To Fill His Heart

‘Tobey Andrews found guilty of first degree murder of local teenager Amelia Lindsay' I couldn’t read any further without tearing up. What kind of sick bastard walks into the tube thinking it would be alright to shoot the nearest person? Every time I saw his smug face, with his beady eyes I felt angry. There’s no doubt in my mind that I would kill him if I had the chance.

I couldn’t stand the thought of staying in the same country as that heartless son of a bitch, so I knew the only option was to leave. So here I am in the Sydney Airport with nowhere to go. So I aimlessly continued wandering around the hundreds of people I wondered if any of them would recognise me, after all every other time I had been to Australia there had been uproar. Maybe that was because of the other lads?

I didn’t really care anyway I just needed some place to stay. I would take anywhere, just as long as I could lock myself in a room to deal with my emotions in peace. Out of nowhere I spotted a brochure for a little hostel in the heart of Sydney, to me it sounded perfect. It was then decided that it was to be my new haven for the next however long.

I was deliberately avoiding checking my phone; I already knew what it was going to say, and who was going to say it. It had now gotten to the point where I had to use my phone to book accommodation and it absolutely killed me knowing I had 24 missed calls, and 18 messages -all from the same person.

“Louis.” I muttered angrily, he was my best mate and I knew he deserved a reply but honestly I just couldn’t deal with him right now.

Instead I dialled the number from my sheet and pressed call.

“Hi, I’d like to book a room.”

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