a kiss so fatal *RE-POSTED*
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Singers/Bands/Musicians › HIM
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
1,482
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of HIM. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
LAST CHAPTER!
Ville fumbled with the lock for endless moments til he finally managed to get the door undone. He slammed it hard behind him and started running for the stairs. As he got to the floor below, he changed his mind about leaving the hotel and started down the corridoor to where he knew the rest of the band were staying, hoping they hadn't checked out already.
Ville knocked frantically at the door, checking behind him to make sure Bam wasn't there. He pushed past Gas as the door was opened, and into the room where the rest of the band where hanging out, ready to leave when their cab arrived.
"Hey Ville, what's up? I thought you'd gone home to see your dad" Linde said. "Yeah, how is he?" added Mige, looking up from his laptop.
"I didn't go and see my dad, I never left the hotel, it's Bam, he's lost it. You guys have to help me, I think we need to call the police before he does anything stupid"
"Yeah ok, where's Bam hiding then? this is one of your weird jokes isn't it?!" Burton laughed.
"Seriously, guys, Bam's completely insane" Ville got more and more distressed as his friends continued to disbelieve him. He didn't want to tell them the whole story as it made his stomach turn just thinking about it, but he knew it might be the only way to convince them. "I'M NOT FUCKING JOKING, GUYS" He yelled, causing the rest of the room to fall silent, as everybody stared at him, unsure now as Ville really did seem upset and scared.
"Ville, sweetheart, how did you get that black eye?" Linde asked in a whisper, almost too scared to know the answer.
"Bam. He lost his temper and hit me. He needs help, he's not stable any more"
"What happened, love?" asked Mige as they all came and sat on the bed that Ville was on, anxious and wanting to help their friend.
"It's my fault, I never noticed and I've sent him insane"
"What's your fault? What happened last night?"
"I don't know, Bam took me up to his hotel room cos I was drunk, and when I woke up, I was tied up and Bam was out of his mind, telling me that he loved me and that I've been hurting him for so long because I never noticed"
"OH MY GOD! Bam loves you? I always thought he was straight" exclaimed Linde, shocked. "But It's ok right? I mean all you have to do is explain that you don't think of him like that"
"I tried that, but it made him worse, he..." Ville found himself choking on the sentance he knew he had to say, but couldn't quite believe.
"He what, Ville? what did he do?" asked Gas, seeing the tears forming in the singers eyes.
"He raped me. And again this morning, he threatened to stab the waiter if I said anything when he brought room service this morning"
The rest of the group sat in shocked silence for a while before Mige tentively said "B...but he wouldn't really use a knife on someone, I mean, this is Bam, he wouldn't draw blood would he?"
Without a sound, Ville removed his shirt, keeping his eyes down, listening to the gasps of horror as his friends saw the deep angry cuts that spelled out Bam's name, engraved into his chest.
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At the same time, Bam was slowly coming round after passing out due to hitting his head on the sink as he fell. He put his hand to his head, confused as to where he was and how he had passed out.
As he stood up and cleaned the blood from his face, all that he had done to Ville came flooding back into his memory, and sanity and shame hit him in a way that was more painful than when Ville had punched him.
**Oh my god. What have I done? I couldn't have done that to him, this has to be a nightmare**
but even as Bam tried desperately to convince himself that he never would have hurt the man he loved he realized that it was true - he had raped his best friend.
His stomach churned violently and he barely made it to the toilet before emptying it's contents, over and over again until there was nothing left in him but dry retching and sobbing as he thought about how much he had hurt Ville.
** I have to find him and apologize, try to make him see that it wasn't me. I would have NEVER hurt him like that if i'd been sober and..... who am I kidding, there's no excuse.**
He reached the door before he realized two things: 1. he didn't know where Ville was or even if he was still in the hotel, and 2. even if he did find Ville, there was no way he would sit down with Bam and let him try to explain. Bam walked back towards his bed, the tears running down his face freely as he knew there was only one thing for him to do.
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"I'm going to kill him" Mige growled, getting up from the bed and pacing angrily. "I can't believe we believed him when he said you'd gone home, we're so sorry."
