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beren_writesTitle: Out With the Old, In With the New - Prologue
Author: Beren
Fandom: Tokio Hotel RPS
Pairing(s): Bill/Tom, Bill/OMC (reported, non-con)
Rating: NC17/18
Warnings: rape (non-graphic), twincest, vampires
Summary: There are things that many people do not see and are never supposed to see, but when one of these takes Bill from his hotel room, by force, everything changes for him and Tom.
Links:
Prologue | Ch 01 | Ch 02 | Ch 03 | Ch 04
| Ch 05 | Ch 06 | Ch 07 | Ch 08 | Ch 09
| Ch 10 | Ch 11 | Ch 12 | Ch 13 | Ch 14
| Ch 15 | Ch 16 | Ch 17 | Ch 18 | Ch 19 | Ch 20
Full Chapter Listing (with chapter descriptions)
Prologue: Missing
Sitting in the van watching the city go by, Tom had hoped that he could put his worry to the back of his mind. Bill was back at the hotel, lying in the dark with a cold pack on his forehead because he had a migraine. It wasn't anything stupendously odd; lots of people had migraines, but Bill had never had one before and it had been so sudden that Tom couldn't help worrying.
They had been in the restaurant before going to the industry event for some charity or other and Bill had been late down. Tom had seen Bill enter the restaurant, wave and smile, then Bill had all but bumped into a man leaving and had to stand, talk a little and apologise, and then, by the time Bill had made it to the table, Tom had been able to tell his twin was not right. When Bill had failed to eat anything except the first mouthful of food, Tom had started to worry, and his worry had only increased since.
For Bill to cancel on an event like the one they were going to there had to be something seriously wrong and Tom hadn't wanted to leave at all. It was only that it was a charity do and the band had promised to be there that had made him leave the hotel. He was fretting so much that even Georg had given up trying to cheer him up, which meant the van was all but silent.
They were waiting at traffic lights when it felt as if someone threw a bucket of ice water over him. His worry morphed into outright fear and he knew without a shadow of a doubt that something was wrong.
"Take me back," he said without even trying to rationalise what he was feeling.
"What?" David asked, turning in the front seat.
"Take me back to the hotel now," Tom reiterated and looked down at his hands.
It was then that he realised he was shaking.
"Tom, we can't just ditch this event," David said in a reasonable tone, ever the diplomat.
At that moment in time Tom was not in the mood for diplomacy.
"Turn this fucking van around and take me back to the hotel now or I get out and catch a cab," he was so completely sure that he needed to get back to Bill that he didn't care what he was saying or whom he was talking to.
Silence descended over the van as David stared at him like he'd grown another head.
"Turn us around," it was Gustav who broke the silence. "Look at him, get us back to the hotel, now!"
Tom was very glad he had some support, because he was a breath away from losing it completely.
"Do it," was all David said and, as the lights changed, Saki pulled down a side road and turned the van around.
Tom spent the whole trip back hoping that he was imagining things or someone had slipped something into his drink at dinner, but the feeling of dread just became heavier and heavier.
There were fans outside the hotel who looked incredibly surprised to see them back so soon and even more surprised as Tom completely ignored them. He heard David stop to explain something or other as he disappeared into the hotel and he all but ran to the lifts and pushed the button. By the time the lift actually arrived, everyone was at his shoulder and they piled in together. Tom hit the button for their floor so hard he heard the plastic complain, but all he could think about was Bill. Bill needed him and that was all that mattered.
Saki tried to hold him back as they reached the correct floor, but he slipped past their security chief and ran down the corridor towards Bill's room. He could see that the door was open before he even reached it and the dread in his heart began to turn to panic.
The first thing he saw as he burst into the room was Tobi sprawled on the floor; the second was the complete mess that the bed was in; and the third was spots of blood on the crumpled white pillow. Bill was nowhere in the room and Tom froze. Nothing else consciously registered; Bill was gone, Tobi was hurt and that added up to so many nasty possibilities that Tom just couldn't think about it. Bill, his Bill, his little brother was in danger and he was too late to help. There was no other thought in his mind.
