Reconnected (Tokio Hotel FanFic)

Ch 3- Geisterfahrer (Phantom Rider)

(Original)

Küss mich jetzt/ Im Gegenlicht/ Wie'n Geisterfahrer/ Such ich dich/ Die Nacht ist kalt/ Ich fahr allein/ Wie'n Geisterfahrer/ Um endlich bei dir zu sein

(English)

Kiss me goodbye/ Into the light/ Like a phantom rider/ I'm dying tonight So dark and cold/ I drive alone/ Like a phantom rider/ Can't make it all on my own- Tokio Hotel- Geisterfahrer

Ch 3

June 12th, 2010

Life was coated in black for couple minutes. Nothing more. Just long enough to clear Luke away. Yet my face stung as pain eased in and out of my thoughts. I could feel slight swelling around my eye as pain increased with opening. Whispering magnified, leaving unconsciousness to drift away.

Cotton tasting air, dusty and stale, dried my mouth. Swallowing, my vocal cords rubbed against each other uncomfortably. As allowed myself to a sitting position, fatigue washed over me. Pulling in a breath of air didn't help the agony.

"Look, Bill, she's awake," someone announced, "Now it's time to go on stage. Everyone is waiting." All eyes turned toward me, giving me unwanted attention.

"How are you feeling?" he asked completely ignoring whoever had just spoke.

All I could manage was a nod, signaling him to follow instructions given. Yet, he acted as if I answered the question instead. Finding my pleading eyes, Adileigh, though not happy with my actions, realized my motivation.

"She wants you to leave," Adileigh filled in for my lost voice.

Curtly nodding, he stepped outside the door as pain flickered through those bronze eyes of his.

Just as the click of the door closed, Adileigh rushed by my side, wrapping me in a much needed hug. "Are you ok?"

Though I knew I should answer, I didn't want to talk that would cause me to open old wounds and feel unwanted pain of the past. I decided to nod again. Yet before another question crossed her lips, I spoke with a raspy, unclear tone. "W-water?"

​Within seconds, a paper cup was handed to me. Gulping down the clear, tasteless liquid, I swallowed, allowing the fluid to soak my parched throat.

​Closing my eyes, I shivered while the cool drink ran through my body. In those few moments, the horrid events etched themselves into my eyelids. A single tear slid down my face, though a tender finger swiped it from falling any lower on my bruised cheek.

​Adileigh's sensitive voice broke through the dreadful images, "He's not here anymore."

​"But he found me," I replied shakily, "H-he found me. The only promise he ever kept."

​"That bastard," she muttered under her breath. Though a short laugh escaped my lips, fear crept into my body, invading my lungs, coursing my veins. "He's gone," she reassured me again.

​I began reliving my high school nightmare with one look at his face. Captivating my heart with his sunshine blonde hair burnt at the ends. Styled in the wind, it covering his darker than honey colored eyes, filled in sparkling happiness. Not that it wasn't all a lie, those qualities were just... misleading.

​One too many hearts did it capture. And though I may have looked naive, acted naive, my heart knew better.

​He acted, to no doubt, and I played along. Yet little did he know, I knew his game. But after a while I let my walls crumble and I fell forward. Forgetting I could see into his deceptive mind of tricks, I descended into traps, leading into troubled mistakes.

​He knew he'd play me well. He faked innocence, but then he shamelessly flirted with any girl he laid eyes on.

​"Sephora, he's not coming back," she whispered into the wind swirling around me. Yet my mind lingered in the past for a few more seconds before releasing me back to reality.

​"Breathe," cooed Adileigh. I shuttered, allowing air to pass to my burning lungs from a held breath. Exhaling slowly, my thoughts crawled back to the origin of tonight.

​"He's gone," I whispered, releasing words into the air, they soaked into my skin.

​Calming myself, I strained to hear something that would rid my mind of tonight's horrors, holding me captive. Rifts of a guitar filled the silence, however; they were almost unnoticeable. If I were to speak, they would've never been heard.

​Adileigh swayed to the intensifying beat, vibrating through the walls. A static voice joined into the song, pulling me toward the door. Leaving all thoughts and fear behind, I opened the barrier holding me back from the stage.

​On a map, the layout of backstage may have been confusing. But I followed the sound that cleared with every step closer. Lyrics floated through the air gently, until reaching the bridge. Rougher on everything and as I reached the performing stage, I could feel the fire of affection started by the meaningful lyrics. With the last note electrifying the air, the whole crowd burst into screams. There was yelling, applauding; and when Bill turn around to find his starting position for the next set, he smiled. I'm not sure if it was directed at me, or if he even saw me. But I gladly returned the favor, smiling genuinely for the first time in a while.

​Someone, assuming Adileigh, took a seat next to me. "Look, I know you probably don't want me to bring this up, but-"

​"Shhh." Futuristic beats claimed the air in the intro of another song. Taken over by electric guitar and low bass, I became trapped in another world where voices of raw emotion spoke. Nothing was held back. Concentrating on the fluctuation of his voice, it became more than written words. The hardest element for a musician to develop, the cultivation of the lyrics in to stories, was being perfectly mastered on stage.

​ Tears once again fled to my eyes. Despite the upbeat song, I connected, hitting hard with the lyrics. But were tears necessary? I pulled in a deep breath, wiping away the few fallen tears. Luke didn't have control of my life. He was from forever ago, and just because of tonight's incident, I cry? That wasn't me. I became stronger. He didn't deserve my tears. Not now. Not ever.

​Standing up I walked off backstage, forgetting about my scars. I blocked out the pain. Created a barrier. I was surrounded; untouchable. I bottled up my problem and walked out a new person, with no worry in the world. But little did I know, my troubles were not over. Because life never goes as planned.

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Another chapter finished!! Yay!! I hope you enjoyed. I'm still on vacation at the moment, but I'm already off schedule for updating. Oh well.

I've already started the next chapter and hopefully I'll be able to find some inspiration to help me while I'm on the plane coming home.

It might feel like I've totally forgotten about my other stories, but I haven't. It's just that this story has been coming easier than the others as I have it planned out as well. If you want an update of something else, please, please let me know. I will write a chapter of another story if you want. It's not a problem.

But until next time...

-Midnightriter <3