In Die Nacht

15

A few months had passed. We were now taking steps to get our music bigger in the U.S. and Bill, Bill was genuinely getting better. Adam had been there and even though it pissed me off that he got to help my brother, I was happy that someone was doing it. Our second trip to the U.S. was scheduled to be this week at the end of the summer season. Bill and I would be celebrating our 19th birthday shortly after we arrived in the U.S. Our English was nowhere good enough for television. It took quite a while to actually get out there. We wanted to make sure everything went smoothly. I don't know what Bill was doing in our hotel room next to the airport. He had gotten into some song that really was making him all emotional and confident and shit.

"Bill, this is the third time you've listened to your iPod today. What are you listening to?"

"Just a silly old song. Don't worry about it." He smiled.

He took the device and left the room. My brother was one of the most confusing people on the planet. He often would join the crowd of people but now he was only distancing himself when he would get his iPod. I shrugged the thought off and continued to strum my guitar. Bill was not exactly normal so I won't judge his behavior. He was getting better and that's all that mattered. It had been a couple weeks before Bill started talking to me and before he actually wanted to be my brother. Adam held us back from killing each other. Mostly I was being a tad unreasonable. It wasn't fair to him that I wasn't fully focusing on helping him. Bill didn't deserve that. At the same time, Bill didn't understand how hard this was on me. Him being this much different hurt me a little. I wanted my twin.

Bill soon returned and he had this weird look on his face. He was on his phone (as usual) and I'm guessing it was David on the other end of that line. He nodded a few times and then hung up.

"Everything alright?" I asked.

"It's just...we were nominated for a VMA!"

"One nomination?"

"Two, we are up for two." He smiled. "It's not a Grammy but this is still huge."

"That's fucking amazing. Who's our competition?"

"David didn't tell me yet. He's checking the voting sites."

This was unbelievable! We only had the album out for about two maybe three months. This was a huge step for us. We hugged and it felt good to have my brother back. The smile was restored and I was thankful for what Adam did for him.

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"...waiting on a cure, but none of them are sure..." I sang to myself.

This song was somewhat of an inspiration to me at the moment. I found it a two months back when I was on YouTube looking at the English music video for Monsoon. I really enjoyed these artists. What got me even more excited was I'd get the chance to meet them since they'll be at the award ceremony too. I was too excited. This was the first time I'd ever be nervous or not expecting to win. It doesn't bug me though. We are really big there so I'm not going to be getting my hopes up. I've had this one song on for the past thirty minutes. It loops repeatedly and each time it gets better.

"And you don't know what it's like to feel so low..." I sang aloud again.

My thoughts travelled back to when I really understood what 'epilepsy' meant. It stung but not to the point where I was a wreck. My mother explained and truth be told I still didn't fully understand it. Was I normal? Am I normal? Tom has always been there and now I've got Adam too. My feet brought me to Adam's room and he was hanging up his phone.

"Hi." I chirped.

"Wha?! Oh, hey." He sighed.

"Something's the matter? What's wrong?"