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Chapter 14

... Brother
His brother...
Tom

"Tom?..." I say..

"Tom Kaulitz...He's my twin.. brother"
Bill says...

"Kaulitz?" I ask...

"We're the Kaulitz Twins but...we got turned into vampires"

"Oh..." I say...
"Has he...is he always like this?" I ask..

"Yes...he's been aggressive... he's aggressive towards everyone." Bill says...

"Including you?" I ask...

"Most of the time..but he never hurts me...Sometimes he can be nice...but only towards me...He gets more aggressive when he sees me with someone else" Bill says

"Is he like this...cause he just wants to protect you?.." I asks...
"It's most likely he acts aggressive cause he just wants to make sure your safe" I say

He looks behind me and his eyes widen as I he pulls me to his chest, wanting to protect me..

I get confused so I look behind me to see...

Tom...

"Can I..talk to the pathic human for a few minutes?" He says...

"Why?..." Bill asks...

"I just want to...Have a chat with them..." Tom says

Bill hesitates...but he nods...

Bill helps me stand up and walks me over to Tom...
Tom grabs my arm roughly and drags me to a different room...

I look at Bill who stands there...he smiles at him...

Tom pulls me into a room...and locks us both in

It has a bed, dresser, closet and a desk.
It looks clean but also old.

He looks at me as he leans against a wall and crosses his muscular arms...

I look like a kid compared to these twins...

He starts to walk around me and start to touch my hair, skin clothes.
He wraps his hand around my neck...he pulls away.

He started to inspect me... examine me..

He touches my waist...Hips.. stomach...
Then out puts his two hands on my breast..

I push his hands off of me.

"What's wrong with you?!?" I say loudly

He ignores me and continues to examine me..

He touches my thighs and legs then my arms...
My shoulders...

"Can you stop touching me?" I ask ...

He pushes against a wall....

He leans and gets closer to my neck...

His hot breath hits my neck...

He growl softly...

His hands hold my waist as he starts to smell my neck...

He brushes some of my hair out of the way as he continues to sniff me...

What the hell does he smell on me?!
Why is he doin this?!...

Everything was quiet...until we hear someone pounding on the door
Desperate to get in

𝑴𝒚 𝑺𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝑴𝒚 𝑶𝒃𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒏 ||Bill Kaulitz Where stories live. Discover now