Warning: sad scene! But don't worry I promise that… Eh, don't know what's going to happen! Haven't planned the next chapter! So school start tomorrow for me! Damn it! Haha so enjoy!

*Curtains open*

Sorry I know that's cheesy knock that whole part out! This isn't even a play ^.^


We all drove down to the radio place, where we were getting interviewed. The G's took Georg's car, Tom took his, and I took mine with Maria. "Okay Maria? We need to go over something's." I stated as I kept my eyes on the road, "Okay, shoot."

"If anyone asks who you are, I'm going to say you're me and Tom's cousin, we can't let anyone know who you really are." "I don't even know who I really am," I rolled my eyes. "If the fans knew about a girl with me, they would kill her, not even kidding." I bluntly stated. I looked into the mirror and I could see the shock in her green eyes just pop.

"Don't you ever get sick of crazy fans?" She asked. "Sometimes, but then you have to remember that without them, we would be nothing. We would have never made it, and when people go to that much too just see you, or get a picture with you, it means the world to them, its touching, even if they can get a little crazy, you still have to appreciate it, even if they are just a little physco!" She smiled.

"So are you doing this to protect me?" "Maria," I sighed. "Yea, if I could have the chance I would have done everything to get those guys away from you, even take the beating myself if I had to." I looked back at her and she smiled at me as a small tear escaped her left eye. "Thanks." She said softly and then she leaned back in her seat and stayed quite the rest of the ride there.

Once we got there, I told the guys the plan. We all sat down in some chairs, with Maria between me and Tom, not sure why I let him sit by her but she really didn't seem to mind. Actually I knew she minded she was trying to keep her cool.

I could see in her eyes that she really didn't like this; she would rather be at my side, because it seemed she only trusted me. Then the host came up and sat at his chair across from us.

"So we are here today with Tokio Hotel, man I don't know how to describe you guys, but I don't think I really have to, everyone know who you guys are!"

We all laughed, something you had to do no matter what, it was the culture of radio talk.

"So I see you guys have a friend with you today?" I laughed. Tom slung his arm around Maria. "Yea this is our cousin… Jane." He said smiling at her. She looked up to him and gave him a fake smile, with a fake laugh. She was a reasonably good actor so far.

"Oh, I thought one of you had got a girlfriend." Maria laughed. "EWW gross!" she said smiling at me

"Hm," The interviewer muttered. "Where are you from, your dialect is different?" Her eyes widened. "Uh… actually, I was born in Belgium, but I moved to Germany when I was around four or so." The interviewer eyed her suspiciously. "You don't look anything like Bill or Tom." She bit her lip. "They're only related by marriage, isn't that what you said Tom?" Georg burst in saving the day. Tom smiled and nodded. "Yea, when our aunt got remarried, that was our new uncle's daughter." Tom said.

The guy nodded and asked us many useless and boring questions. After we were done we took a few pictures, thanked the host for having us, and made are way back to the cabin. Where there would be over a week of no interviews, no singing, just peace and quiet.

"Was the Belgium thing true?" I asked once we got home. She looked up at me, and then walked inside.

"No, I just made it up." She headed to one of the living rooms and I fallowed. "Hey, could I stay in one of the guest rooms tonight, I can stand being alone." I cocked my head to the side; there was a part of me that said she wasn't telling the truth. "Okay?" She smiled at me, and then I definitely knew she was lying. I had given Tom that same big fat fake smile, it fooled Tom but I wasn't that gullible.

"Are you okay?" I asked sitting down on one of the chairs. "Yea…" She muttered then she walked away. I didn't know whether to follow her or give her some space. I decided maybe some space would be good; I really didn't want to be around anybody those first few days.

I walked into the room where I always slept. I grabbed all my hair and walked over to a very old fashioned vanity that was cornered in the back of the room. When I was bored I see what I could do with my hair, always fun to see what styles could be made from it. I took out a curling iron; I had never used it, mostly because I knew curling it would make it look horrible, but might as well try now. I plugged it in and slipped the beanie I was wearing off my head. Once that red light stopped blinking I took I strand of my hair and tried to curl it. What a fail that was, no I know why when you get short hair you don't curl it. My hair just didn't look good curly, unlike Maria who's hair was perfectly spiraled and short, well not short but like a…a medium-short.

I yanked the cord out of the electrical socket and slumped over to the bed in the king bed in the middle of the room. I basically fell onto it and let the down comforter break my fall. I sighed, life was in one word to describe it, it was weird! In another word I could saw screwy.

I closed my eyes; I was tired of life's drama. Why didn't it just kill me no! Wait, no I didn't mean that. Didn't mean that at all, I take that all back, I don't want to die!

I closed my eyes; maybe getting a little more sleep would help me. I heard the door creep open.

"What?" I muttered through the sheets. "Why is your girlfriend crying in one of the guest rooms?" I looked up to see Tom standing there peeking his head in. "Again not my girlfriend," I got up from the bed and walked to the door. "Which guest room?" I asked rubbing my eyes, he pointed to the right and I made my way down to one of the guest rooms. I stopped when I heard crying. I tapped my knuckles to the door, and I heard a short and small gasp. "Maria?" When she didn't answerer I turned the knob and walked in. I stopped when I saw Maria's face all teary, her mascara running down her face, her eyeliner smudged, he actual eyes red. Her face getting paler by the second,

I didn't know what was going on, I just saw fear in her face, but she said nothing. She started trying to mutter something but the only things that came out of her mouth was a stuttering S sound. Then I took my eyes of off her face, to her arm, her hand was gripping it around the wrist. And I saw the blood starting to coat her small hands.

Then I looked to her side where it was, a knife also covered in her blood. I couldn't believe this was happening she was bleeding to death right in front of me and I was frozen in my place. She started breathing heavier and then her eyes rolled in the back of her head, just like a scene from the exorcist.

Now I sprinted to her. I took her hand off her wrist and saw how deep she cut herself. I started to freak out, well more than I already was; her face was no paler than humanly possible.

"Please," I begged I tried to get her to wake up but she wouldn't. I started to ball out crying, how could I ever let this happen to her. I saw that she was still bleeding, not knowing how to stop it I pulled off my shirt and wrapped it around her wrist. I put my hand on her chest to see if her hear was still beating, and devastatingly it wasn't.

A sound came out of my mouth that I didn't even know was possible, one full of anger sadness and angst.

I looked to the knife that was still by her side. I picked it up and thought what to do with it. Kill myself with it, or do something else. I took it to my heart but stopped, why end to life's. I felt the tears go down my face and I chucked the knife, it hit against the wall sticking straight in.

Then my thoughts started to get cloudy and I hit the floor.


Hallo! So what do you guys think? What do you guys think will happen? Dramatic isn't it! So yea I have a spoiler for the next chapter

** Spoiler**

Everything will be… eh just fill in the blank if you wish and tell me what you think!

Should everything be Okay, or everything come crashing down on poor Bills life?

** End of spoiler**

Okay so Happy almost birthday to the twins! The only bad thing is it makes my stories all old! Oh well now I can start saying in them "How old are you?" "21" So I think I might be putting a lot more drinking into my stories even thou the twins can drink almost everywhere else in the world.

So right now I'm working on a short little story about the twins 21st birthday! Yeahhh! So keep your eyes open

Oh so almost forgot, Don't forget three reviews new chapter! Everyone have a good first day of school, tell me how it went, was it fun ,boring, did you make the stupid mistake of wearing heels and heading face fist down the stairs? Or maybe your hair just wouldn't do what you want! Maybe just maybe

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