Both Gustav and Georg had a mirrored expression on their faces. Their faces portrayed their pure shock and disgust. All along we had denied our relationship to them and of all the people in the world to walk in on us, it was them. Georg and Gustav. Our big homophobic friends. The next five minutes were filled with silence and tension as we all just stayed where we were, staring at each other in shock. My half naked brother along with my half naked self staring into the faces of our freaked out friends.
Gustav was the first to break the silence. He stumbled around his words and all that came out were a small series of first syllables. I stole a glance at Bill for a minute to see his face; a reflection of my own. I took a deep breath and looked down, realizing that my hands were sweating and I was shaking again. Never had I thought we would really by found out, especially by the G's.
"I…We…It isn't what it looks like!" I shouted immediately, shocking everyone in the room, including myself. Bill sighed and shook his head at me, standing up to face Georg and Gustav.
"Tom, give it a rest. It's exactly what it looks like." He told them, making my eyes widen in shock.
"Bill…What are you-" I started.
"It's okay." He smiled at me before turning back to them, waiting for their response.
They just stared at us in disbelief. They looked like they were praying to wake up from their nightmare immediately. Like they didn't really just see what they thought they had. Something wet was hitting my hands and it took me a while to realize that it was my own tears. Soon after, Bill sat beside me and wrapped his arms around my, pulling my head to rest on his chest, kissing the top of my head tenderly. All I was focusing on was their faces contorting into disgust and hatred.
"You've got to be fucking kidding me…" Gustav finally got out after he found his voice, shaking his head.
"So you really ARE a couple of ass-fucking faggots after all!" Georg accused us before actually spitting at us.
With that, he and Gustav stormed out of our apartment, leaving me to sit there in shock, tears flooding my eyes. I buried my face in my younger brother's bare chest and just sobbed. He only held me tighter and stared off into the distance. I always thought I was the stronger one between the both of us but this whole relationship made me realize how wrong I really was.
"Oh my God…Bill…Bill…They…Bill…" Was all I could get out through my muffled sobs.
"Shh…Tom. Everything will work out somehow…" He consoled in my ear, rocking me back and forth in his arms.
When I calmed down a few hours later my eyelids were extremely puffy and swollen and my head felt as though someone took an axe to it. Bill then forced me to lay down in the guest bed, running off to find the Aspirin. I groaned in pain and covered my face with my hands to make everything dark.
"Fuck…This is all my fault…" I sighed to myself in a pained voice.
"Nothing is your fault." Responded a firm and familiar voice.
I slowly removed my hands and opened my eyes to see Bill standing over me, Aspirin in one hand and a glass of water in the other. Sitting up, I grabbed the water and painkillers, downing them quickly. Bill took the glass from my hand and set it down on the nightstand, sitting next to me, looking me firmly in the eye to reassure me of what he said.
"It is my fault Bill. If I never had fallen for my own brother, this wouldn't be happening right now!" I objected.
"Don't beat yourself up, Tomi. If we're taking the fault, it's mine as well for falling for you, too."
"But Bill I-"
"Just stop it, Tom. I don't want to hear you blame yourself for anything. I love you and you love me, there's nothing anyone can do about it and we'll have each other forever, got it?" He grinned, poking me in the nose, causing a small smile to form on my lips. "There we go! That wasn't so hard now was it?"
He was right though. Nothing could tear me away from my twin. Nothing in the universe could break the bond we shared and I knew that no matter what happened now, we still had each other. Our love was a force to be reckoned with and we were a dynamic duo. Besides, with Bill by my side, nothing bad could ever happen, right?
We interrupt our regularly scheduled broadcast to bring you this shocking news. Tokio Hotel has broken up. We repeat, the boys of Tokio Hotel are no longer. Fans, please don't do anything rash as we have heard from the Kaulitz twins themselves that they are planning to launch a duet group.
It all happened last week when the foursome got in a fight over what we do not know yet at this time but we do know that it pinned the Kaulitz brothers against Gustav and Georg. Quoted from the former Tokio Hotel drummer and bassist, "What they did and are doing is sick and a disgrace to our name. We do not want to associate ourselves with people like that any longer so we made the decision to go our separate ways. Bill and Tom are sick individuals and are surely going to hell for the situation they are involved in."
What could possibly be so bad that the two brothers' long time best friends and band mates don't want anything to do with them? The Kaulitz twins are quoted saying that, "Georg and Gustav are close minded and thank God we finally found out the real them or else we may have been fooled for the rest of our lives. We'd like to take this opportunity to apologize to all of our fans and not to fret, we will still be in the music business but this time, expect it to be only Tom and myself. We're finished trusting unworthy people and this was a wonderful chance for us to learn the truth. Once again, we'd like to say sorry to all of our fans."
This is truly a shocking day in the entertainment industry. Tokio Hotel was arguably the best act to come out of Germany in a couple decades. Their fire was put out as quickly as it started. To fans, this may be one of the most devastating days in the history of their lives but we have the promise from the Kaulitz twins that they will be back in full force in no time.
I sighed and turned the television off, tossing the remote behind me. It had been a month since we were discovered by our now former friends and band mates. After not hearing from them for a week or so, David Jost called us, informing that Gustav and Georg wanted to put an end to us and wanted our input. Bill and I immediately agreed and set up the deal with Jost for our career together. I was starting to let myself slip away, though. Tokio Hotel was my musical life. I had planned on being a member of Tokio Hotel for my whole life but it was too quickly ripped from my grasp.
I spent most of my days and nights locked in our bedroom as I had done when Bill and I used to fight. Only this time, I would actually respond when Bill talked to me. Even though most of the times it was just a head nod or a grunt in response, it was still something. Bill took it upon himself to make me food once again. Sure his cooking was shit, but I appreciated the effort he made to keep me healthy. Shortly, I started to feel better and was near back to normal until one day when I turned on the television again, flipping through the channels.
Former Tokio Hotel band members Gustav and Georg spill all! The drummer and bassist called our studio up to tell us exactly why Tokio Hotel broke up! And believe us, we were more than shocked with their reason!
"To be honest, Bill and Tom really are involved with each other. We walked in on them on top of each other and they were about to get it on. They were both half naked and making out and all of that! It was so disgusting and to think that we actually believed them when they said it was just a rumor! They're nothing but disgusting fags! How sick do you have to be mentally to fuck your own twin brother?! My God, how could we be in a band with people…no I mean sick fucks like that?! We had to end it immediately."
And that's not all, folks. The boys brought proof! Apparently, they snagged this from the brothers' apartment before leaving! It was found in Tom's wallet…
I just gaped at the screen as my most personal thoughts were being broadcasted on national television. I hadn't had the need to go into my wallet for anything seeing as I stayed in our room for the whole time and then only stayed in our apartment when I had felt better. I couldn't believe that they would be that low to actually expose us like that. I wanted to hunt them down and fucking kill them. I let out a loud scream of frustration and threw the remote with all of my strength at the television, causing a crack to form, breaking it entirely.
Slowly, I made my way to the kitchen to find Bill. He was on the phone but then yelled obscene words into it, throwing it across the room, causing it to break into pieces. He then slid down the wall to sit on the floor and I made my way to him, shakily taking a seat on the cold tile next to him.
"What was that about?" I asked, my voice still shaking. He stayed silent and just glared into nothingness. As soon as I was about to tell him about what I saw, he found his voice.
"That was Jost. It's time for us to find a new career because we'll never be accepted in the music business again."