Concert chaos

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You can't really see the difference between 20.000 people and 25.000 people from up on the stage, but I know that they are here. It's crazy hot up here and I'm tired after only sleeping four hours in total, but I've never felt so confident on stage before. Tom might have something to do with that.
I walk all the way to the edge of the stage when I'm singing and I look down at the fans screaming and reaching over the edge of the stage for my legs. One of them almost get a grib of my leg and I take a small step back. I look down and see the person who caught my pants. It's a woman I've never seen before but she could be an angel. Her beauty is insane and I almost forget the lyrics. I promise myself that once the song is done, I'm gonna take a short break between songs and tell the woman how beautiful she is before the next song.

When I look down where I saw the woman before to tell her how beautiful she is, I don't see her. I look around, knowing that I would recognise her angelic face anywhere, but she isn't here anymore. So I give up and tell myself that if I ever see her again, I have to tell her the moment I see her.
The next song starts and I get myself ready to sing again. I forget everything about the beautiful woman.

***

Because we don't have any meet and greet related thing after the show, we have enough time to stay and see Tokio Hotel's show. I always wanted to see one of their concerts, but I always thought it would be from in front of the stage. Not backstage. But either way, it was amazing to see it.
After their show is done, Tom run towards me and picks me up while hugging me and spins me around.

"I'm so glad you finally got to see our show!" Tom says.

"Me too! I've always known it would be amazing. I just never thought I would see it from backstage." I tell him. His smile is so big that I think his face hurts now. But it's so cute that I don't want him to stop.
Something seems to be happening in the crowd. Usually they would start to quiet down after the show, but they are just getting louder and louder.

"What the hell is happening out there?" I ask, snd the others can barely hear me from all of the screams. Bill turns and starts towards the stage again. He knows that if they see him, they will just scream even louder. So he only shows as little of himself as possible. He takes one look and then starts running towards us.

"We have to get out! Now! They are getting on the stage." Bill shouts and grabs Gustav's arm. He runs towards the temporary rooms with Gustav dragging behind him. I look at Tom, worried. And then I see the fans coming backstage and they keep running towards us.

"Oh shit!" Maggie shouts and starts running after Bill. We all follow as if our lives depend on it. It might. That depends how crazy these fans are. Tom noticed how fast the fans are actually running and we have to let go of each others hands in order to run as fast as possible. I've never been much of a runner, but right now I'm forced to be. I can alost keep up with all of them.
Bill and Gustav are in the front with Maggie right behind them. Bonnie has always hated running and therefore isn't so good at it. She's almost slower than I am, and I promise myself to keep an eye on her and make sure that we don't leave her behind.
We shoot out of the back door and out into a fairly empty alley. Bill locks the door and starts looking for a place where we can escape. It's late and the sun has just gone down. It's not fully dark yet but it's hard to see when the streetlights haven't turned on yet. The only light there is, is the faint sun going down behind the houses.

"Come on!" Bill shouts and starts running towards the street. We all follow him. Bill, Tom and I are now in the front since the others were slower to react. We're jsut about to cut a corner and find our tour busses, when a group of people with all black clothes and masks covering everything but their eyes, appear right in front of us. In the matter of a few seconds, I see Tom and Bill fall to the ground unconcious, right before something hard hits me on the head and I join them on the ground.

***

"True... True... True!" Bill saying my name wakes me up. The first thing I notice is how cold I am. My body shakes to life again. My whole body hurts, especially my neck. I'm leaning against a thick metal pole that my hands are tied to. The stone floor is just as cold as the metal pole, and my teeth clatter in the cold.
When my eyes get used to being open, I notice that not far to my left is another metal pole just like the one I'm tied to, and Bill is sitting against it, looking at me. He has a big bruise on his left cheekbone and his lip is split.
That's when I notice how much my head hurts. I remember how I was hit in the head with something hard, and I can feel the pain building as I get more concious of it being there. It hurts under my hair so it probably won't be visible.

"Bill..." I say with a very weak and raspy voice like I've been sleeping for a year.

"I'm here... thank god your awake, I was going insane!" Bill says. The way he looks at me makes me feel devistated. He looks so scared. I never thought I would ever see him like this. I always thought that Bill seemed so strong - being himself no matter how many people hated how he looked - but right now, I can see the real him. The scared little kid with no makeup, no stylish clothes and no crazy hair to hide the pain on the inside.

Because of Bill to my left, I expect Tom to be sitting on my right, and I really need him right now. But when I look at the third pole to my right, Tom isn't there. I know that he got knocked out the same time as Bill because I saw him fall to the ground which is what distracted me so I didn't see that someone was about to knock me out too.
If Tom isn't here, then where is he?

"Bill... where is Tom?" I ask, my voice getting stronger every second. He looks at me like he's about to cry.

"I... I don't know." Bill says, his voice shaking. Now I'm about to cry too. What the hall happened? Were they fans or something? What did they want with us?

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