To Win The Queen's Heart

A Blurry Memory

I honestly didn't want this to happen. I never expected this. If I knew it was going to turn out this way I would've put a stop to it long ago.

But love is blind....

I'm standing here with my back to them, desperately trying to open the door, but it won't budge. Eventually I feel the tears rolling down my cheeks. I can sense the two staring at me. I need to get them out of here.

Even if it kills me.

Scott walks over to me and holds me as tight as he could. He whispers in my ears: "Its not your fault. Its not your fault..."

How on earth did we get here? Where did we go wrong?

Its a long story. So if you have time, get something to eat or drink and find a comfy spot. Then I'll start.....

It all started in November last year, when Scott came back from the PTX tour. Its a day I won't simply be able to forget...

I was sitting in my room in pure silence. I was trying to write an essay for school. But my head wasn't with it. I honestly couldn't think. I took in the fresh air from a nearby window instead, hoping it would calm me down.

A few minutes later I heard the front doorbell ringing followed by loud knocking on my bedroom door...and it burst open. And the next thing I knew....

Scott's warm, soft lips met mine.

Quickly pulling away I stared at Scott, both amazed and confused.

"Hello my Queen. I missed you so much..." He kisses me once. "I never felt more alone these past few months...." Kissed me twice. "I need you now....." Third times the charm, and this time the kiss lingered

I felt.....home. The soul I missed the most found me again. Slowly I pushed Scott away from me and just.....stared at him in pure silence. I tried to figure out what to say and when I wanted to speak, Scott beat me to it:

"Come with me Elsa. I've waited much too long now. We both have. You'll enjoy this tour, I know you will."

I couldn't say no. Those past six months without him was pure hell. I didn't have the energy to go through with that again. So I packed, got ready and traveled the world with him and the rest of the PTX crew. Nothing made me feel more alive than to be with him. And them.

Maybe I should've said no. Why you ask? Well, my dear friend......

Just ask Mitch Grassi.....

Suddenly my train of thought is broken by a loud bang on the door. I suddenly turn to Scott, terrified. And he could see the panic in my eyes. He held me tight and kissed me hard. Meanwhile two guards tried to take us apart, but we wouldn't let them. Eventually they succeeded.

Execution was my fate.

"Stop!" We heard a voice calling to the guards. Immediately they let us go. The voice was familiar to me.

And so was the face.

Estelle, a very good friend of mine, got married to a man who was head of military security. She walked over and looked at me in pure surprise.

"Elsa? Is that you? Are you ok?" There was worry in the way she asked me that. I nodded and said I was fine, but I clearly underestimated my state. Because the next thing I knew was Scott catching me before I hit the ground.

Lights out.

Five hours later I woke up in a hospital bed. I turned my head to see Scott sitting next to me, smiling with relief and holding my hand. I heard the doctor say something about me just going in shock, that I'm too weak and that I have to stay in hospital for a few days. Scott looked at him and nodded in agreement.

There goes the rest of the tour.

Why did I agree to come with them? I felt like such a fool. But like I said before: love is blind.

But just before I felt like giving in, Scott's soft lips met mine once more.

I smiled into the kiss, knowing that he's my strength. I'm reminded of how much he means to me.

Hours later I layed awake in bed, wondering about how I got here. My memory trailed back to November, straight up to December.

December. Mitch.

Can you believe it? Mitch Grassi......

.....Fell in love......with.......

Me.