they are the hunters, we are the foxes

we cry tears of mascara in the ✨VIP tent ✨

Travis can tell that I am still hesitating. "You don't have to come with me, i don't want to force you.", he says, he probably thinks it's because of him. "No, Travis, I would love to come. But I feel like if I have a good time now, it isn't right. It just feels like betraying Sa...", I wanted to say "betraying Sarah", but wasn't she the one who betrayed me? "I mean, if you have a break-up,  there's two possible things for you to do. You can have a good time with us in the VIP tent and forget about it all, or you can loose yourself in self-pity and cry all night, but you won't experience the Taylor Swift concert you were looking forward for months, am I right?", he says and now he smiles at me. He knows he's right. And it would be even more pathetic to lock myself up at home. I can't even go home, because Sarah is there.
"I can go anywhere I want, anywhere I want just not home"
my swiftie mind is trying to tell me. "Ok, then let's do it! And if you don't mind looking, do you have any alcohol? Normally, I don't drink, but I would love to forget some parts of tonight.", I tell him and he has to laugh. "I am gonna get you a drink, and you can go to Taylor's parents in the meantime. They are really nice, don't worry!", Travis says and pushes me in the direction of the tent, as if I would change my mind on the way. I can't believe it. But out of everything that happened tonight, I guess this isn't even the most bizarre thing!
When I get to the tent, Taylors mom Andrea welcomes me with a big hug. She smells like the Wonderstruck perfume, how cute is that?? Her father Scott is getting me a chair and a plate full of food. It is so delicious, I am in heaven. Andrea Swift is chatting casually with me, and when Taylor finishes her current song, she jumpes up and says excited: "Now we have to light our phones for Marjorie.", as if she hadn't been to almost every concert. I didn't even notice we've reached the song 'marjorie' now, if you remember, it's my favourite song because my granny was also called Marjorie. Shit, I don't want to cry again! I tell Travis the problem and he just laughs. "I always shed a tear or two when this song comes on, don't worry! We can go inside the tent if you want. I mean if you don't want the people to see you cry."
"Would be a good idea, but I bet there are already videos of me on Insta or Tiktok, where I propose to Sarah and she rejects me. So I have no problem anymore with that.", I laugh and turn on my flashlight. While I cry to 'marjorie', I notice Andrea Swift staring at me. I wonder what she's watching and why she is so interested in me crying, but I want to focus on the song. This is my song, I relate to it on so many levels. Maybe she noticed that I was emotionally attached to the song. After the evermore set is over, Andrea comes to me. "You remind me of someone I once knew. I like you, and I am sorry for what happened. You know how we could make it up to you?", she asks me and I look up. "You don't have to apologize for anything!", I say and shake my head to show her it is really not necessary. "It wasn't your fault, it was mine. It is nice of you to let me sit here and eat the food and everything. Really." Andrea laughs and pats my head. "But we can do something to make you feel better, and I know no one in this stadium who would deserve it more than you." Now I know she actually means it and won't change her mind. "And what exactly would that be?", I ask, now I am curious.  "Well, what's your biggest dream? What is the one thing you want more than anything else in the world?", she asks and smiles at me. Now I know where Taylor has her faible for riddles and easter eggs from. I think. "Actually, I am pretty happy right now. I mean, it was my dream to go to The Eras Tour, but now I am here and right now, probably because I am a little drunk, everything's perfect. I really don't know, tell me.", I say to Andrea and take another sip of the drink Travis brought me. He called it the 'Healing Drink'. I have no clue what's in it, but it does the trick. I feel warm and happy and have go giggle everytime someone says something. Scott, Taylors father, always provides me with food and Andrea is a really good company. I feel happy. Never thought this would happen, but yeah. I feel really, really happy. Probably because of the alcohol, but this is an emergency and I am allowed to drink as much as I want. That are the heartbreak rules, Travis jocked as he filled my cup once again a few minutes ago. "Chris? You haven't answered my question!", Andrea awakes me from my daydreaming. "Oh, sorry. But I really can't think of anything!", I respond and look at her. She smiles. "Well, then I give you an idea. How about the 22 hat?"