I Don't Love You

Truths

I went to my room and saw that the bags were empty and neatly stacked next to the closet. I put Ghost on the bed and decided to take a bath, i had a little time before Frank came back. 

I started to fill the tub and decided to take a look at what would be my new home while i was in college. It has Gothic style curtains in all rooms that were lilac and black, just like the ones I had in my room in Florida, there was a kitchen with everything i might need. 

I put on an album from Ville's band, HIM. The band had already been together for a few years and just started doing shows in the United States, I got into the tub and let Ville's voice echo through the apartment. 

All the memories I had of Ville came to my mind and tears rolled down my cheeks. I started to sing along to my favorite song, Scared to Death.

My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the bell, I got out of the tub, wrapped myself in a towel and went to see who it was. I opened the door and saw Frank accompanied by four guys. One had an Afro that made him look a little weird, another had short blond hair and wore a goatee seemed to be upset, the other was a tall, skinny kid with glasses who blushed when he saw my outfit and the last was a guy with longish black hair with a half smile, I wipe the tears from her eyes and greet.

- Are you ok, Hel??.- Frank asked a little worried.

- Yes, I'm fine Frank . . . . Sorry, I'm still not ready, give me 15 minutes I will be. - 

- Sure no problem . . . . these are my friends. Ray, Bob, Mikey and his older brother Gerard. - 

-Hey guys, come on in. - 

- I'll be right back. - I turned around and started walking towards my room but Frank stopped me. 

- You sure you're okay Honey?. - 

-Yes, it's just that song brings back bad memories, that's all. - 

- Then why do you hear it?. -

- 'Cause it also brings me good memories. - 

I entered my room and saw that Ghost had fallen asleep where i had left him. I went to my closet and pull out a black The Doors t-shirt, black skinny jeans and put on my purple converse. I put on a little makeup and eye liner, brushed my hair and went out. 

-. . . . Wow have you seen the picture she has with Tim Burton!, And. . . . Who is that skinny she's kissing??. - Said Frank, he sounded a little annoyed. 

-Oh! I know who is! He is the lead singer of HIM, from the song that was playing a few minutes ago, apparently had an accident and is in a coma or something. - Mikey answered.

-Yes, of course, i heard he was driving drunk and crashed with something, everyone knows that an alcoholic is the worst -. Gerard said. 

When i heard Gerard i got furious, ** why would you express yourself like that about someone you've never met?, Ville is not an alcoholic!! **

- You shouldn't judge someone without knowing them, Ville isn't an alcoholic, he's very good person and what happened was not his fault. - 

- Sorry, I didn't mean to offend anyone but that's what the press says -. Gerard said looking down. 

- It's Okay, I get it, not many people know what happened the night of our accident. . . - I replied. 

- OUR?!.- Frank asked quite surprised. 

- Yeah our . . . Ville and I were couple. - 

- I'm sorry.- Mikey said. 

- It's ok Mickey . . . . So, we're going?. -