"It's not your fault darling, you didn't have any reason not to believe him"
"I think we need to call the police, we don't know what he'll do when he's like this. I'll go down to the lobby and see if i can use their phone" suggested Linde
"No. I wanna go straight to Bam first and ask him what the hell he thinks he's playing at" Mige said, already heading for the door.
"I've gotta say, I agree. I wanna find out what is going on with him, it's not like him" Gas added, and him and Burton followed Mige out the door and started down the hall. Linde grabbed Ville's hand and gently pulled him to his feet.
"I'm going to go as well darling, but wait here and we'll come straight back, I promise"
"I'm coming with you. I don't wanna see him again but I'm not sitting here by myself, and I lost my wallet and lighter in his room somewhere. I need to try and make some sense out of what happened."
"But Ville....."
"I'm coming with you, Linde, there's no point in arguing with me."
They walked down the hallway and met up with the rest of the band, about to enter the hotel room.
The minute they walked in, they were greeted by the sight of Bam motionless on the bed, an empty bottle of whiskey and empty packets of painkillers scattered over the duvet.
Gas walked over to the bed and checked Bam's pulse. "It's too late guys... he's dead."
Ville stood in shock until he noticed an envelope with his name on, sitting on the bedside table. With shaking hands he opened it, not even noticing as Linde sat down beside him and Mige went to inform the hotel of Bam's death.
My darling Ville,
I am so sorry for what I did to you. I know that doesn't even begin to make it right but I need you to know that I never meant for it to happen. When I came round from being unconcious, it was as if my memory had come back to me.
I'm not sure why I did those things to you, I think being drunk and high mixed with the knowledge that you would never love me back was too much for me to handle. I can't bear to live, knowing that I raped my best friend, the only person I will ever love, so I am going to kill myself, I hope one day you will start to forgive me for the pain I put you through.
You are the only person who ever saw me as more than 'Bam Margera- professional jackass' you saw that I was more than that and it made me care for you even more. Tell the rest of H.I.M that I'm sorry.
know that I will always love you and I'm truly sorry, Bam
Ville sat, crying silent tears curled up in Linde's arms, as the sound of police sirens reached their ears.
ok, the ending turned out a little more depressing than it was in my head, sorry!! I was going to do an alternate ending for anyone that wanted Bam to catch Ville but I am having a severe case of writers block and this is all that came out! I hope you enjoyed it anyway. please review!!!
Ville knocked frantically at the door, checking behind him to make sure Bam wasn't there. He pushed past Gas as the door was opened, and into the room where the rest of the band where hanging out, ready to leave when their cab arrived.
"Hey Ville, what's up? I thought you'd gone home to see your dad" Linde said. "Yeah, how is he?" added Mige, looking up from his laptop.
"I didn't go and see my dad, I never left the hotel, it's Bam, he's lost it. You guys have to help me, I think we need to call the police before he does anything stupid"
"Yeah ok, where's Bam hiding then? this is one of your weird jokes isn't it?!" Burton laughed.
"Seriously, guys, Bam's completely insane" Ville got more and more distressed as his friends continued to disbelieve him. He didn't want to tell them the whole story as it made his stomach turn just thinking about it, but he knew it might be the only way to convince them. "I'M NOT FUCKING JOKING, GUYS" He yelled, causing the rest of the room to fall silent, as everybody stared at him, unsure now as Ville really did seem upset and scared.
"Ville, sweetheart, how did you get that black eye?" Linde asked in a whisper, almost too scared to know the answer.
"Bam. He lost his temper and hit me. He needs help, he's not stable any more"
"What happened, love?" asked Mige as they all came and sat on the bed that Ville was on, anxious and wanting to help their friend.
"It's my fault, I never noticed and I've sent him insane"
"What's your fault? What happened last night?"
"I don't know, Bam took me up to his hotel room cos I was drunk, and when I woke up, I was tied up and Bam was out of his mind, telling me that he loved me and that I've been hurting him for so long because I never noticed"
"OH MY GOD! Bam loves you? I always thought he was straight" exclaimed Linde, shocked. "But It's ok right? I mean all you have to do is explain that you don't think of him like that"
"I tried that, but it made him worse, he..." Ville found himself choking on the sentance he knew he had to say, but couldn't quite believe.
