Me in all my night owl glory. And I'm using up my beautiful Saturday night to write you guys another chapter. *huff huff* just kidding I don't have a life:D I just sit home playing CALL OF DUTY BLACK OPS! Have you guys heard of the newest edition of the Jeep Wrangler? They made it specially for Black Ops. Because it's actually in the game. IT'S a REAL CAR! Yeah. Pretty crazy. But that's what modern society is based off of now. Video games. Hehe, I'm not complaining

Chapter Four

I sat curled up on the cheap couch in front of the Television watching the daily news report. A middle aged woman with stringy blonde hair spoke in a monotonous tone.

"Bill Kaulitz was almost kidnapped last night by 38 year old Almengual Sorg and 34 year old Jorge Cuften. But the two men's plan was stopped short by a young girl," I watched the footage of me sitting in the back of the ambulance, "Who is believed to have killed them both single-handedly. Almengual suffered from a shot to the head and Jorge's neck was broken. David Jost, the band's manager says: 'The Kaulitz twins are extremely happy that the young girl was able to save Bill. We are very grateful.' The girl's name remains unknown." I flicked off the TV and sat up straight. My thoughts had cleared since last night and I felt no more regret for the two men who tried to kidnap Bill. They had tried to steal him away and possibly hurt him. Then they tried to kill me. No, I decided those kind of people didn't deserve to walk this world. I hope they burn in hell. Now the only guilt I felt was that Bill now knew me as the girl who kills people. I sighed. Great. Somebody knocked on my door. I quickly ran my hands through my hair and answered it.

"Mrs. Trumper?" What was their mom doing here? She had red puffy eyes.

"Ohhh thank you, thank you!" She caught me up in a hug.

"Really… I was… only doing… what anyone else would've!" I said between gasps of air.

"Mom, stop suffocating the girl." Bill appeared behind his mother.

"Really." The other twin confirmed.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm just so happy that my boys are safe. Thank you, sweetie." She patted my head. I mentally seethed. I hated when people did that. But of course I didn't say anything; that would be rude. Bill und Tom nervously scratched the back of their heads at the same time then gave each other weird looks for doing so. Mrs. Trumper wiped her tears away and returned to the twins' hotel room. Bill und Tom were left standing there awkwardly. "So are you okay?" Bill asked.

"I could ask the same for you. I'm fine."

"Oh, that's good." Bill said. Tom shoved his hand in his pockets.

"So how did the guys get you in the first place? Don't you have body guards?"

"Tranquilizers." Tom said, "Then they waited till the rest of us were busy."

"Oh. So where are your body guards now?"

"Over there." Bill jabbed his thumb at the end of the hall. There stood one body guard, and at the opposite end stood another. I immediately became nervous. After a long silence, Tom asked, "So how long will you be staying here?"

"I don't know. I don't want to go home just yet."

As if Bill was smacked in the face by some unknown force, he asked, "Hey! Where are your parents?"

"Long story."

The twins shrugged, "We've got time." So I invited them in and basically told them my life story. When I was done, Tom's mouth hung open and Bill looked horrified. "So when do you go home?" Tom asked.

I shrugged and shook my head, "I don't know, it doesn't matter."

"Yes it does!" They said in unison. After a weird look towards each other, Bill said something to Tom in German, then said to me, " You could stay with us!"

I shrugged again, "I don't know, I mean… I can't just leave my parents."

"Somehow I think they'll get over it. If your Mom is as amazing and understanding as you say she is, and your Dad is as an uncaring jerk as you say he is, I think they'll be fine. We're staying here for another 3 months." Bill started getting excited, "Plus I feel like I owe you big time."

"You shouldn't, I was just doing what anyone else would've done."

"No, when that guy was trying to put me in the car, other people just ignored it." Bill was getting desperate, you could tell.

I sighed, "As long as it's okay with Georg, Gustav, your mom, the body guards, whoever has to pay for the food, and Mr. Jost." I counted the names on my fingers, "oh yeah, and of course, my parents."

