Lass mich nicht im Stich

...well...it's short....*scratches head* what else can i say...besides that they still aren't mine (bummer ^^) and that you should enjoy!

Bill's hurt and alone and confesses to himself his feelings of Tom

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Everything was black.

Completely void of noise and colour.

He was floating around but couldn’t find a way out.

Deep down he didn’t want to leave, here he felt safe. He knew nothing of what happened after he blacked out but he didn’t want to know. Because it wouldn’t be pretty even his subconscious knew that much. But if karma wanted him to wake up then karma would get his way, it was just his luck that it wanted him to wake up.

Groaning he woke up by a loud crash. Pain immediately surrounded him the moment he tried to sit up. “Aaaa…” Bill yelled it out of hurt and fell down. It felt like his whole body was on fire. He couldn’t move at all, nonetheless he moved his hand to his stomach. The epicentre of his current pain not paying attention at his arm or head even though they hurted as well.

His hand touched something wet and as he lifted his hand up to see what it was he remembered a flash of silver. Bill’s eyes locked onto his hand and what he saw made him nauseous. His pale thin hand was completely covered with a red substance. And that was all he saw before his eyes rolled to the back of his head, falling unconscious. He never could stand blood.

When Bill woke up again he’d rather stayed unconscious ‘cause the moment he woke up he became aware of the pain coursing through his body. This time not only of his stomach but also of his other body parts. And the fact that something was digging in his back didn’t help at all.

Weakly he tried to grab whatever that it was from underneath him trying not to use his painful arm. Which wasn’t easy as his arm hurted the moment he moved it for a fraction. Finally his fingers gripped touched a cold object, pulling it away and in front of him he saw his cellphone. “Uh?” grunted Bill ‘cause that was all that could show his surprise at the time being. He didn’t know he even had his cell with him.

The first thing he noticed was that his battery was almost empty and that David tried to call him. Grimacing he pulled himself up despite the pain, trying to stand up he fell to the floor and gasped in pain. “Damn.” He grabbed toward his stomach the stretching with standing up really hurted his wounds on his stomach to much.

“Come on Bill, you can do it. I’m not a loser!” Whispering to himself to motivate his actions. He pulled a face, damn his throat hurts from even whispering softly. Crawling slowly toward the couch he tried to get himself on it. When he finally got on it after a lot of trying he saw himself in a mirror hanging on an opposite wall. “Gott, I’m a mess!” He stared in shock at his mirror image.

A mess was a rather softly said exclamation. For as far as he could see he had a whole variety of wounds. A big black bruise on his cheek, a split lip, a ugly looking gash on his fore head and a bruise in shape of a hand around his throat. “No wonder it hurts to talk.” He thought. He tried to look down as far as he could and saw at least two wounds that suspiciously looked like shallow knife wounds.

He quickly looked up, so fast that he almost gave himself a whiplash. He always got a bit queasy when seeing blood especially his own. He looked at his right arm and saw a swelling around his elbow. “Yep, broken.” He couldn’t get more out of his voice. He stared up, trying not to think of his wounds, into the window while his fingers were just randomly pushing buttons on his cell, unconsciously typing and erasing Tom’s cellphone number from the screen. He noticed that the storm was still brewing it only stopped raining but it was still night almost, as he could see, dawn. Without realising it he started talking even though it hurt, like he was talking to another person.

“I should never had ran away. The one time I do something on my own and look what happens….Surely Saki and David must be worried. Hm Saki always was such a overprotective ‘mother hen’ I’m surprised I got out of the hotel. Besides with Tom avoiding me he probably won’t miss me.” At this point Bill began to cry. “I’m such a cry-baby just like the guys always tell me. I’m sorry Tomi if only you knew why… why it hurts me so much that you ignored me. I mean it’s not like it’s a thing I a can tell you straight on you’ll think I’m crazy or something.”

Bill shook his head. “ I can’t possibly say ‘Oh Tom just so you know, I’m madly in love with you!’ you’ll be disgusted of me and ignore me even more.” By now he was hysterical and cried so hard he was losing his voice almost completely. “But I do love you Tomi I do… God I love you so much. I know I shouldn’t ‘cause were twins and stuff but…. It’s so hard!! I…I …I love you Tom…. please….please come and…and find me……..” Completely drained from both his injuries and the emotional turmoil he slipped of in a fitful sleep, dreaming of what happened.

He never noticed his cell’s screen ‘cause if he did he would have seen that he wasn’t alone and that a certain someone heard everything he said.

~ Sweet lullaby,

Sings me asleep

Heavy eyes falling

Soft melody

Through my ears

O, sweet lullaby

Can you make me sleep

Magical dreams? ~

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