue to hurt me? Make me feel not good enough? Not long, not longer than she might have thought. "You find somebody?' She asked dumbfounded. "Yup, her name is Charlie." I explained. "Oh, I can't wait till she break your heart". She said. "That'll never happen, we good. But I wish the best for you though, I hope you see the wrong in your ways one day. Bye". I said and walked away, leaving her standing there. I checked into my room and fell down on the bed. It was soo comfortable. I don't look at her the same way I used to when we first met. She's changed... I told her that long time ago. Its like she's heartless, cold-hearted. But the people who can't see the change in themselves, are the ones you can't help. They'll see for themselves sooner or later. I wish her the best in life though in the future. Minutes later, I was knocked out. I guess I was just tired. 2 hours later, I woke up to a knock at the door and who it was I wasn't expecting.