Chapter 4: Sit. Eat. and Shut Up

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I went down stage not minding what will happen to our show, to the fans and to the band. I dropped my guitar on the floor not minding how expensive it is or if I could buy a new one just because I broke it. I didn't care for the first time I just started thinking of myself, everything seems in slow-mo, bumping anyone who is covering my way. At last, I finally took a glimpse of her pretty pretty face even though she was smeared with make up. I took her hand and held it like it was the first time I have ever touched her soft skin. I led her out of the club not minding what will all the people say. This is my life, she is my life and no matter what people say she will always be my exception.

I opened the back door and I can hear all the people murmuring but I didn't care, I didn't give a fuck.

"What are you doing here?" I exclaimed as my eyes widened giving her a tight hug, "I didn't expect y-" before I could finish my statement she cut me off,

"Calm the fuck down, what are we? a fucking character from a teenage dramatic girl's fan fiction?!" She yelled, squirming away from my grip

and that's when reality hit me, hard.

"I uh..sorry"

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and sighed, "Sorry" she muttered,

"W-what?" I exclaimed in disbelief

"You heard me! and I won't definitely repeat the word I just said" She whisper-yelled

I stood frozen. I don't know what to say,

"Ok! ok! I'm sorry!!" She repeated,

"I should be the one apologizing" I whispered not knowing if she could hear me because of the loud. music coming from inside.

"You didn't do anything wrong" She admitted,

I decided to ignore her statement and get straight to the point, "What brings you here?"

"I uh..I d-dont know"

"What do you mean you don't know that's impossible"

"But I am telling you I don't know"

I closed my eyes this is hopeless, "you're wasting my time" I exclaimed putting emphasis to the word wasting.

I walked away.

Before I could turn the rusty old door knob, I heard her yell 'wait' but I didn't mind her because I know that if I face her nothing will happen. I guess this is it.

I was about to turn the knob and face the music but I felt skinny arms wrapped around my waist and her palms rested on my chest and her head leaning on my back, she's sobbing, her hands are cold as ice like literally cold and that's when I realize she's not wearing any jacket to cover her. My heart softened, really wanting to come home. I closed my eyes.

"Help me, help me remember" She exclaimed,

I sighed and face her. I mean, how can I resist her? I love her and hurting her is the last thing I would want to do.

She's still hugging me, sobbing as she soak my black shirt.

"Shh.. baby its okay. I've been trying to help you since the start but you just doesn't want to let me in" I whirpered as I let my chin rest on her head, god hugging her feels like I'm in cloud 9.

"I..I'm scared, I was scared"

"Just give me a chance..a month to help you and if you can't really remember anything then I don't know. Maybe I'll just-"

"Just please help me remember" She sobbed, those were the last words that escaped her lips and she collapsed, its a good thing that my arms were wrapped around her, catching her.

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