I can't wipe that stupid grin off my face as we step out of the hotel into the bright sunlight. I think I have never been happier.

A lot of people are outside the hotel as we stop at the top of the stairs. Apart from the band and crew members a few photographers and media people are swarming around trying to take pictures or get short interviews.
Also quite a lot of fans have gathered at the bottom of the stairs to get autographs, hugs and maybe a selfie with their favourite band member.

Vic comes up beside us and smiles his toothy grin and wiggles his brows when he sees us hand in hand. I bet he can see what we did this night in our tired but stupidly happy faces.
He walks down the stairs to greet the fans. Alex is already down there, signing whatever the fans give him and when he turns around to take a pic with a little red haired girl in his arms his gaze falls upon the two of us and his jaw drops. Fuck, is it so obvious?

That question gets irrelevant when Tony turns towards me and kisses me in front of everybody.
The fans start to scream and call up to him but I can't hear what they are shouting because my ears are ringing.

I have seen him. He walks up the stairs towards me, his eyes locked with mine. The fans recognise him and shout his name. "Hey that's Tom DeLonge." "Hey, Tom." "Tom."

He stops only a couple of feet in front of me. "Hey, Gi." He says. I can see his cheeks are tear stained and his pupils are blown again.
Tony beside me shifts uncomfortably, not knowing what's going on.

I gulp hard. "Hey, Tom." I grip Tony's hand harder.

Tom pushes his hand in his jacket and pulls out a gun. My eyes go wide in horror. I can hear people scream in shock but nobody dares to move.

Toms eyes never leave mine as he slowly lifts the revolver and aims it at my head. I can feel Tony trying to slowly edge himself in front of me without Tom noticing.

"Dammit, Gi." He says in a whisper and then he moves the gun up to rest it at the side of his head. I know he will go through with it, his demons have caught up to him again. So I jump forward and crash into him. "Nooooooo." I scream and my impact pushes him out of balance and he stumbles backwards as I fall on top of him.

I hear a horrible loud bang and everything goes silent after that. It is as if I would be under water, time is slowed and I know people are screaming but I can only hear muffled sounds.

There is a burning sensation in my stomach and I see Tom's face in front of me, his eyes full of horror and his mouth screaming as he is dragged away by two people but I can't hear a thing now.

I roll to the side and look down at myself as I press my hands to the side of my waist where it feels as if a red-hot iron is shoved into my guts. My hands are red and this warm liquid is spilling out between my fingers.

I see Tony's face, he is so pale and his eyes are terrified. He talks to me but I can't hear him. I want to tell him but I can't form the words. It is as if my brain slowly shuts down.

Strangely enough a song pops up in my head. It's from the band Travis. 'Why does it always rain on me? Is it because I lied when I was seventeen.'
Hah, funny, yes, maybe I am not allowed to be happy, maybe it is something I have done when I was younger that now messes up my whole life.

I would laugh about the irony of choking on a life saver, the irony of dying on the day I felt the happiest in my entire life. I would laugh if I wouldn't see Tony crying as he lifts me up in his arms, I want to tell him that I'm okay and he needn't worry, I can't even feel the pain any more. All is numb and I feel so light.

I look up into the blue sky. I would laugh - but I feel like crying, I feel like dying.....

Notes

Mhm, guys,you've been so quiet lately, I wasn't sure you're still with me, so I decided to wake you up with a bang!
A bit of action, every story needs. ;))