Music blares into my ears. My vision fades in and out of consciousness. Inhaling the smell of greasy burgers and the sizzle of sausages. Grass and daisies covered by beer cans, people dancing to that band who no one knows. Everybody having a good time, everybody but me.
Grumbling. My hunger pains became worse across the night. I was shocked and generally surprised at the fact Matt didn't force feed me when i didn't eat the burger. For which i was glad about. I haven't ate a thing all day! I was so happy! But now, i just feel sick. All this dancing on an empty stomach, my head ached and my stomach throbbed. Flashes off black came before me. Matt went to go and get us a drink. Maybe that would make me feel better, maybe. He seemed to be taking for ever, i wondered vaguely where he went. But i stayed there unable to move. My thoughts disconnected me from the rest off the world.
He's not coming back.
Why would he want you.
My sick and twisted subconscious snarled at me which i tried to ignore but i had a gut feeling that it could be true. I'd been waiting by myself for ages, i was lost.
I twirled my hair between my fingers to try and make time go faster, he still wasn't here, where was he? I finally got up and paced around the camping chair i put up earlier. He still wasn't here. I glanced at my iphone 8:55pm, where is he? I couldn't keep still. I called him again. Still no answer. 5 missed calls from me Matt! Why won't you answer. I hoped he was okay. I didn't want to wonder off incase he come back looking for me, but he has been gone too long. I wasn't sure when he left but it feels like its been hours. I try to mentally figure out when he left. I'm pretty sure it was when the Arctic Monkeys was on. When was that though? My head ache got worse as i tried to figure out when he left. I can't wait here, he might need me. I decided to go and look for him.
I reached the nearest bar, a man stood there wearing some ray bans with longish greasy brown hair. His stubble just touched his neck.
"Hmm, excuse me can you tell me when the Arctic Monkeys played?"
"It was about 1 hour ago." His husky low voice echoed in my head. Matt wasn't at the bar. He wasn't back at the chair. Where was he? I think i just fainted into a million tiny pieces, as i dialled him again and again. Where was he?
I start to run down the ongoing path. He was still no where to be seen. My heart started beating fast out of my chest it was now 9:30pm, i still couldn't find him.
I wondered the festival grounds, time and time again looking for him. Did he leave me? Of course not he wouldn't do that. Then where is he now. A huge pain throbbed in my chest as my heart fastened, i was still running. Suddenly, my legs buckled beneath me and i was gone. Black everything was black.