End of Prologue
On to Next Part
Author: Beren
Fandom: Tokio Hotel RPS
Pairing(s): Bill/Tom, Bill/OMC (reported, non-con)
Rating: NC17/18
Warnings: rape (non-graphic), twincest, vampires
Summary: There are things that many people do not see and are never supposed to see, but when one of these takes Bill from his hotel room, by force, everything changes for him and Tom.
Links:
Prologue | Ch 01 | Ch 02 | Ch 03 | Ch 04
| Ch 05 | Ch 06 | Ch 07 | Ch 08 | Ch 09
| Ch 10 | Ch 11 | Ch 12 | Ch 13 | Ch 14
| Ch 15 | Ch 16 | Ch 17 | Ch 18 | Ch 19 | Ch 20
Full Chapter Listing (with chapter descriptions)
Prologue: Missing
Sitting in the van watching the city go by, Tom had hoped that he could put his worry to the back of his mind. Bill was back at the hotel, lying in the dark with a cold pack on his forehead because he had a migraine. It wasn't anything stupendously odd; lots of people had migraines, but Bill had never had one before and it had been so sudden that Tom couldn't help worrying.
They had been in the restaurant before going to the industry event for some charity or other and Bill had been late down. Tom had seen Bill enter the restaurant, wave and smile, then Bill had all but bumped into a man leaving and had to stand, talk a little and apologise, and then, by the time Bill had made it to the table, Tom had been able to tell his twin was not right. When Bill had failed to eat anything except the first mouthful of food, Tom had started to worry, and his worry had only increased since.
For Bill to cancel on an event like the one they were going to there had to be something seriously wrong and Tom hadn't wanted to leave at all. It was only that it was a charity do and the band had promised to be there that had made him leave the hotel. He was fretting so much that even Georg had given up trying to cheer him up, which meant the van was all but silent.
They were waiting at traffic lights when it felt as if someone threw a bucket of ice water over him. His worry morphed into outright fear and he knew without a shadow of a doubt that something was wrong.
"Take me back," he said without even trying to rationalise what he was feeling.
"What?" David asked, turning in the front seat.
"Take me back to the hotel now," Tom reiterated and looked down at his hands.
It was then that he realised he was shaking.
"Tom, we can't just ditch this event," David said in a reasonable tone, ever the diplomat.
At that moment in time Tom was not in the mood for diplomacy.
"Turn this fucking van around and take me back to the hotel now or I get out and catch a cab," he was so completely sure that he needed to get back to Bill that he didn't care what he was saying or whom he was talking to.
Silence descended over the van as David stared at him like he'd grown another head.
"Turn us around," it was Gustav who broke the silence. "Look at him, get us back to the hotel, now!"
Tom was very glad he had some support, because he was a breath away from losing it completely.
"Do it," was all David said and, as the lights changed, Saki pulled down a side road and turned the van around.
Tom spent the whole trip back hoping that he was imagining things or someone had slipped something into his drink at dinner, but the feeling of dread just became heavier and heavier.
There were fans outside the hotel who looked incredibly surprised to see them back so soon and even more surprised as Tom completely ignored them. He heard David stop to explain something or other as he disappeared into the hotel and he all but ran to the lifts and pushed the button. By the time the lift actually arrived, everyone was at his shoulder and they piled in together. Tom hit the button for their floor so hard he heard the plastic complain, but all he could think about was Bill. Bill needed him and that was all that mattered.
Saki tried to hold him back as they reached the correct floor, but he slipped past their security chief and ran down the corridor towards Bill's room. He could see that the door was open before he even reached it and the dread in his heart began to turn to panic.
The first thing he saw as he burst into the room was Tobi sprawled on the floor; the second was the complete mess that the bed was in; and the third was spots of blood on the crumpled white pillow. Bill was nowhere in the room and Tom froze. Nothing else consciously registered; Bill was gone, Tobi was hurt and that added up to so many nasty possibilities that Tom just couldn't think about it. Bill, his Bill, his little brother was in danger and he was too late to help. There was no other thought in his mind.
End of Prologue
On to Next Part
