I checked in at 23:50- 10 minutes before I turned 24. My phone was still playing dead but my iPad decided to grant me the wish of telling my mom I was okay- she’d been worried since she didn’t hear from me since the beginning. My aunt knew the police let me go but nobody told her where to. My mom was asleep when I called, but very happy I was still aliiive.
At 23:53 I felt the urge to wash the stress away so I put on my bikini and sneaked out past the night guard. The pool lights were off so for someone with my eyesight (meaning me) it looked like a large black tub with dark water. Surprisingly cold but I jumped in, submerged, trying to make the stress vapour. Trying to tell myself the Bitch wasn’t here, she didn’t know where I was & wouldn’t hunt me down with an axe- well, that escalated quickly. I touched the bottom of the pool, swam to the surface and decided this wasn’t helping, it was time for heavy measures. I grabbed my towel and walked back to my room, past the night guard who DID see me this time and nearly screamed as he never saw me leave the building in the first place, so to see this weird, pale lady in a bikini sneaking past him around midnight was almost too much to handle.
It was 23:56, I put on my pyjama’s, angrily threw my phone against the wall AND IT FIXED IT. Magic exists.
The phone told me it was 23:58. Two more minutes as a 23-year old. Oh, what a year it has been. Damn it, don’t get sentimental now. I discovered my nightstand was actually a mini-fridge (angels singing again) with ONE can of beer in it.
23:59. Let’s get drunk.
00:00. Oh my god it’s my birthday do I really have to deal with this shit right now I’m so done with today and this country and buses and you know what, The Rock. Yes, I was even done with the real one AND the fake Brazilian-police one.
I drank the beer in three big gulps and immediately felt my stomach protesting so my first Official Act as a birthday girl was running to the bathroom to throw up AND I WASN’T EVEN DRUNK. I got my act together and ended the pity party I was throwing myself. I woke up twice, certain I saw The Bitch on the balcony and she was definitely out to get me...