Just Tonight

Subject: Just Tonight Wed Jan 04, 2012 10:25 pm

"Yes, mom, I'm a party animal." Carla shouted into her mother's complaints about her daughter's late night arrivals and hangovers.
"Well then, you're out of my house. I mean it." Her mom finally decided.
"WHAT?" Carla cried.
"Like you heard, you're outside. Find your own living. I don't raise girls like that, I'm sorry." Carla's mom insisted.
"If that's what you want mother, then I'm fucking out of here." Carla raised her voice and slammed the front door behind her.

And this is how I start my life, a homeless teenager, searching for a job, and a life. I went on searching around the city for small coffee shops and restaurants, maybe I'd find a vacancy. I'd prefer working as a waitress or something for the time being. Wait, I forgot all about my shelter; I'll call Nicki and see maybe she'll share her dorm with me.

*calls Nicki*
Carla: Helloooo, party sis!
Nicki: Hey hey girl, What's up?
Carla: Got kicked out of home, was wondering if..
Nicki: You're living with me. Now. Grab your shit and come over.
Carla: Just until I find a job hun. I'll be there. Thank you lover!
Nicki: I'm waiting for you.

Here I am, all settled up for my new living. Finally, I found a job: a cashier at this shitty coffee shop. I made a deal with the manager that I'd be taking all morning shifts, I mean, I need to party. After I was done packing up my goods, I went straight to Nicki's house. She welcomed me with the usual hug and kisses.
"So , where's the party tonight?" Nicki grinned.
"You choose!" I rolled my eyes.
"Oh, sure. Then it'll be a surprise!"Nicki said with excitement.
"You're the one who's going to choose the places from now on!" I warned her.
"I can keep up with that!" Nicki winked.

3 years passed, Carla was still a hardcore party animal. Year after year, she'd grow wilder; her salary gone all over parties and drinks and outings. Although Carla had met many men at party places, she'd never been interested in knowing them or even hooking up, If she wanted a guy, she'd only dance with him to pass the time with Nicki.
But one day, Carla woke up to herself. She fell into tears as she realized what she'd done to herself, what life she leads, what mess she made. "I don't want to party anymore! I don't want to be that monster!" Carla sobbed. "Sweety, there's no other escape. Stop crying!" Nicki wiped her tears. "Don't you see what we put ourselves into? This huge mess, this fucking gigantic piece of mess!" Carla said. "Just one more night, please." Nicki pleaded. "Please...just tonight!" Nicki repeated with a broken smile. "Okay, only this time." Carla agreed.
She went to dress up in her favorite party clothes and put her funky make up on for the last time in her life. Nicki felt sorry for Carla, but she never admitted her mistake of being a party freak.
"Let's keep the best for the last, and here it is, the best club in L.A!" Nicki smiled.
"I hope it's worth it..." Carla took a deep breath.

Carla entered the vast room filled with professional colored lighting and heavy sound of dance music. She looked around the place, searching for the dance floor, just to lose it for the last time. However, the place was too crowded, she couldn't reach the dance floor. She'd reached the bar and found a seat and a space around to dance.
"Vodka and orange, please." Carla shouted to the bartender.
The bartender passed over the drink to Carla while she chugged it in one second. Surely after that, she was all boosted and half unconscious. She got down from her seat and danced around the bar, as she closed her eyes, and her tears fell smoothly. When she opened her eyes as she was dancing, she saw a beautiful blond guy in front of her. Out of all the clubs she'd been to, out of all the men she'd seen, there was something about him, his eyes, his face, his look.
Carla grabbed his hands and put them around her waist, pressing her body against him, moving her last groove. Carla pointed his worried expression on his face and then felt his hand grab her wrist and move her outside of the groovy side.

He took me away from the noise, into an empty hall. I was excited yet afraid, careless yet worried. What was going to happen next? Will he kill me? Will he rape me? But he pushed me against the wall and stood right in front of me. "I don't want to see you cry, never." the beautiful guy said. Before I could utter a word, his lips were melting into mine; he kissed me, very unexpectedly. I lost myself into that stranger's kiss because it was my last night to do something that crazy again. I should promise I won't talk to him again, or ask for his name or number.
"Would you go for a small ride?" the man offered. "Sure" I said innocently. I followed his steps until we reached his amazing black car. I entered the car as he made its engine roar with life and drove out of the parking.
"So tell me, your name, what were you doing there, why were you crying..." the man said. "Excuse me?" I was shocked. Who the hell was he to ask me personal questions? I don't understand why all of this is happening in the first place. Let me give him a chance, just tonight. "My name is Carla...and 6 years ago my mom kicked me out of the house because I party a lot and I promised myself that this night would be my last." I spilled my life story. "You should go back home right now." the guy said with a serious tone. "I don't know if my mom will even open up the door..." I felt my tears crawling upon my cheek. His hand reached for my face, moving away my tears. "Where's your home?" he said as he caressed my hand. I directed him into the streets with no argument. As he was driving me home, I remembered Nicki. What should I tell her? She doesn't even know that I'm out of the night club. Oh well, I had to leave her behind this time.
Suddenly, the car stopped in front of my house, the one that I've missed all this messed up time. "Come on, you can do this, trust me." he said, squeezing my hand. How could I trust a stranger? I couldn't resist his beauty and innocence, his eyes shined with purity. I smiled to hide my tears and we walked to the front door.
He rang the door bell, making my heart drop down to my knees with worry and fear. We heard someone rush to open the door. As the door opened, I saw my mother. She looked so cute in her night gown and that worried face. But it wasn't time for appreciation, it was time to face the past and start a new page.
"Your daughter wants to tell you about her mistakes, I guess. Would you listen to her, please?" the blond guy asked Carla's mother.
"Sure!" Carla's mom accepted, her eyes welling up with tears.
"Mom, I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I was a bitch, a stupid mindless girl! You don't deserve me as a spoiled child... but I promise this time, to me, and to you, I'll never be the same again." I hugged her tightly.
"Welcome home baby" Carla's mother breathed, her happiness overflowing.

And I was home again! My mom let the stranger guy in too, weird. There was still something about him, I'm sure about that! He brought me back home, he brought hope back to me. I went up to my room, taking him with me while holding his hand. I closed my room door behind me after we were in. None of us said a word, we just shared smiles and gazes. For the final move, he was over me on my bed, kissing my neck as I shivered. I held him close against me, feeling his warmth, stopping all the action. "Your name?" I whispered to him. "Bill, Bill Kaulitz." he said. I gasped with surprise but he caught me with a kiss again, a never-ending one.

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