S T I L L D O N 'T K N O W M Y N A M E.

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L A B R I N T H - S T I L L D O N ' T K N O W M Y N A M E

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i was at a party where almost everyone were drunk, were smoking, kissing each other and stuffs. i was sitting here, on the couch, a glass full of soda's (to be honest this was my 5th glass), wearing a black dress. i came here with some of my friends at first. but then turned out my friends had their lil convo without me. i was feeling alone of course, well whatcha want. i was staring at the floor, without even knowing why did i get here to end up alone seriously. i was kind of drunk on soda but I'm alright, i think im gonna stop. this isn't that good for my health. for anyone's health so far.
im lucky i knew all the people in here. but still didn't find the right person to talk to.
then all of a sudden, all went black. people weren't noisy, at all. there were no noise in here. i didn't move cuz i didn't care you know.
but when the light went back, everyone seemed pretty... confused looking at me.
this felt like an eternal staring contest. then i got up.
- hey what's wrong!
they weren't responding, until a friend of mine, got up and said :
- we don't remember you coming here, girl. we don't even know WHO you are!
then they all laughed. that started getting me kind of upset. everyone here know me.
- seriously guys! that's a joke! isn't it?
they all looked at each other, the look they had were a confused one. and a serious.
- REALLY? JAMIE DOESN'T GIVE U A HINT? EVER SOUNDED FAMILIAR?
i was feeling tears pouring down my cheeks. when i wiped it, it wasn't even water, that was glitter.
glitter? why??!
I didn't give a shit anyway and tried to remind them of me.
- GUYS SERIOUSLY WHAT'S HAPPENING!!? WHO STILL REMEMBER ME?
none raised their hand.
my face was filling up with glitter. and then i got it : the more i was shouting, the more glitter was pouring. that's so annoying.
they all seemed like, strangers to me. and i hate that feeling, when i teach my name, but strangers still don't know my name.

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