Why Do I Love You - An Adam Gontier Story

Fan Girls

I went to the door backstage and a tall muscular guard was waiting at the door in front of a big line. I went to the guard and nudged him hard. "Hey um what is this line for?" He looked at me with the scary eye.

"This is the line to get a signature from the band. If you have a backstage pass then you have to go over there and wait with them." He pointed to a smaller line of people. There was like three people in line. So I stood behind them and I waited for like forever.

After what felt like ten hours we went inside. The tall man showed us the way to the dressing room and we walked inside. All of the other girls were screaming and hurting my ears. I swear they were like banshees.

"Ugh. Here we go again." Neil whined as he slowly got up from the couch. While all the other girls were screaming and jumping all over the guys I was looking all around the room. I walked around a bit examining every little detail.

I was too busy looking around to not notice all the screaming disappeared. "Hey would you look at that. Finally we don't have one of those annoying fan girls" were they taking to me?

I turned around and saw that all the girls were gone. I blushed as I noticed that they were all staring at me. "Its OK. Don't be nervous. We don't get a lot of people who aren't screaming in our faces. Come sit." Barry waved his hand at the chair across from them.

"So what's your name?" Brad asked. God could I answer. I mean here I am alone with Three Days Grace and I'm all beaten up.

"I'm Conilleo Scottins." God why'd I say my full name.

"Cool name. So where you from?" Neil asked me.

"Wait aren't you that one girl from the news?" Adam was studying me up and down. But had to say no.

"No. That's someone else. And I come from outside of Toronto."

And we kept asking questions about each other for hours. I never knew some of those things. When Adam looked at his Phone he almost screamed.

"Oh my god guys! Look at the time!" He showed us his Samsung note 5 and we all read the time. It was midnight!

"Wholy mother fucker. We got to get back to the hotel! So see you Conilleo." And they rushed me out the door. So here I sit now in the dark, cold, alley way all alone. I start to doze of till a man came up to me and stabbed me in the stomach. I screamed in pain as he ran off in the distance. I stood up as blood rushed out the cut each time I took a step.

I eventually made it to a hotel and passed out. Shit.

~dream/nightmare~

I wake up in a nice, white, room. It was small as well. I tried to get up but noticed something kept me down. I looked down at my arms and saw I was strapped to the bed.

Then all of a sudden the door flew open. In came four guards. Two of them held me down while the other two unstrapped me. They lifted me up and dragged me out of the room. I was then taken to another room. But I didn't get to see anything as my vision went black. And then I saw a bright light.

Am I dead?