The tour that changed everything (re done)

6.

Soon the little nights Tom and Bill have would become an almost every night thing. They would always say to Gustav and George that sharing a girl was more of a turn on. But the truth was they never had a girl with them. Tom would always act first and Bill liked it that way but he couldn't help but notice Tom's eyes were always huge. Not the eye itself but the pupal like he was high or something like that. The band had sworn to not do drugs so Bill thought maybe he was seeing things. George on the other hand was fuming more and more about what was going on but he couldn't really talk to Gustav about it because it would involve telling him about Bill and tom. Maybe that is what he had to do to get bill to himself. The day was long, Bill and Tom had snuck off somewhere leaving George and Gustav to talk in the dressing room.
"Gustav i need to tell you something"
"Sure what is it" gustav replies and george looks at him with a serious look,
"Bill and tom are fucking each other and i dont like it.'' Gustav spit out his water when he heard that giving George a look of confusion.
"They are  sleeping together?!"
"Yea keep your voice down"
"Sorry and your upset about this because" gustav was cut off by george
"I'm upset because I want bill me and you both know I have wanted to sleep with him at least once. But now Tom is in the way and it's pissing me off."
Gustav nodded and looked at his half empty water.
"Maybe you should tell bill how you feel"
"Like he would go for me over tom" he rolls his eyes then he gets a idea
"Unless we somehow hook up after an afterparty away from the bus so tom won't know" George smiles.
"You're playing with fire i'm not getting into this one" gustav says getting up and going to start taping his fingers. George was too busy in thought to listen to Gustav and tried to think of a plan to get Bill drunk enough and alone.
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Bill was shopping around town with Tom. They have never once talked about the nights they shared and Bill always wondered why.
"Tom"
"Yes?"
"How come we never talk about are fun nights together"
"What are you talking about?" Tom looked genuinely confused and Bill felt a little hurt.
"I'm talking about the nights where you come into the bedroom on the bus and he you know.."
"I dont know what your talking about bill"
"We sleep together tom"
"Yea why would we talk about that its just sleep"
"Are you dum or something tom you come in almost every night and fuck me why do you thank i where big chokers now cus you give me really big hickys"
"N-no i dont bill" tom said not remembering it at all and panicking.
"Yes you do, you even took a picture on my phone. See."
Bill showed Tom a picture of bills back with his ass clearly pressed against Tom's lower body. Tom felt sick this was the hole reason he was doing the drugs was to not fuck bill and now thats all he was doing.
"Get that shit out of my face!" Tom slaps Bill's phone out of his hand causing it to break on the floor.
"Tom what the fuck?!" Bill shouted but stopped seeing the death glare on Tom's face. He got really close to Bill and gripped his chin roughly.
"I would never EVER fuck you" with anger he throws bills face away from him casing bill to fall onto the floor tarrufied tom had never layed a hand on him before and it was scary. Tom stormed away leaving Bill shocked, confused, scared, and heart broken. Why would Tom hurt him like that? Why would Tom hurt him in general? He wipes the tears from his face and gets his phone starting to walk back to the venu they had a concert tonight but Bill didn't know if he could do it. It was raining so Bill was getting soaked normulay he loved the rain but now it was just reminding him of their song monsoon. A song that he and Tom wrote together made the heart ache worse and he started to cry his tears mixing with the rain. After a while he got his phone working again as he sat in a bus stop to get away from the rain. He called Gustav but he didn't answer. He called Tom but it went straight to voicemail. He tried George and hurd someone.
"Hay bill where are you it's almost time for the show and tom is here already"
"I'm at a bus stop...i need you right now"
To George those words mean more than what Bill intended and he got Bill's location heading over to him. As soon as George got there Bill fell into his arms crying and exhausted. He didn't know what was going on but held Bill close, taking in his sent and frail frame.
"Whats going on" george ask
"Me and Tom got into a big fight and he hurt me physically" he looked up to George, not realizing he had a huge bruise on his chin. George gasped at the bruise and held it gently worried now alot for bill.
"He did this to you" he asked with anger bellowing in his chest. All Bill could do was nod and look away; he felt ashamed like he had pushed Tom to that point. George hugged him close, not letting Bill see the anger in his eyes.
—-
The concert didn't go too well. The singing, playing, and songs were great but the tension on stage was something different for the band. Tom stayed in his corner and so did george. Bill tried to play it cool and sing by Tom a few times but Tom would face away or just push him slightly away. The after party wasn't much better. Bill saw Tom all over a bunch of girls and it just made him drink more. Gustav tried to tell him to slow down but Bill just wanted to black out. They all get to the hotel and George helped bring Bill into his room.
"~you know you're a great friend~" Bill slurred out clumsily poking George's chest.
"Bill you need to lay down your waisted"
"~i could lay down on you, maybe that would make Tom jealous~" Bill giggles out, falling onto the bed taking George with him. He wasn't about to complain. I mean this is what he wanted to do to prove to Bill he was better. Before they could do anything though they hurd tom enter the sweet as well and George quickly got off tucking bill in.
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Bills pov
I wish George hadn't left me and Tom have been arguing ever since.
"You should have pushed me off or away or something!"
"O so now this is my fault you coming into MY room is my fault"
"Don't get snappy with me, you're just as guilty in this!"
"I can snap if I want you cant tell me what to do!!" I screamed at tom my anger at the highest level. It was quickly replaced with fear as a fist crashed into my face hard. I fell to the floor holding my jaw then it begane the kicking, name calling, and slut shaming tom spat my way with every blow. My body hurt so bad and I swear I could taste blood. It's so strange how the same man who was violently beating me now was the same guy who took me to my highest high a few nights ago. I screamed in pain but after a while I couldn't scream anymore my voice hurt and my ribs hurt worse.
"This will teach you to never touch me again!" Tom shouted at me before stomping his foot onto my rib cage. I heard a crack and tried to scream but nothing left my mouth. The room soon grew darker and darker hearing the muffled voice of Tom crying and George yelling about what happened. I soon passed out....
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The hospital wasn't fun. The popurazze was already there and they took photos of my beaten and bruised face and body. Soon this would be all over the news and what could I even say. I couldn't tell them the truth. Everyone would hate tom. As much as it hurt when he was beating me, I know that wasn't him he had to be on drugs or something because the real tom would never do such a horrid thing to me. I was laying in a hospital bed. The only thing I heard was my heart monitor. I wanted to be alone so I didn't let anyone into my room. I told the staff no visitors every time they told me someone wanted to see me. Everything played over and over in my head. Was it really my fault? Should I have tried harder to get Tom off me? Am I really the one to blame here? So many questions that I couldn't find the answer to. The one thing that stuck out a lot though was that look Tom gave me...that death glare look it made me shiver. He had never looked at me like that before and it scared me. A new question rose in my brain though.

What do we do about the rest of the tour?...