One weekend changes your whole life.

The tickets

“I have the tickets. I have finally got my mum to order them; I can’t believe she agreed to this. I’m going to London for a weekend and I’m going to see escape the fate. The best thing about this is no parents just me and my friend. “This was my thoughts about two weeks ago I still can’t get over the fact my mum actually let me do that. Well maybe I should start from the night I arrived in London.

The train down there had been delayed so by the time me and Frank got to our hotel we were tired.  “Nikkie have you got the room key…” were stood outside the door with five massive bags.

“Erm no I thought you took it” My mind had been totally confused by the fact that none of us had the room key.

“What the hell I’m not going to go down the stairs again” Frank said she was not happy the lift was broken and we were on level 20. I had to think but I couldn’t “fine I will go I will leave you with the bags I’ll be back in Erm I don’t actually I’ll just be back”. His face dropped, his eyes stared at me as if saying if you’re longer than ten minutes I will rip your arms apart. By this point with Frank being so tired and having to look after five bags on his own I pretty much ran for my life. At one point I had an urge to just slide down the bannister just to get there faster.

Back to the room and Frank was asleep, the woman at the desk wasn’t exactly grateful with me I don’t know why, but seeing Frank asleep I really couldn’t of cared less. I got him in the room and in his bed while I dragged the bags in the room. God they seemed so much heavier than when we were on the train. Finally everything was in the bedroom; I flopped on the bed and instantly feel asleep.

I woke up in sweats the dream, it was so real and frank’s snores woke me up, I was glad he was there to be honest I wouldn’t of come if he wasn’t here. I looked to the clock it was 4:23 I couldn’t believe I have only had 3 hours sleep. My body ached so badly yesterday was a blur but from what I can remember it was miserable. I can’t complain I know I’m seeing escape the fate tomorrow, but being awake and still recovering from myself harm it’s been hard. While lying in bed listening to my iPod I watched the time just slip by and I prayed for tomorrow to come sooner.

Light was breaking through the curtains it was bright. Frank was still asleep. It was today; today was the day I could meet Escape the Fate again. A sick nervous feeling started to form in my stomach, it felt good. I make breakfast thank god the milk was ok after yesterday. I opened up my laptop and waited for it to load. I watched Frank sleeping and I think of all the things he has done for me. ‘Ping’ I jump out of my trance and open up the internet. I search for trains to Brixton. Lost in information I didn’t notice Frank wake up and fumble around in the fridge. “Morning” I jump to hear someone speak after so long. “Well look that actually got out of bed” I tease him, he laughs and drinks some juice. “I got us return tickets for tonight’s show; it’s going to be incredible”. He laughs and his expression was hilarious, “I just forgot what I was going to say” I shake my head. “I swear to god if you weren’t cute I would have punched you a long time ago”. With a slow response frank finally realises what I said “Hey that’s not nice”,

“Haven’t you noticed I’m not nice? Now get dressed we’re going out”.