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The evening was in full swing.
The twins were constantly sought, and to forget that Bill had not spoken since he arrived two hours, Yoko drank champagne on champagne, along with Terry, only in this lost world that was absolutely not their own.

But they had fun anyway, remembering special moments of his last three days.

From time to time, Yoko looked up to the crowd from where the twins were the center and tried to capture the attention of Billy, but it was the look of Andreas who plunged whenever the his and the girl turned away as early eyes.

- Are you sure this is their best friend one? Terry asked a wary tone.
- Bah yeah look, they have not dropped all evening ...
- It looks really weird!
- After all, it must not be easy either with all the hysterics that are harassing him ... she replied absently.
- Yeah ...

Yoko dipped his lips in his tenth glass of champagne, and thought she was starting to be pretty drunk.

When looked up from the bottom of his glass, the sweet face of evil Billy had it in front of her. She was choked

half and brought a hand to her mouth to wipe the champagne had flowed from his lips.
He smiled and stared at her with black eyes a deep breath.

- You know Yoko is not because it's free that you should feel obligated to get drunk every night, "he said softly, still smiling, which forced her to look about him to understand.

She giggled.

- You know Billy, I'm watching for two hours or you're here, thou hast drank more than me.
- A photo Bill please!

Yoko turned and saw a man pointing his large camera on them both.

Bill Yoko then grabbed by the waist by wrapping both hands, and dangerously close to him, pressing her face against her cheek, and he stopped taking the pose.

Yoko wanted to die and thought she would do anything to stop time and rot in his arms there until the end of his pathetic life.

There was a big blinding flash and Yoko was completely rung several seconds before realizing that Billy had again disappeared into the crowd.

She began to search Terry's eyes and found a little later, she was with Tom, Gustav and Ian, they laughed with gusto together while a dozen people around them without really taking part in their conversation .

She grabbed another cup champagne from a passing tray and taking a sip, realized she could not swallow a drop of alcohol because they all vomit at the slightest jostling.

is what happened, it pushed her slightly and turned to see who had done it, his brain went into an uncontrollable spiral that spun him dirrect nausea.
All turned, she no longer knew where she was.

She drank the glass too, she must find the toilet, fast.

By gathering her courage, she asked a waitress who quickly pointed to a corner at the other end of the room, crossed Yoko with tottering steps and quick.

She walks in the door was a corridor that seemed endless.
She crossed a few people who looked strangely. Yoko felt like asking them crying if they had never seen anyone drunk.

The toilets were there at the end of the corridor.
There were several doors and entered the first door she found him and ran into the first cab to shut himself up and throw everything she had been drinking that evening. As

as his esophagus contracted, she felt herself slowly back to reality, and swirl in her brain ceased.
She splashed some cold water in his face and drank big gulps to rinse the mouth, then stepped out of the toilet.

In the hallway, she looked left, then right. There was nobody but a door was ajar, not far from her and she heard the familiar soft-spoken Bill through, it was the men's room.

Yoko approached on tiptoe and looked through the crack in the door.
He was there leaning against the sink in front of someone that Yoko could not see, but she could understand what they murmured.

- it is on Wonderful my friend. But trust me, it is exactly like all the others.
- Close Andreas, you even know it! Billy replied, raising his voice and making a sudden move that made her bracelets clinking of metal around his wrists.

Yoko was a slight movement back and his heart began to beat wildly when she realized they were talking about it.

- True, but you nor I will indicate this. Bill whore opens her eyes, all she wants is to blow, it's just a fucking groupie!

Lyrics of peroxide blond young Yoko struck in the belly like a stab and she saw Bill turn strongly against the mirror and her reflection, her eyes filled with anger and mouth trembling.

Yoko had never seen such an expression in her eyes, she was almost afraid.
But his answer literally nailed on the spot.

- You may be right. He said, closing his eyes.

Yoko saw the pale hand of Andreas landed on the shoulder of his friend.

- Bill, I want just as well t'ailles buddy, that's all.

Yoko had her hand pressed to his lips, stuck in the dark corridor, and big drops came crashing salt on his shirt brand new.
She simply could not believe what she heard, she was so bad.

