5) I'm Just There

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The stars are here. It's beautiful. The air is light and cold. Not a sound, only total silence. I hear steps. I walk faster. Wow, how fast a nice moment can turn uncomfortable. The steps are now faster. I start to run, but I'm still pretty drunk. I take a turn, a turn I don't often take. I hear the steps run. I can't turn my head, I'm too afraid.

Another turn. I hear the steps slow down, the person is looking for me. Oh no. My fears. I look around. Where do I go from here?!

   "AMY?! IT'S ME! PLATZ!" The person screams. I stay hidden, but then he finds me.

   "Why are you hiding?" Platz says a little mad.

   "Why are YOU following?!" I ask. I'm pissed off now.

   "Jessy said you were drunk," Platz says and start walking. I walk with him.

   "What?! Dammit Jessy!" I scream.

   "I thought I could follow you home," Platz says.

I sigh. Platz really scared me. And I'm not sure I want to continue alone anymore... I sigh once again.

   "FINE! But only because you scared the shit out of me!" I sigh.

Platz smiles. We don't talk while we walk. It's quiet. I like it that way. It's really cold now. When we stand at my porch step he looks at me with a smile.

   "I didn't know that you were drunk!" Platz says with his wonderful smile. WAIT WONDERFUL!?

   "I'm good at acting, thanks for, eh, following me home...," I say and enter the door.

Jill comes and hugs me as I take off my shoes.

   "I'M SO HAPPY YOU'RE HOME!" Jill says and hugs me.

I break free from the hug. What's up with all the hugging today?!

   "I'm ok," I say and head to my room. As I lay down in bed, I start to think of Platz. He is so nice, but I just can't trust. I wish I could. I start to cut again. Then I fall asleep. Slowly.

I wake up. It's Monday again. I slept through Sunday, haha. I barely have any memory left from Saturday. What I do remember is my break down, me going to Imagine Dragons' practice, Platz that follows me home. My head hurts. I decide anyway to go to school. I get up and dress up. Skinny black jeans with a BIG sweater that has Nirvana smiley on.

My only bandmerch.

Once again I find myself rolling up sleeves. Staring at all my scars. I hear Jill call me. I roll down my sleeve and run out. The bus is gone! I start swearing. I call Jessy. 1.... 2.... 3....

She picks up the phone.

   "Hi Jess, I missed the bus! Where are you?" I say.

   "Eh, this isn't Jessy...,"

I stare down at my phone screen. It's Platz.

   "OH! SHIT! I'm so sorry!" I quickly say and are about to hang up.

   "No no no, wait! I can pick you up!" Platz says just as quick. I stare at my phone again.

   "Really?"

   "Yeah!'

   "Wow, thanks!" I say.

Been waiting for about 5 minutes. I see a not that expensive car come, typical for high schoolers to have cars like this. And now I also see Platz. He waves. I wave back. The car is black and pretty small. I enter the car.

   "Hi!" I say with a smile as I close the door.

   "Hi!" Platz says. I sit down in the frontseat. We start talking.

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