It had been a year since Paul was gone and I felt it was my fault. I felt I could have done more. I avoided Alexx. I was talking a jog. I was thinking about were everything went wrong. I then took a jog to where Paul was buried. I put some flowers there. I then jogged back home. I sat down and looked at a picture of me and him playing backstage at a festival.
I then went into my cabinet and took all the meds that was in there. Some that was also just filled. I didn't care anymore. I couldn't live with the blame anymore.
I heard footsteps in the room. "Pix, do you want to go...."
I could hardly feel anything anymore. I heard him call for help. He was freaking.
Help arrived I knew I was having a hard time staying. The main medic looked at me. Last thing I heard is he had said Pix why.
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FanfictionWhen Paul doesn't show up to his birthday party the whole band go looking for him. When Pix doesn't come home Alexx goes to look for him. He teams up with the members of Rammstein to find Pix and Paul in The Czech Republic. Co wrote by @Beretta92-FS
