Lass mich nicht im Stich

I have honestly no idea where this story is going, enjoy hope you like even though I can't write stories well *pout*
But oh well nothing can help that fact...
in this chap Tom gets a creepy feeling....

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Even before the door was opened Tom felt a foreboding sense. Something wasn’t right. As he opened the door and entered the room he didn’t know what to expect. What he saw wasn’t wrong, everything was where it should be. His clothes still hung over the chair in the corner, his guitar stood neatly against the bed with music sheets seemingly thrown on it,… even his stuffed tiger Bill gave him years ago was still on his pillow. But still… something wasn’t right. Even if everything was in place. He couldn’t pinpoint the feeling.

Shaking his head Tom blamed the feeling on tiredness. After all, he had to compose the music for their newest song. For some reason David wanted him to write it, he knew Bill was behind it. “Stupid David, with his stupid ideas. As if I wasn’t busy enough, but does anybody ever listen to me? Noooo..” Tom muttered underneath his breath, while he leaned down to pickup the key-card that had fallen down on the ground. Suddenly his cell phone went off causing Tom to jump up in surprise and bumping his head against one of the lamps hanging on the walls.
“Damnit” Picking up his cell from the small table, he flicked it open and yelled to whoever it was. “What!”

“Easy man, it’s me.” Tom blinked owlishly trying to figure out who it was and slapped his head. “ Sorry Georg, you surprised the hell out of me.” He sighed deeply “What’s wrong?”

“We were wondering if you had seen Bill?” Tom heard someone talking urgently to Georg but couldn’t understand what was being said. “No, haven’t seen Bill today. Whose we?”
“Gustav and I we’re… hey … Tom? It’s Gustav.” Apparently Gustav snatched Georg’s cell from him ‘cause now he could hear Georg complain in the back. Tom grinned, Georg might be the eldest but he could be so childish at times. “Yeah, what?”
“Tom, where’s Bill?” And apparently it was 20-questions day today. “I don’t know. Why, what’s wrong?”
“He was supposed to talk to David and Peter in some sort of meeting about that new song of his.” Gustav’s voice sounded worried, he sounded like someone just got murdered. Tom crocked an eyebrow while answering
“Than why don’t you ask them? Or Saki?”
“Because he never showed up! For crying out loud Tom, why do you think I’m asking.” Now he was getting angry.
“ Well sorry, why am I supposed to know! I’m not his babysitter, I don’t watch his every step!”
“You’re his twin Tom, he always tells you everything. So naturally we thought that perhaps he told you where he went.”
“Have you checked his room?” ”yes”, ”the studios?” “yes”, “the dining room downstairs?” “yes”, “that little room near the pool?” “yes”, “the roof?”, “…No”, “his bunk on the tourbus?”…”Yes Tom, we checked all those places except the roof Saki and his men are going to look there right now as we speak.”

Now Tom was getting very worried. Even though he wasn’t acting the same towards his brother these past days… well weeks, he was still his twin. “Gustav how long have you been searching for him?” Gustav hesitated to answer as if knowing what Tom’s reaction is going to be. “Four hours.”

Tom was silent, he was shocked. HIS little brother has been gone for four…. FOUR hours and he only knew now. He just couldn’t believe it, couldn’t grasp the fact that they didn’t tell him sooner. Why didn’t they call him? And what Gustav feared that would happen, happened. He exploded. “WHAT! My brother has been missing for four fucking hours and you only call me now!!! What’s wrong with you guys!! Did you completely lose it or what! Gott FOUR hours Gustav, four! Do you know what could happen in four hours!!” Before he could rant further Gustav interrupted him “We know we should’ve called you sooner but with the way you two were acting towards eachother… we thought you had a twin-fight or something like it.”

Tom was silent again. Gustav was right, they were behaving as if they had a twin-fight. But he knows why, it was his fault, he was the one avoiding Bill. And this is what happened because of it. Now his little brother was missing and he knew it was because he didn’t watch him. “Tom?” “I’m going to look in his room … I’ll let you know.” Before Gustav could say a word Tom flicked his cell shut and started to run towards Bill’s hotelroom.

He should’ve known that the foreboding feeling he felt earlier was a warning!

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*peeks from behind the couch* ...even if you don't like it...i'll keep writing nah *pokes out tongue*