I was so angry at him! I kept running, I needed to get away, to a place where there was no Bill and his stupid chocolate coloured eyes.
What was Bill doing saying he liked me when he clearly didn't give a fuck about me at all???
But at the same time I felt sick. How could he betray me? I thought him and I really had something special. I ran faster, pumping my arms and legs, my feet pounding onto the uneven ground. My lungs were getting tight and I gasped for air.
Suddenly I felt my knees give way underneath me and I crumpled to the ground.
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Ugh my head was killing me. I sat up and immediately wished I hadn't, as I leaned over and vomited. Why did I drink a whole bottle of vodka? Then everything came rushing back into my brain, making me wince in emotional pain. Bill. That's why I drank it then!
I lay there a while longer until it started to rain. I sighed and began walking. I had no idea where I was. I struggled on until I came to a road. I laughed bitterly, talk about deja vú!
So here I was, soaked to the skin, competely lost and yet another crack in my heart. I should have listened to what everybody said. I was a nobody, a freak, who the fuck could ever love me? I hated being alone with my thoughts, they always turn self destructive.
I wandered aimlessly for a few more hours until it began to grow dark. I thought I saw lights in the distance and decided it must be a town. Once I arrived there I realised there must be a concert. Everyone was lined up outside a club, yelling excitedly. "Tokio Hotel, Tokio Hotel",they shouted, over and over again.
I groaned in frustration, couldn't they just leave me alone?!?!
I decided I would have to stay here whether I wanted to or not. I asked around to see if there were any hotels with vacancies but lo and behold the only place was 'Der Topas Palast', otherwise known as the venue for Tokio Hotel.
I looked at the queue for the door and decided not to use the front entrance. I snuck around the back and after a good snoop realised that the best point of entry was a small window situated 10ft above the ground.
Aha now here was something I was good at! I grabbed the nearest wheelie bin and swung myself onto the window ledge. While casually balancing there I managed to open the window and, very gracefully I might add, slid onto a bathroom floor. I dusted myself off and after checking no one saw me, threw open the door only to be confronted with a maze of corridors and locked doors.
I set off and immediately got lost. After what seemed like forever I found an open door, flinging myself through. . . . . . . and found myself standing backstage at the boys concert!
I groaned in frustration, I did not need this right now! As I turned to leave I heard his voice. I froze as shivers made their way down my spine. It was like a blanket, so warm and - stop! I mentally slapped myself.
Bill cheated on me and I could never forgive what he did to us. . . . .if "us" even was a thing?
".. . . . . . .and I want to dedicate this song to someone I've hurt. I don't even know where she is but if she's listening, this one's for you Emilie."
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