I am fuming with anger and people actually go out of my way when they see me stomping across the venue.

That's when I get a call over the handheld. "Security please come to main stage, there is a fight going on in the mosh pit. Security, please." I recognise Jeff's voice.

Okay I am not really part of the security team but I am in the mood to break some bones so I decide to go up there and see if I can help.
When I reach the mosh pit in front of the main stage I can see there is a huge brawl going on.
Attila is playing, no wonder, even I get aggressions when listening to their music.

I can see Jeff and Max trying to pull out some people and fighting off others and stupidly decide to go in as well. It takes only seconds until some guy who is fighting with his back to me, turns around as I touch his shoulder to push him aside and launches a punch straight to my jaw. I try to steady myself but rapidly the outer edges of my vision get blurry and I stumble and then I pass out.

.......

I wake up in the first aid tent and find myself lying on a stretcher, my head is pounding and my face hurts like crazy.

I try to touch it but someone catches my hand in midair and I hear a soft voice chuckle. "I wouldn't do that, Gi. It'll hurt like a bitch."
I blink a few times and turn my head in the direction of the voice and see Tony sitting beside me smiling gently and shaking his head.

"It already hurts like hell." I mumble, noticing that I can't open my mouth correctly and my lips feel swollen and bruised.

"What on earth gave you the idea to get into the mosh pit to stop a fight? Are you having a death wish or what?" He sounds annoyed.

I remember the events of this day and can't help a few tears escaping my eyes. It's the pain and the emotions and the anger all mixed together that's causing it. "Long story, Tony and I'm not in the mood to talk about it." I sniffle.

"Oh, my god, Gi are you crying? I'm sorry, I didn't want to be mean, I was just worried about you." He strokes my hand with his thumb.

"It's not your fault, how come you are here anyway?" I try to change the subject.

"Oh I saw you when they were carrying you out unconsciously and wanted to make sure you're okay."

"Aww, Tony, you're so sweet." I smile at him and squeeze his hand thankfully.

"Anything for you." He mumbles and bends down to kiss my forehead.

Wow, did he really mean that? Or is it just in the moment? Stop! Gi, you just had your portion of shit with band members. Don't even think about it.

"I bet I look like a freak." I say slowly trying to sit up.

Tony helps me up and chuckles slightly. "Well half of your face is turning black and blue at the moment and you're pretty swollen up. So yes, you do."

"Ha, ha, very funny. So could you please help me get back to my bus, I think I need to rest for a while." I ask grabbing his arm for support because I still feel a bit shaky.

"You can have my bunk for the moment. It's way closer and we can have an eye on you while you rest." He offers.

I smile at him nodding in agreement and if my face wouldn't hurt so much I would have planted a kiss on these sweet lips of his.
I slip my hand in the pocket of my vest to look for my phone when I can feel a piece of paper, I pull it out and look at Tony.

"What is that?" He asks sounding so genuine that I am sure he has nothing to do with it. I unfold the note. It says. 'I need you so bad, Down, down, down. X'

I try not to look too shaken at this and stuff the note back into my pocket ignoring his questioning look. When we reach the PTV bus I let Tony explain to the guys and just sink into his bunk.

Fuck, could this day get any worse? I ball my fists and fight back the tears, shit I am scared and I am sad.

I try to stop thinking and just close my eyes and relax. Tonys bunk smells so nice, I can't put my finger on it, I think it just smells like Tony, I hug his pillow and soon enough I fall asleep.

Notes

That's what I call a bad day! Do I still have your attention? See ya! Xx