"He what, Ville? what did he do?" asked Gas, seeing the tears forming in the singers eyes.
"He raped me. And again this morning, he threatened to stab the waiter if I said anything when he brought room service this morning"
The rest of the group sat in shocked silence for a while before Mige tentively said "B...but he wouldn't really use a knife on someone, I mean, this is Bam, he wouldn't draw blood would he?"
Without a sound, Ville removed his shirt, keeping his eyes down, listening to the gasps of horror as his friends saw the deep angry cuts that spelled out Bam's name, engraved into his chest.
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At the same time, Bam was slowly coming round after passing out due to hitting his head on the sink as he fell. He put his hand to his head, confused as to where he was and how he had passed out.
As he stood up and cleaned the blood from his face, all that he had done to Ville came flooding back into his memory, and sanity and shame hit him in a way that was more painful than when Ville had punched him.
**Oh my god. What have I done? I couldn't have done that to him, this has to be a nightmare**
but even as Bam tried desperately to convince himself that he never would have hurt the man he loved he realized that it was true - he had raped his best friend.
His stomach churned violently and he barely made it to the toilet before emptying it's contents, over and over again until there was nothing left in him but dry retching and sobbing as he thought about how much he had hurt Ville.
** I have to find him and apologize, try to make him see that it wasn't me. I would have NEVER hurt him like that if i'd been sober and..... who am I kidding, there's no excuse.**
He reached the door before he realized two things: 1. he didn't know where Ville was or even if he was still in the hotel, and 2. even if he did find Ville, there was no way he would sit down with Bam and let him try to explain. Bam walked back towards his bed, the tears running down his face freely as he knew there was only one thing for him to do.
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"I'm going to kill him" Mige growled, getting up from the bed and pacing angrily. "I can't believe we believed him when he said you'd gone home, we're so sorry."
"It's not your fault darling, you didn't have any reason not to believe him"
"I think we need to call the police, we don't know what he'll do when he's like this. I'll go down to the lobby and see if i can use their phone" suggested Linde
"No. I wanna go straight to Bam first and ask him what the hell he thinks he's playing at" Mige said, already heading for the door.
"I've gotta say, I agree. I wanna find out what is going on with him, it's not like him" Gas added, and him and Burton followed Mige out the door and started down the hall. Linde grabbed Ville's hand and gently pulled him to his feet.
"I'm going to go as well darling, but wait here and we'll come straight back, I promise"
"I'm coming with you. I don't wanna see him again but I'm not sitting here by myself, and I lost my wallet and lighter in his room somewhere. I need to try and make some sense out of what happened."
"But Ville....."
"I'm coming with you, Linde, there's no point in arguing with me."
They walked down the hallway and met up with the rest of the band, about to enter the hotel room.
The minute they walked in, they were greeted by the sight of Bam motionless on the bed, an empty bottle of whiskey and empty packets of painkillers scattered over the duvet.
Gas walked over to the bed and checked Bam's pulse. "It's too late guys... he's dead."
Ville stood in shock until he noticed an envelope with his name on, sitting on the bedside table. With shaking hands he opened it, not even noticing as Linde sat down beside him and Mige went to inform the hotel of Bam's death.
My darling Ville,
I am so sorry for what I did to you. I know that doesn't even begin to make it right but I need you to know that I never meant for it to happen. When I came round from being unconcious, it was as if my memory had come back to me.
I'm not sure why I did those things to you, I think being drunk and high mixed with the knowledge that you would never love me back was too much for me to handle. I can't bear to live, knowing that I raped my best friend, the only person I will ever love, so I am going to kill myself, I hope one day you will start to forgive me for the pain I put you through.
You are the only person who ever saw me as more than 'Bam Margera- professional jackass' you saw that I was more than that and it made me care for you even more. Tell the rest of H.I.M that I'm sorry.
know that I will always love you and I'm truly sorry, Bam
Ville sat, crying silent tears curled up in Linde's arms, as the sound of police sirens reached their ears.
ok, the ending turned out a little more depressing than it was in my head, sorry!! I was going to do an alternate ending for anyone that wanted Bam to catch Ville but I am having a severe case of writers block and this is all that came out! I hope you enjoyed it anyway. please review!!!