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Chapter 10 - Blood Lust

“What were you whispering about?” Georg questioned Tom as his eyes were seeing an intimate session locked between that one angelic girl and one of his companions in his rock band career, Tom which happened before she leaves them.

“You mean, with that Angel girl?”

“Yeah, who else?”

“Do you think I would be an ass to let her go just like that?” Tom plastered a cheeky smile on his lips.

“Get out..for you?” Georg rolled his eyes towards Tom's boastfulness. "That girl was all over your twin, not you! You and Bill are way different, so her taste wouldn't just jump off from Bill to you!"

“Dude, I know that. And obviously, I'm doing this for my little brother." Tom winked as his intention was all for the loving brother of his. “I told her where we’re staying and our hotel room. My intuition was telling me that Bill is just being too shocked to have met with his love at first sight!” Tom explained.

“I see.” Georg acted as if he knew but he still couldn’t understand this Bill person that Tom was talking about assuming Bill’s strange acts makes him wonder, with a mind filled with thousand question marks.

“My baby brother is gonna get a special treat, tonight! All thanks to moi!” A sign of victory was marked as Tom’s face expression and he chuckled.

The 20 minutes drive from the showcase venue to the hotel they were staying was a serious throttle to him. He kept sweating vastly as the heat gathered and made a circle round his body while his inside still remained throbbing and he felt that the best cure is by shredding and ripping his skin off completely but to do such thing seemed to be pretty much beyond for merely a human’s ability.

“Can you drive faster?” He couldn’t wait any much longer to hide himself away from the world just to caged himself up in his temporary lair as to endure the pain alone while there were no eyes nor as no flashing cameras to take a shot of him being a monster.

“We’re almost there.” The driver assured the rockstar who was seated at the backseat of the SUV.

In a few seconds of time, the SUV was slowly making a stop in front of a posh building that looks like a hotel they were staying in for that night.

“Thank you.”  He flashed his usual sweet grin. A big sized man seated at the passenger’s seat in front was seen by him that he was about to pull the SUV door open so that he would do as he was assigned to do, protect the one and only Bill Kaulitz. “And No!”  He stopped him immediately with loud tune of voice. “I don’t need you to escort me, here. I’m fine, look there’s not even a single fan, you should return to the others, they’d surely need your help more than me.” As soon as he finished his lines, he went out from the car and made his way inside to enter the hotel lobby.

The bright ray of lights was shining like a sunshine to his eyes which only to have caused him on fearing more to open his eyes and just look. An aviator is always been a good use to pull a rockstar’s image but in this case, he seemed to be lucky to bring one, a little shade from the lights would indeed be a ‘came-to-a-rescue’ weapon for him, at that moment.

Every step he took, sent a trigger to his body, letting him to decrease his energy level. It has weakened him for in every motion and it got more worse when his sense of eyesight was all blurry from the reality scene. He couldn’t really see a clear image on his eyesight, one unstable walking man was heading to the hotel lift was all everyone could see.  He needed to reach the lift fast but it seemed to be ever so far for him when he was suffering his way to get there.

“Sorry.” He said as he bumped his shoulder onto someone else’s.

“Uh oh, one drunken rockstar is on the loose!” Definitely his stumbling on people action has caught the hotel staff’s attention, far from the reception counter. “Boy, handle him please. Don’t let him creates a havoc and chase the guests away now.” An order was given to a late night shift young attendant by his supervisor to keep the hotel’s reputation from being destroyed by the so-called drunken lead singer of the famous German rock band, Tokio Hotel who was actually sober.

“Sorry, sorry..” one after another of apology wish was the only saying that is thrown out from his mouth since he really couldn’t keep his stability well while he was making his way to the lift.

“Are you alright, Mister?”  The guy attendant approached and caught the Rockstar who was doing a little disturbance to the other guests.

“Yeah, I’m perfectly fine. No worries.” And all he could do was to tell another lie, not wanting a single soul to know that his inside is burning him up alive!

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. But I could you use a little help, take me to my room immediately, would you please?”

In the lift, the dimmed light were flickering as if the bulb was about to die out. It seemed that the old hotel has eventually set a creepy scene when the dark is lurking and the moon is rising high outside. Two men, stood inside on their way up to the 3rd floor of where the hotel suite level is, one was an ordinary hotel attendant doing his normal job as he was paid for while the other one was slightly strange, shooting a sharp eyeshot to a person as if he has was targeting a victim. Positioned behind the young man, his eyes were set directly on that person’s neck where in his vision he could see the blood veins were pumping beneath. The illusionary image produced has pressured him, making more heat to enter his system. Although his blood scent wasn’t that strong like her, the angel-like girl, his fan whom he met after the show, he felt he just had to get someone’s blood to drink. He knew it was hard to even lie to himself because he was still in a desire need of having the girl’s blood running down his throat. He was eager to hunt her like that was his next precise action, if only he could have more energy though.  “So maybe, a little drop of this person’s blood shall not be a waste after all?” He made a thought.  

The lights were flickering, as appose to his blinking eyes. Right after the last blink he made, his eyes were no longer shaded in dazzling chestnut brown, it has turned glowing ruby red as the evil in him started to appear.  Two pairs of pointy teeth in his mouth seemed to be another sign of an arisen evil soul. “All it takes is just one bite!” Bill Kaulitz’s alter ego has finally arrived as he spoke to his own mind to take down the prey who was standing right in front of him. “No, no, no...I shouldn’t do this.” The good side of his still remained strong as to pull himself together. But he couldn’t help the fact that his body was against it, moving an inch closer to the innocent young man in a hotel uniform. His head began to reach the neck part without the man’s knowing while his mouth were wide open, readily to sink his fangs on the flesh exposed skin. After all, all he was hoping for was to wash the pain out of him.

*Ting!* the door lift flung wide open, revealing a lady and a man who was waiting for a ride to get to the lobby.

“Here we are. Level 3.” The attendant who was pretty much alive informed his message to the Rockstar behind him. As the man turned over, Bill just nodded and without saying thank you, he collided with the waiting guests outside the lift as he was rushing himself away from everyone, avoiding any human contact as much as possible.

He could have just bite the man off right instance but the consequences on having eye witnesses to see the cruel bloody image he was about to paint is too dangerous and complicated. Obviously, he wouldn’t want everyone to know who he really was. A well known Rock star like him too has the right to keep some skeletons in the closet for his own sake now, don’t you think so?