Disclaimer: So this is a story by request, she gave me the basic idea of how she wanted it, but the story line is still mine. I don't own Tokio Hotel, even if sometimes I wish I did! ^.^

I started to slowly walking up the stairs. I had some time to think over my life, which would soon be ended.

I was plain. Just another blue eyed Russian girl who acted like a loner. Besides the loner part, I was madly in love with Tom Kaulitz. I know what everyone thought, oh great just another girl who lives in Germany and loves Tokio Hotel, it's like America and Justin Bieber? That's how you spell it right? Oh well, I don't really care. But the insanity of knowing you can never be with the one you love was driving me insane. I was being pushed to my human limits.

I was just plain I had my three friends who I always hung out with but they really could never understand me, and soon they won't have to. Their names were Jenna, Clay, and Erin. Jenna was a better version of me. She had bigger and bluer eyes, fuller, blonder, slicker hair than me. She had a better body, taller, she was obsessed with Bill, but her love could never compare to how I felt about Tom. We're great friends, but she had too much of a troubled past for me to get anything out.

Then Clay She was a small little Native American exchange student, that's all there was too her. Then Erin, my gay friend, I would trust him with my life. He was tall and had blonde curly hair with big deep green eyes; I mean honestly why are all the cute guys, jerks, taken, or gay. I loved him, I called him my brother but, he couldn't even understand the love I had for Tom.

I was about half way up the long stair case; I had taken the elevator for the first thirty floors, then stopped and started my way up to the sixtieth.

I don't know how I have lasted this long at school! I mean I was a nobody. Once a guy came up to me and asked me if I was a mute, I don't know how he would think I would answer, but I told him no. The look on his face was shocking when I talked.

I guess you could say I was just plain perfectly plain. I looked down at my arms, to piss my parents off I would burn myself. I right know had about ten burns going up my arm and a horrible thatch of the Tokio Hotel symbol on my shoulder. It's not like I really liked or disliked hurting myself I just did it to piss people off.

I guess it didn't matter anymore, I would be nothing soon. I glanced to see what level I was on now, forty-five, just fifteen more stories and I would meet were I would end my life.

I couldn't wait. I was looking forward to the feeling of nothing just being numb. Nothing would ever be. Sure there would be a few sad faces, but soon I would just be nothing but another person who killed themselves.

I'm not sure if I believed in the afterlife. I had heard if you commit suicide in the Christian faith, you would be sent to hell, I doubt it thou. Or in the Hindu stuff there was like recantation for how good you were in your life, well either way I had a feeling that it might just be as bad as this life. Hopefully there was no life after death, just nothing. I would never see, hear, smell, or love again.

I looked up and saw a door; it must be the door to the roof. I opened it and saw the light from outside. I walked out and swear I heard singing. It must be my mind playing tricks on me. After all I think anyone in my situation would swear there going crazy, or maybe I was crazy. Well, it didn't matter anymore.

I wasn't quite ready and I walked to the edge, I sat down and started swinging my legs over the edge of the building. I quickly grabbed my IPod and stuck it in my ears. I went straight to 'Don't Jump'. Ironic as it was to do that. I swear I hit the live version by mistake, because the sound sounded doubled, it also could because I bought this of Lime wire.

I looked down all the cars were going by so fast, they didn't even see me, but hey who really looks up to the top of the tallest building in Hamburg to see a girl jump off. I stood up and looked at my clothes. I had a Humanoid necklace hanging around my neck, with the matching ring on my left hand. I unlatched the necklace and threw it to the sided onto the roof of the building. I yanked the ring of my finger and threw it to wear the necklace was.

I took of the purple Vampiria hoodie I had on, leaving me in a plain black sleeveless shirt. Black for Bill, and sleeveless for Tom, and paint splattered jeans with some converse. I could already feel my eyes start to water. I breathed in there was only about half the song left, that's when I would jump.

I stood up slowly and slowly and quietly started sing the words. I was just going to fall; no jumping just let myself go. I stood there looking down. I took out my IPod from my ears and threw it against the ground and I watched it shatter to pieces. I swear a serial killer look came across my face.

I started hearing the song again. I ignored the urge to turn around, I started to let myself go and start leaning forward.

As I started to lean forward someone shouted no at the top of their lungs and I decided this process needs to be sped up and so I jumped.

The breath was taken out of me when I was in the air something wrapped around my waist and pulled me back. I felt the impact of the ground of the roof. I was in shock; I was back on the building not dead, unless I had already died!

I was breathing heavily and I looked around I had been pulled back right when I jumped. I glanced over and saw a face I never thought I would see again in this lifetime! It was Bill!

He looked at me and he had a twisted smiled on his face. That must have been the singing I had heard. Had he been here the whole time?

I felt my heart beet harder than it has ever and a worried look was now on his face. "Oh god." He said

"ARE YOU CRAZY!" He said looking at me, I wanted to speak but I couldn't the shock wouldn't let me. If I had it my was I wouldn't even be here to speak.

"Y-y-yea." I muttered out. He sighed. Then he looked at me. And that just broke my heart. My dream guy's brother had just saved my life. I couldn't tell if he was mad at me or if he was sad. "What's your name?" I was speechless. He sighed then got up and went to the pile I had made with my jewelry and hoodie. He picked up the necklace.

"You're a fan aren't you?" I nodded, and his head hung down. "Not again." He clutched the necklace in a tight fist. He mumbled something but I didn't understand. "What?" I asked. He looked at me, and one small tear escaped his eyes. "Do you know how many girls have committed suicide for this band?" He wasn't even kidding the look on his face so serious it almost scared me. I nodded no. "Twenty-three," He glanced away. "That means I've caused peoples death, because of my music its killed people. Do you know how hard it is I have to live with that… that guilt over my head for doing something I love?"

I away. "And now it was almost twenty-four, why?" He asked coming up to me and sitting beside me. The softly he opened up my palm and placed the necklace back in my hand. I started to cry, he just pout his arms around me and held me there for a second then breaking the embrace he looked at me.

"Explain."

So yea here yea go! I had a lot of fun writing this, mostly because it was by request! That makes it even more special! So I'm just saying that um well sorry for the whole religious crap in here, I know that makes some people uncomfortable so sorry if I did that! I just thought it kinda fit in! So yea hope you guys liked it! And I'll post a new chapter soon! Please review and don't flunk out of school! .

New story sneak peek!

*Circus*

I glanced around all the bright colors of the tents always were so fun. I quickly turned on my heel and peaked through the curtain to the act that was going on at the moment. The ring master was doing something with the bear, who me and m friend Alex who was a clown named Teddy.

"Hana, come get ready!" I heard my gypsy of a sister yell. I quickly flipped backwards and did back hand springs to where she was. "Yes ma'am!" I saluted her and grabbed my costume of the rack. It was one of my favorite ones that I got to wear tonight. It was a perfectly white full swimsuit looking thing, it was very Lady Gaga. I had a bright blue wig that I wore with it that had full bangs and was bulled up into a cheerleader ponytail. I had fake acrylic nails that were the same color of my hair, along with boots that were also blue.

Once I had my outfit on I flipped my way for Ann to do my makeup, laterally.

"Show off! Walking around all flexible and pale!" She had always mocked me for being so pale. "Whatever just don't make me look like a clown!" She smiled and laughed. "Oh circus humor." She said as she touched her hand to her nose which was painted red.

After she had finished my makeup I peered through the curtains again. An there he was as pale as me and with black hair and wearing makeup! He was beautiful!

"Hana you're on in one,"

Yes so there is a little sneak peek for a different story so have your eyes open for updates, and two new stories!

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