I was taking pictures in Sweden where we had to preform. I then walked into the room I shared with Richard and I sat my camera on the bed. I then saw Richard and I had a bad feeling.
"Where have you been."
"Taking pictures."
"You missed a meeting. Do I need to babysit you? You really get on my nerves. I can't wait to not share a room with you. You and your stupid hobby."
"I am sorry I am not perfect and like to explore."
"I hate you."
"I hate you too."
I went to get up and he hit me repeatedly. I don't know what got into him lately. I think he broke my nose. He left the room and I blacked out.
I heard screaming and then a thud. I then got up and looked up at the time and realized we had 15 minutes til show time. I looked at the floor to find one of the people that worked for us.
I then barrowed a bike and tried to make it to where I had to be. I had to go fast and tried to be careful. I made it to the place and I had five minutes.
I ran and covered up the mess Richard caused. I change and ran to meet everyone else. I had been two minutes late. I didn't get to take our good luck shot and didn't get to harness myself to the lift that we used to do our opening with. I hated that.
I was mad at Richard. I hoped I didn't fall. I tried not too look down. I then felt something wrong. I ended up falling and landing on my back it was halfway down. I looked up and the thing was about to fall. The cable snapped. Then I felt someone pick me up at it crashed.
I felt someone else take my guitar. I realized I had closed my eyes. I felt someone had laid me down on something soft.
"Is he?" Asked Flake.
I felt someone put their head on my chest. "No, he is alive." Said Till.
"Till, If you hadn't ran and got him when you did he would have been crushed." Said Oliver.
"I know."
"We might as well cancel the rest of the show." Said Schneider.
"Yes, but, why wasn't he harnessed and had he been might not be here."
I was in so much pain from being hit and from falling. I heard someone else come in. "What the hell." Said Richard.
"He is Lucky to be here." Said Till.
"Might have done us a favor if he wasn't" said Richard.
He walked out and slammed the door. Till got medical people to come in and they were concerned. I then was taken to the hospital. Till and Flake stayed with me.
I couldn't wake up. I then rested. Till was mad when they had said I had been hit repeatedly. My nose was broken. He then saw pictures of me trying to make it to the concert. Fans took them. He was sad and mad.
"Richard, what did you do to him and what did he do to deserve this?"
"Pictures."
Till looked up to see me looking at him. "What?"
"It was over Pictures. Then I tried. Really, I did and Thank you."
Till got the doctor and I was released. I had a concussion, a broken nose, a few broken ribs. I was lucky.
We then all went out to dinner. We went to a Chinese restaurant. Then we talked. Richard was still mad. I got a fortune cookie that said you will soon understand everything and you will learn to be close to a long lost friend. I wondered what that meant.
