Smalltown Boy

little note

As soon as the curtains were completely closed, Tom snatched his white electric guitar away, letting it fall on the floor.
He ran to his brother throwing himself on his knees, he pushed Bill on his back into a better position, he looked so tired, pale and lost.

He was still conscious, but he didn't know where he was. All he was seeing is a big white light, and heads popping up on the sides of his vision.
Everything was blurry, before he even knew, his body fell asleep again right there.

the panic was around, the rest of the band were all around Bill, and the staff behind with Amari.
The crowd was screaming through the curtains.

"We need to get him out of here." David pushed everyone making himself a way to the singer he controls, caring more about the money he brings him more than his mental and physical health.
"Amari, take him by the arms."
David took Bill by his feet, looking at his adidas shoes.

Amari followed the command, placing himself  behind Bill's head making sure he's not walking on one of his hair, and he slowly took both of Bill's arms.

Tom was so worried, he was biting his thumb's nail watching Bill's now unconscious body getting lifted and taken away.
He literally felt like his brother was dead and they were hiding his body.
"Why are you guys gonna do?!" The guitarist yelled at them following Amari.

"We will just lay him down on the couch in the backstage, calm." The director answered quietly as he walked backwards to the stairs keeping Bill's feet his hands.

"That's not very professional to evacuate him like that." Gustav retorted.

"Maybe but we have no choice." David answered angrily making sure he doesn't miss a stair.

David didn't even bother to call 911, or any help. He was taking Bill like an animal to use for show, it was making the band mad that Bill was getting evacuated this way. It was proving that the director didn't give a fuck about the good of the band.

"Be careful with his foot, you're gonna break his bone if you keep holding his ankle like that!" Amari yelled at David, he kept his eyes on Bill, making sure nothing could hurt him as they were bringing him in the room the band got ready in.

8:55

Luckily the staff always has a doctor with them for the band, and Bill wasn't in danger anymore.
He was just asleep, his body was exhausted, and his mind too.

One of the staff came in front of the stage to inform the crowd that the show will start again at 9:15 and they can go take a break while that.
Literally no one except the band and Amari was caring about the singer, once again.

Bill was slowly coming back to himself, opening his eyes. It was still a bit blurry for him to see.
He moved his head his side, finding his brother right next to him on a chair.

"Oh thanks God, you're okay." Tom happily said looking at his younger brother, taking his hand.

"What happened?"

"You fainted. I'm gonna ask David to take a break from the tour so you can rest." The dread haired boy answered this time in a serious tone.

Bill closed his eyes again, opening them wild after processing what his brother just said.
"No!! no. I'm good! I don't need that.. I just forgot to eat."

Bill knew that if Tom asked David for a break from the tour for his health, he would stop his job of director of the band and it could be the end of Tokio Hotel.

"But you're not in capacity to perform Bill!"
Tom said a bit louder holding on his brother's hand harder.

"Please trust me Tom, i'm fine." Bill looked in Tom's eyes holding his hand back.