Hide Your Heart

The Slamming Door

   The door to Tommy and Paul's shared hotel room slammed shut as Tommy kicked it with his foot before throwing himself on the nearest bed.

Paul, being in the bathroom, yelled, "Shut up Gene." Going back to applying eyeliner, he started singing. 

"Shut the fuck up Stanley!!!" yelled Eric from the adjoining room. "I can't hear Geneie begging me to-"he trailed off. 

The sound of loud crying brought Paul's vocalization to a halt. "If the two loudmouths are moaning and I'm singing, then who's crying?" he wondered. "Tommy? Is that you?"

"L-l-leave m-me alone." came the tear choked voice. "I don' wanna talk to anyone."

Paul nearly stabbed himself in the eye as Gene let out a loud moan followed a high pitched squeal.

"God damn!" mumbled Paul. "I swear!"

Going into the room, Paul saw a mound of bedding on the far bed with loud sobs coming from underneath them. "Tommy? What happened? Did someone hurt you? Talk to me."

"Go away!!" 

Sighing, Paul sat on his bed and flipped on the t.v.

Eventually the covers moved and Tommy peeked out. Seeing Paul, he said softly, " I got my heart broken. I don't feel like talking about it so I'm gonna go to bed now." "If that blonde son of a bitch bastard shows up, tell him I don't wanna see him again. EVER!!!"