Chester 's Point Of View Essay
Imagine being soaked by the rain, cold and alone, from being ditched by your best friend at three in the morning. Not only that, but having to hitch-hike, knowing the next car that pulls over could be anyone. For all I knew, a serial killer or worse could be waiting for me, a little too willing to give me a ride. Thankfully, that wasn 't the case when a kind woman stopped and asked if I needed a ride, who turned out to be a fan. She picked me up, knowing where I needed to go as she already had tickets, planning to attend the next show. As a thank you, I gifted her with two backstage passes, to which she wished me well and continued on.
Mike called me soon after I arrived, making me hesitant to answer, considering he didn 't seem to have a care in the world about me until he probably woke up. I eventually decided to answer, as I still loved my best friend, no matter how he wronged me. He apologized profoundly, but I 've had enough of people walking out on me and I 'm not willing to allow it to happen again. It hurt so much more knowing it was my best friend.
After a brutal talk with Mike after the bus arrived at the venue, I retired to the bus, wanting to at least attempt to get some sleep. I was drained emotionally and felt somewhat numb to everything. I didn 't even care that the others now knew Talinda and I aren 't together anymore, but I had in mind that I couldn 't keep up the charade forever.
I took a minute to change into something more…