Hurt- A Rammstein Story

We Were Kids Together

Kat slowly rose from her bed, groggy from her sleep. In her moment of blankness, she noticed the room she was in was not hers. She was still in Till's room. The curtains were closed causing her extreme confusion. How long had she been asleep? Why didn't he wake her up?

She rubbed her eyes, groaning loudly as she stretched herself out. The room was empty except for her. She eagerly searched for some semblance of time, trying to find a clock in his large room. She climbed out of the bed, scratching her head as she made her way towards the window. When she flung the curtains open, a dull ray of light blinded her making her back away suddenly. Her back hit something hard.

She whipped around and came face to face with a man. Till.

He had a cup of coffee in his hand, his eyebrow raised. 

Kat folded her arms over her chest as if it were cold, "What time is it?" 

"Afternoon," He responded while holding the cup out for her.

She slowly lifted her hands to take the cup. She looked frail and exhausted.

"Did you sleep well?" He asked softly.

She took a sip from her drink to keep herself from answering. Her hair was a tangled mass and her eyes screamed with sadness. The bags under her eyes hollowed out her features making her look slightly sickly. Had she looked like that last night?

He brushed a strand of hair from her face, only for Kat to cringe away from his touch.

He cocked his head to the side in a questioning way. 

She shook her head, trying to laugh it off, "Bad dream."

He could tell that she was fabricating the story. She averted her eyes to the dark liquid in the cup. 

"Well, I better get ready for going out. I'll see you in a bit," She pushed past him, leaving him in the dust. He couldn't understand her. Why was she keeping secrets from him?

-

The moment Kat set foot in the club she felt at home again, surrounded by the crowds of partiers and druggies, it was like a warm blanket she wrapped herself in. She felt her worries melt away the minute she felt the blasting music. When she arrived with six men trailing behind, the crowd created a path to allow them in. Many people recognized them but it seemed that they didn't have the courage to crowd them. 

Kat immediately turned to face them once they were all inside, "Do you guys want drinks?" She shouted over the music, already starting to get into the beat of the music.

All of them nodded, Till stepped forward to point to the bar and guide her in that direction. They all followed in time. Richard and Paul were playfully pushing each other as they joked around, Ollie and Till were discussing something, While Flake, Kat, and Schneider were laughing at a joke that Flake and burst out with. 

They all reached the counter in a line, pressed close together as they kept conversation amongst themselves. The blue and purple overhead lights flashed in quick succession which illuminated the dancers that created a sea of drunken people trying to fuck each other.

Kat came around Paul and placed her arm over his shoulder, "Thinking of picking up chicks tonight?"

He laughed, raising his fingers for the bartender to bring them something. 

"Maybe. Why?"

"Just wanted to know if I should keep my distance. They don't know you're my brother. I may be girl repellant," She swooped in on his drink, taking a swig before he yanked it from her grasp. She grinned mischievously, wiping the liquid residue from her mouth.