Band Boy

Broken

I could not believe what I just saw. I had to stop walking and catch my breath.

How could he? I trusted him.

What a sick pathetic drunk I thought to myself. I leaned against the side of the building next to the bus and slid down.

I held my head trying to keep the tears in. I felt sick and used.

I heard someone from a far yelling my name.

"ROSE ROSE ROSE" it was Tony.

I laughed and stood up.

He walked closer to me, he could barley stand.

"Get away from me." I chuckled and started walking away.

"Rosie no no it's not what it looks like." he said slurring his words.

"No it's actually what it looks like. You used me. Look at yourself you're a fucking mess Tony. I thought you were a good guy." I shook my head.

"But you're not." I spat at him.

"Fine then go I don't need you I don't need anyone!" he yelled spreading his arms out.

I shook my head and walked away.

I looked back hoping Tony would stop me but he just kept walking back to the bus.

"Goodbye Tony." I whispered. And walked back to time square to meet with Marta.

I woke up the next morning f alone in my hotel room.

My eyes still burning from crying myself to sleep. I got up and looked out the window to the people busying the streets.

I made myself a cup of coffee and sat on the balcony and checked my phone.

Marta- Hey great time last night need to do it again! love ya!

Sarah- how's everything going?

716234291- come to Central Park at 3 today.

Who's number was that? I thought.. maybe it's the wrong one. I shook it off and got ready for the day.

Still broken by what happened last night I got the motivation to go and walk around.

I haven't even known him for long.. but the night we spent together was magical I felt so alive.

I should have known it was to good to be true.

Just as I was stepping out of the hotel that number texted me again.

"Central Park 3. Be there Rosaline"

No one has called me that since like the 7th grade. I needed to go and figure who the hell this was.

Central Park was about a 10 minute walk from my hotel so I decided to just walk.

As I got closer I began to get nervous, after last night I'm so done with surprises.

I walked into the entrance and saw a man waiting to the side with a sign that said Rosalie.

"Are you miss Rosalie?" he said.

"Uh y-yes." I swallowed hard.

"Come this way, someone has planned something for you."

He guided me to the little pond they had at the park where it was private.

There I saw a table, plates, champagne and 2 chairs with a candle in the middle.

I couldn't breathe for a second, not just because it was super cold out that day either.

"There you are miss." the man said as he walked away.

I was standing in the middle of the park, alone and confused.

I heard a guitar start playing from the pavilion across the park.

"....heartbreak holiday here without you wo oh oh oh.."

I laughed to myself, "Heartbreak Holiday huh?"

I saw Tony walk up to me with his guitar and pulled me a seat next to him.

He was wearing a beanie with his glasses on with blue jeans and a sweater. This was different.

"Rosie.." he said putting the guitar down.

I looked down at the ground.

Everything was silent except for the sound of leaves made as the breeze hit

the trees.

"What" I said quietly, still looking at the ground.

"What happened lastnight I-" I interrupted him.

"I waited for you..I was worried about you I CARED about you." I said as I stood up.

"Please just sit back down." he said calmly.

"I never meant to hurt you Rosie," he said.

I rolled my eyes.

"Ya I know and you're sorry and you'll never do it again blah blah blah. Can I

go now? I spat.

"No. That's not it at all. That girl I sat next to at the bar the other night took my breath away. I never thought in my whole life id ever see someone so beautiful." he looked away smiling.

I wasn't buying it.

"I also saw the girl that brought me to life inside." he looked deep into my eyes.

I thought the same way about him that night. My heart dropped and I broke into tears.

Tony picked picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist so tight.

He wrapped his strong hands around my body, it made me feel safe again.

I felt my shoulder getting damp from his tears. I looked at him and wiped them away.

"Don't cry, it's okay" I said looking into his bloodshot eyes.

"How can you like me when I don't even like myself I'm so broken inside. I don't know what to do anymore." He said on the verge of tears again.

I thought to myself, the person who was my idol, the person who saved me and always made me feel alright..

was broken himself.