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Chapter 13 - Like An Animal

“Can dreams project the real events in life? If so, my dreams are telling me something, every single one of them brought a message saying that the hidden truth about me has come to haunt my reality life. Could it be true?” ~BK

The air outside seemed to be fresh and yet breezy as the four German lads stepped out from the hotel lobby.  There were no signs of fans on the loose in that lovely morning, just perfect for them to make an escape from where they were.

“Finally, all hail to the bus!” Tom exclaimed in excitement as he saw their tour bus parked there, readily to be on the road around Europe.

“Guess, someone’s excited.” Georg let out his sarcasm.

“We’re touring around Europe already? That’s fast.” He seemed to have lost the track of days in his calendar.

“Wake up, Bill! Time to face the reality.” Tom snapped to his little brother while he hurried himself to the bus.

“That’s what I’m afraid of...reality.” He whispered to his heart.

He was stuck in a dark room where no one else is around but only him. He tried to open the doors but it was locked. “Help, help!” He shouted but no one seems to hear him off. A sense of fright triggered his body, he never fear of the dark then why was he sweating, shivering as if it is his greatest phobia of all. What was it that made him feel so afraid? The light in the room suddenly glimmers, to tell him he was back at the hotel suite with that one girl laid on the master bed. He wanted to make an escape before everything started to withdraw, before the scent of her blood got into his nostrils and before the sound of her flowing blood in her veins could be heard. This is his chance to take back his sin as he wouldn’t want to be a dark creature of the night. Although, what else could he do if he is stuck there and there was no other way out? Would he jump off the windows? People would think he’s mad but that was his only option.  Little did he knew, the windows were shut tight too and it couldn’t possibly be opened by a single soul now, could it? He felt the adrenaline rush in his system as he got no elsewhere to escape. Pacing back and forth, his mind were in a thinking state of a way to get out instead of going back to where he belongs for that night, on the bed.

“Bill, Bill, Bill.....” A soft voice calling for him and it was spoken by the lips of an angel.

 Ignorance would be his next perfect move but the melody of her voice seems to be mesmerizing and inviting. He was standing at the end of the bed while taking a glimpse of the angelic girl who was still lying motionless on the king sized bed. “Is she dead? But I heard her voice just now.” He said to himself, at the same time trying to control his freak out level.

All of the sudden, the windows and doors were flung open by a heavy wind, blown inside the room and Angel changed into a sitting position, “Aren’t you gonna finish what you have started, Bill?” She gently put her hair to the other side of her shoulder.  A pair of small holes seems to be poked onto her fair skin and fresh blood was seen to be coming out from there.

At that moment, he just realized that a sharp pointy teeth was in his mouth all this while and as much as he wanted to deny it was his doing, his fangs has been marked as the weapon he had use on her as there were some blood stains of hers that he could taste with his tongue. It was clearly too late for him to undo of what he has done.

“Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo....” He screamed in regret of wanting not to blame in the incident. And out of nowhere, he felt as if someone has knocked his head.

He opened his eyes to find he was in his bunk bed and Tom was throwing a weird face as a reply towards his screaming action. “Are you out of your mind?” 

“Yeah, you almost give our driver a heart attack.” The one with the straight hair, Georg warned him.

“I had a bad dream, sorry.” He apologized.

“Obviously, you’ve been sleeping like for how many hours already?” His twin made him realized that he was in a deep sleep ever since they took off from the hotel.

“What time is it now?” Still in a drowsy state, he searched for a watch to look at the time.

“Almost 5.” Tom replied after he caught the time on his watch.

“What? 5? Oh mein Gotte!” He said in a shocking tone.

“Yeah, Oh My God to you!” Georg seemed to be spooked out too.

“Don’t worry brother, you’ll be our night guard for tonight since you’ve had more than enough sleep.” Tom patted his back and off to the longue with Georg following behind him.

The day passed ever so fast and so the sun sink itself to shoot the moon up in the sky. It was dark again and the night has come to fill the air.

“I’m starving.” His stomach was rumbling since it was left empty since that morning.

“Stop with the whine, just take whatever is in the fridge.” Tom gave an order to his brother while his eyes were set to the TV screen, in a game mode, battling Georg on Xbox.

He walked to the pantry to get his stomach filled with some food. There were only leftovers salad found in the fridge. “So much for not waking me up for lunch.” Since he is all vegetarian, a cold dressing salad seems to be all good for him to eat but somehow, he didn’t know why he was having a weird kind of crave for that night. He was rummaging the fridge, leaving the meal he should consume, untouched.  He caught a very aromatic smell in his nose when it was actually distinctive. Far back inside the fridge, he found a small container containing a fresh meat drained with blood as though as it has just been slaughtered a while ago. “This must be for Scotty.” Judging by the look of the meat, he was assuming it was a meal for his dog.

Although, there wasn’t any slight of repulsiveness for him who simply had an idea of making the meat as his dinner as he gently opened the container lid. Then again, the meat was not the most attractive and tantalizing thing to his eyes, it was the blood that the meat was dunk into, has made a sensor to his taste buds. His eyes turned red, as reddish as the blood that he was about to shove into his mouth. It ticks him right instance, he wasn’t that hungry, he was actually thirsty. The blood was slowly poured, little by little, with every sip he made a drinking pleasure out of it. To his surprise, not even one drop of blood was wasted away by him as he licked the meat until it all dried up right after he drank the red liquid that soaked within it.

A tour bus wasn’t that big for a privacy room that he had desire for, when all of the sudden someone came near to him. “What the hell are you doing?” It was Tom, who had his jaw dropped after seeing his brother strange behaviour.

“Err...eating?” He couldn’t figure out any suitable answer other than that.

“That’s a raw meat, Bill! It’s for Scotty! Not you. Are you nuts or what?” Tom just couldn’t believe what he saw. To his eyes, the way his twin brother acted is like a viscous hungry animal.

“Right. I just want to make sure the meat is fresh for Scotty. Here, you can give it to him.” He handed over the container to Tom and made his way to the bathroom.

The tiny bathroom in the bus was occupied by Bill Kaulitz, the rockstar who seemed to be lost in his own reality world. The bulb flicker its light as if it was blinking while he washed off his mouth and face with the water that flows down the sink. “What was I thinking?” He looked himself in the mirror to question himself.  The image of him, tall, fair, flawless and gorgeous was the reflection and he couldn’t help but to stare deep into with more curiosity self question, “Who am I really?” He could see his eyes were changing its tone from the previous red back to the usual, brown chestnut. As he was about to examine more on his eyes, the gum in his mouth started to itch and the next thing he knew, he felt a certain pain on both upper left and right side of his mouth. The pain was best to describe as if something sharp was growing. He tried to bear himself with the pain and at the same time opening his mouth to see what was going on inside his mouth. A pair of sharp teeth was seen by his naked eyes only to shock him to say, “What the hell?” It seems like his fangs has come out at a precise time of the night where he should be lurking in the darkness to find a new prey.