You changed my life [Rammstein]

Chapter 22: Party with Rammstein

-We are going to go there ? I ask, dropping my spoon on the plate.

-No... Responds Paul, shaking his head.

-What? Exclaims Richard. But why ?

-You know as much as me what happens in the celebrations organized by Till. Says the oldest.

-But come on, nothing will happen to her...

-It's a no, don't discuss me !! Paul retorts.

I throw my napkin on my plate and then make angry sigh before I leave the kitchen. I go back to my room to curse Landers, he really makes me think about Gabriel my father.

I sit in fakir on the bed and hug my pillow against my chest. A long time passes and then I hear the creaking door. If it's Paul, I will not talk to him.

-Jim, I have to talk to you. Says the intruder.

No, it's not Landers but the other brown. Despite this, I remain silent and still don't answer him.

-Good... okay, it's me who will come and sit beside you.

-What do you want ? I ask without looking at him.

-All this grief for a party? Asks the guitarist, sitting on my right.

I sigh in annoyance and then decide to answer.

-If Till invited us to his party, that means he accepted me into the family.

-It really interests you to go?

I just nod and then lay on the bed

-I'm glad to know this because Paul ended by accepting it. He announces.

I sit on my bed and turn around to face him, questioningly.

-Don't make this poker face. Jokes my uncle.

-He Said yes! He agreed that we go there? I exclaim with surprise.

-Of course, you're in front of the seductive uncle Richard !! He smiles. It took me time to dissuade him, but that's good.

-Will you stop lying, Kruspe? Asks my father, entering the room. If I agreed, it's only to give you another chance with them, Jim.

I pull my tongue and get ready to get up to go to the bathroom when something catches my attention. I look at the package that Landers holds in his hands and look at him.

-Ah, I almost forgot to give you your little gift. He whispers to himself but I hear it very well.

-What's this ? I ask, curious to know.

-Open it and you'll know.

He hands me the package and I tear the paper directly to discover a magnificent long dress color blue night, in addition to earrings and necklace, all in diamond.

-In which honor is this gift? I ask, looking at him questioningly.

-A welcome gift, handed late. Responds my uncle instead of his friend.

-Thank you... but you know that I don't like to receive gifts all the time, I don't want to be a weight on your shoulders.

-As long as you are under my responsibility, I can do what I want. Paul responds with a raised eyebrow.

I put the dress and accessories in my closet and go to the bathroom to brush my teeth, leaving the two friends in my room.

-Jim? Calls my father after a while.