His head was spinning again and she tried to concentrate to understand the following discussion between two young people but it did not succeed.

Large tears spilled from her throat and she clapped her hands over her mouth to muffle the sound, to no avail.

The bathroom door sprang open and eyes wide open Billy rested on poor Yoko was in shock, crying and completely drunk at the door.

- Yoko! He dropped in amazement.

He extended his hand towards her but she stepped back suddenly

- Ca ... okay, I think I understand. She uttered in a voice trembling with alcoholic trying to maintain some semblance of dignity completely unnecessary given the situation.

She pulled the cord from the All Access badge from his pocket and threw it violently at the figure of Billy and ran through the deserted corridor looking for any way to leave this place.

- Yoko wait! She heard behind her call.

She opened the first door that was on his way and found himself in a dark and empty office.
She slammed the door behind and she rushed towards the exit on the other side.
The heels of cowboy boots in thousand euros chattered on the floor behind her.

Yoko crosses the exit door and found himself outside in the dark in the pouring rain, amid a dark and deserted courtyard just lit by a motion detector light.

She did not have time to take three steps that Billy caught her and dragged her by the arm to face him.

Blinded by tears and anger, she flung the slap the most powerful she had never given to anyone.
He also let go and blow dry him back a yard.

- Damn! Let go there, both hands pressed against his cheek.

Yoko began to run but there was no tarmac, grass was soaked by the rain which had become muddy and heels sank softly, which made her stumble. A

knee, she could hardly stand to. All
turned around and she saw the huge trees in the park above his head as if they would fall on him.

- YOKO! ORDERS SHIT!

She rose painfully and turned around. It was
before her, completely soaked, her hair had fallen into a mass of fine droplets and tousled white hair gel filled fell by dozens of tips of her black locks.

They did not move for a few seconds, the breath.
Yoko tried to catch his breath, but loud sobs tore his breath and tears mixed with rain blinded completely.

- Look at you, you're soaked, "she said between sobs. In the

closer Yoko noticed with dismay that he was bleeding on the top of the left cheekbone.

He passed his hand over his wound and looked at the blood on his fingers.
Yoko did the same with his right hand and noticed that his silver ring set with a large sapphire crude a friend of his had brought from Sri Lanka was full of blood.

- It's nothing. He said almost coldly.

Yoko felt another wave of violent sobs invade and she closed her eyes without trying to remember.

- Why are you doing this! She moaned, her fists clenched.
- I'm sorry, you'll never hear of it.
- SHIT Bill, what are you crazy! She began to cry. I can not anymore, damn I can not stand!

He advanced quickly toward her and tried to calm her, but she pushed him away violently.

- Yoko edges're drunk!

He seized his two wrists and with a force that Yoko underestimated, he pressed against a tree behind them.

Yoko lutait with all his strength and pushed a few times, but he returned to the charge.
After a few unsuccessful attempts, she relented and gave way to pouring its flood of tears on the black shirt completely soaked the young man.

- Why are you doing this shit ... "she moaned constantly.

Billy ventured to release one of Yoko's wrist and grabbed his cell phone in his pocket.

- Saki, I am in the park behind the castle with Yoko, she is not well at all ... Yes I need a car ... yeah as discreetly as possible. Quickly.
- I want to puke ... "she said, leaning his head against the torso of a young man.

He brushed a lock of his face and knelt against the tree, crouching beside her and watched her spit out all the champagne in the muddy grass, holding her hair, her hands clenched tightly in hers.

- Yoko It's okay, it will go there just for us. He kept on repeating.

After a few minutes, she raised her eyes and looked painfully Saki and another man running towards them with a huge umbrella and a white towel in hand.

Billy helped him get up and wrapped the towel.
Yoko is left to do, head down, amorphous. She heard and saw nothing of the three men who were working with her.

Saki and the other man grabbed each by the arm and led him into a car.
Lying on the knees of Billy, his head was spinning and it's not to hold back vomit again and again to the hotel.

She closed her eyes and did not even felt the hand of Bill gently caressing her face, fixing a look guilty and worried.
fifteen minutes, and they were at the hotel.