Darkside of the Sun

Chapter 30 - Moscow part 2

Bill's POV

"The three of us need to talk ASAP."

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Me, Gustav and Georg were walking off stage to a place we could have a little talk. I knew what was coming, and I also knew I was not gonna like it.

We came to a stop when we arrived at our dressing rooms. Gustav opened his one and nodded his head towards the room. "Come on." He mumbled and walked inside closing it behind him.

"Okay" He exhaled loudly and sat on a chair.

"Okay" Georg spoke.

"Don't copy me." Gustav squinted his eyes at him and Georg showed him the finger. I blinked at them and remaind silent while leaning my tall body against the wall.

"Okay...I think you know why I wanted to have a little talk, correct?" Gustav looked at Georg and me.

We both nodded and stayed silent for now. "Good because there has got to change something, it can't go on like this." Gustav sighed and leaned his elbow on his knees. "Alright we all know for a fact that Tom has always been a heavy drinker. I know it, you know it." He looked at me and continued. "You know it." He looked at Georg. "David knows it, and I think Tom himself is also aware of this."

Georg and I looked at each other and nodded. "But this...something has changed. I have never, ever in my life seen him drink this much. And it's too much, confirmed tonight by the fact he can't play without seeing things or breaking down on stage. It's unprofessional and we all know not to drag our personal lifes on stage with us, it's not fair towards the fans." He began his speech.

He pulled his breath and continued. "And Bill I know you have been trying to convince yourself otherwise. That it's just water he's drinking out of all of those bottles, but don't fool yourself. All jokes aside for a moment...you're smarter then that." He smiled softly at me. "Now...what are we going to do about this?" He questioned and pressed his back against the chair.

I let out a shaky breath and crossed my arms. "What do you mean what are we going to do about this?" I looked at him confused. "I mean what can we do about this?"

Gustav narrowed his eyes at me and looked at me as if I was talking chinese. "Well...have you ever just tried to talk to him about it? Really talk, not just some stupid comment like "Oh maybe cut it down a few nodges" but a full grown talk. Like we are having right now." He questioned.

Oh here we go. "Uh I mean kind of..." Gustav frowned at me. "A few weeks ago yes, when I just came out of the hospital. When the whole living room was blown up I confronted him about it. But you know I don't think he's ever going to admit he drinks too much." I sighed.

Gustav nodded and cleared his throat. "Okay that is good, you are not a lost cause just yet." He and Georg chuckled.

I felt the tears already welling up but wouldn't dare to let them fall. I didn't want to cry, it was gonna be okay. Tom was okay.

But I couldn't fool myself any longer. At some point I had to face up to the fact that my twin was in the state he was currently in and that he was now on a path of self destruction.

"No I am not stupid. You guys know I am always worried about Tom's well being but it has increased in the last few weeks. It actually started when I came back home from the hospital, and when we had that talk. It made me realise that he had been drinking for 3 months straight. I think you guys know it always comes in different periods of time and that he only drinks when he's sad for a while.....But he's always drinking now. And I don't even think he knows that we know." I let the tears spill and sniffled. "He's at the point of hiding it in a fucking water bottle and bringing it everywhere with him, that's not normal!" I cried and let my back slide down the wall until my bump hit the ground.

"Oh Bill..." I heard Georg mumble and step towards me to swoop me up. He placed his hands in mine and dragged me up before pulling me into a tight hug. He stroked his rough hand on my back and hushed me until there were no more tears left to cry.

The noise of a door slamming open could be heard and I perked my head up just to see him stand there, my twin, my Tom.

"Wow what's going on in here?" He giggled and stumbled to a chair before letting his body sink into it.

I pulled away from the hug and glared at him.

"Were actually talking about you." Georg chuckled and scratched the back of his head.

Tom chuckled and squinted his eyes at him. "About me? Why the fuck would you guys be talking about me?" He giggled.

I just stood there I wanted to answer him, tell him and speak to him about it. But it was so fucking hard. "Because...B-because..." I stuttered.

He blinked at me and waved his hand for me to go on. "Yes Bill, go on." He spoke and took a sip from his water bottle.

That fucking bottle, I wanted to set it on fire.

I walked towards him so I could look him good in the eye. I extanded my hand and spoke. "Give me the bottle."

He narrowed his eyes at me and pulled it back. "N-no."

I rolled my eyes and shook my hand. "Come on Tom just give it, I already know it's not water." I spoke and I could see Gustav and Georg look away. Anywhere but at us.

He looked at me wide eyed "What?" He whispered.

"You heard me." I spoke sternly.

He blinked at me and his pupils were going back and forth. "N-no you're wrong." He chuckled nervously.

I groaned and spat. "Okay fine if you can't even be honest with me then get out." I pointed towards the door.

Georg closed his eyes and cringed while Gustav was crawling further into his little shell. They didn't want to be here.

"O-okay, if that's what you want..." He mumbled and began to stand up while holding another chair for balance. I winced at that...He opened the door and stepped out of the room before closing it behind him and I exhaled.