The Day We Met • NH

4; Hotel

Days have passed by, Amanda sent a pap picture of the boys arriving at the airport. I freaked out and couldn't keep myself calm. If Amanda was here this room would've been messy and the neighbors would not hesitate to call the police thinking a murderer broke in of all the screaming.

I went downstairs to tell mom about the concert tomorrow. I hesitantly turned the doorknob to her room, I stop on my tracks when I heard her sobbing. I listened to their conversation by the door and made sure not to make a sound. The phone is now on loudspeaker but the voice was oddly familiar.

"Fuck you Angie and whoever you are with, you deserve to rot in hell bitch." and the line was cut.

My heart beats rapidly and tears are formed in my eyes. the deep raspy voice, what makes it worse is that now I know who it was, my dad.

Tears dropped on my cheeks, I covered my mouth avoiding any noise as it would be obvious. I ran back upstairs quietly, went to my room, locked the door, plopped on the bed and cried harder.

My dad, that my mom loved more than anything, who she never thought would leave. she trusted him so did I. He promised to do everything to make us the happiest family we could be, but what did he do, he broke the promises and the family. He's the monster that I never expected to be living with for years. He cheated on my mom and changed the story that she was the one cheating so he could leave.

I stood up and sat on my chair and stared at myself in the mirror, my eyes are puffy and red. It shatters my heart every time I see or hear my mom cry and I can't do anything about it.

Worthless piece of shit. No one likes you. You don't deserve to be here. I wish I was never born. Just end everything so you could be at peace. Kill yourself, you don't have a purpose.

It feels like I made my mom's problems worse,  and by that I mean, I am the problem, and it triggers me emotionally and reminds me of the past. I can't take it anymore, I just want to end it once and for all. I cried again and it feels like I'm slowly dying.

I saw a small broken piece of glass by the window. I took it and started playing with it, I pressed it lightly on my arm and I just want to do it so bad, I stared myself back in the mirror and without hesitation, I quickly run the glass on my skin and felt nothing. I didn't look down till I felt blood drop on my legs. It was too much, I didn't realize it and I felt completely regretful.

What am I gonna do?

I took the bandages I had under my bed that I bought because I know things always go wrong. I went to the bathroom and washed my arm. It's clean now and I could see the cuts I made. I covered it with bandages. The room got quiet, so quiet that if a needle falls it'll be heard. Hoping I could get over it, trying to make everything better, I want to take a rest.

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"Alissa wake up and hurry up!" I slowly blink and see Amanda standing still, crossing her arms. I look by the window and the sun is still out.

"What? How did you-" I stopped when I felt a slight ache on my head.

"I have my ways." She replied. "So we're staying at a hotel near the stadium Ali, it's an hour and a half drive there. You don't want to be late." before I could open my mouth to talk she continued "I know you're gonna be thinking 'oh my gosh Amanda that's too much already' I know, but don't worry we're gonna stay to a hotel my mom's friend owns." she says mocking every teenage brat in high school

I didn't reply but just stared at her blankly. I want to sleep more and not be bothered, half of me just thought not to go, but the other half, of course, I have to go, but I'm tired.

"Alissa let's go! what are you waiting for?" She grabbed my feet and pulled me out of the bed and I groaned. "Just get in the car idiot I already packed your things," I didn't respond, I rub my head softly to ease the dizziness I'm feeling. "can you at least talk to me, Alissa? why are you not responding?"

"I don't feel good today, can I go to your car now?" I changed and wore jean shorts, blacktop, and just wore my flip flops. I went downstairs said goodbye to my mom and into Amanda's car. I waited for her and she came with a pack of snacks.

"your mom told me to give this to you," she said. "you didn't eat lunch"

I grabbed them from her hand and tore it open. she drove away and I can already feel her staring at me.

"did you hurt yourself again?" She asks, I shook my head in response, she sighed. "stop cutting yourself Alissa you're not helping it."

I remained silent the whole ride and put my earphones on preventing any questions from Amanda, I didn't want to tell her what happened, mom didn't even know I heard their conversation and I don't want her to worry about me too much. I lay my head on the car seat, watching the trees pass us, We've been driving for so long and I noticed we were already in the city.

I see city lights and tall buildings. She showed me the hotel we are staying at, and it was actually nice. she drove down the basement to park, I got out of the car and the basement is full and I'm pretty sure what this is for.

The room has a nice view, you could see everything from above including the stadium, it's enormous and I'm excited.

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"Oh my god, I can't wait Alissa! This is exciting!" She adds another layer of mascara on her eyelashes and I'm guessing that's her 100th time now. I'm lounging on the bed minding my own business and Amanda is preparing everything too early.

"Ali, why are you not getting ready?" She looked at me by the mirror and it took me a while before I was able to respond.

"It'll start on 7:30 PM, we literally have 3 hours Amanda, what do you expect me to do?" She rolled her eyes and faced my direction.

"Time is running fast already Ali and it won't wait for you, just prepare so we wouldn't be late and you can do whatever you want with the time left before we go"

"What is this? A business meeting?" I joked.

"A very important business meeting, indeed." she responds and continued beating her face.

I closed the book I'm reading and headed to the bathroom and removed the bandages to take a shower. I'm going to make sure my hair and everything are the cleanest it will be. I don't want to smell like sweat at the end of the day.

I shaved my legs lastly and rolled up the towel in my hair and went back to the living room to pick my clothes, I placed them on the bed and decided not to wear it yet, so I wore a bathrobe.

It's getting boring and Amanda is still not done with her makeup. I'm on the phone and have been checking the time occasionally.

As it was almost time, we had to change and ride the way to the stadium, it's not that far but we're lazy and we will arrive there quickly.

We were greeted with hundreds of thousands of fangirls and fanboys and I don't know if we could get out alive in here.