"Well we'll see what we can do." Just then, my cell phone went off, I looked at the caller ID, it said unavailable. I looked up to Bill und Tom, "Do you mind?" They shook their heads no and I answered it.

"Hello…" I was cut off by the person on the other line.

"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?" My Dad.

"What do you mean?" Bill und tom were watching me and listening.

"YOU KILLED TWO PEOPLE YOU LITTLE SHIT. I WILL NOT HAVE A MURDERER LIVING IN MY HOUSE." I started crying again and the twins jumped up to comfort me and listen.

"You don't have to. If you hate me that much then I'll leave."

"WHERE ARE YOU GOING TO GO YOU DUMBFUCK? YOU'RE ONLY 14! YOU CAN'T DO SHIT BY YOURSELF." I almost forgot today was my birthday.

"Actually, Dad," I spat his name, " The Kaulitz twins have offered to take care of me for a few months." I heard spiteful, mocking laughter on the other line.

"They're 21 year old celebrities! They won't be able to take you in!"

"Is that a challenge?"

"You'd better drop that tone if you know what's good for you." My heart skipped a beat and my hand instinctively caught the one rib with a knot in it, where it had been broken before.

"What are you going to do? I'm in New York."

"FINE YOU UNGRATEFUL LITTLE SHIT, STAY WITH FAGBOY AND AIDS. IF YOU COME BACK HERE YOU'LL BE BEAT TO DEATH." Bill took a step back, horrified, again. Tom stared at the phone in shock. I hung up. The twins were staring at me now. I shrugged. "I guess… I'm staying with you then?" They nodded wordlessly, still gaping. Then Bill started clapping, "Yay! Get dressed and pack your bags! Were headed off to Michigan! Be downstairs in an hour!" and practically skipped out the door. Tom gave me a hug and headed out the door. I sighed and waited for the door to click shut. As soon as it was shut I grabbed the CD out of the radio and shoved it, along with everything else into my bag. I took a quick shower, blow dried my hair, straightened it, brushed my teeth and applied make up. I rushed downstairs after shoving on clothes. Today I was wearing a black hoody and dark skinny jeans. I saw the twins hiding in a corner and a million flashes out front. "Wow." I stared at the cameras. Two guards materialized next to us and we made our way to the tour bus in the parking lot. When we safely got on, the body guards pulled up next to the bus in their black SUV's. The inside of the bus was completely awesome. Flat screen TV's, a mini bar, a kitchen, etc. It was like they had everything! The twins were talking in rapid German while I explored the tour bus. I finally got bored and looked out the window. Another tour bus was pulled up beside us. Gustav waved from the window and I waved back. Then Georg came over and we all had a waving war. Then they stopped looking at me and seemed to look past me. I felt someone's presence behind me, so I grabbed whoever it was out of instinct and flipped them onto the couch. Tom landed with a hard 'oof' and sent me a glare. I looked back at Gustav and Georg, who were laughing they're butts off, and then to Bill who was laughing too. Tom got up and said, "Damn, girl." He rubbed his shoulder and walked away. "Sorry!" I called after them. All of the sudden the bus lurched and I felt to the ground. Bill seemed unaffected. "What the…?" I rubbed my head and sat up. Bill helped me up and said, "You get used to it."

"I guess so…"

Tom came in and yawned, causing Bill to yawn, causing me to yawn. "I'm going to sleep you guys, I stayed up all night last night." Tom said and stumbled to a bunk.

"Me, too." Bill said, "Shelby, you can sleep… uh… right there if you want." He pointed to a cushiony looking couch.

"Kay. See ya." He waved and went to bed.

I sighed, grabbed a blanket, curled up and fell asleep.

*falls asleep on keyboard* nighty night errbody. Remember.. HE'S CLIMBIN IN YO WINDOW! HE SNATCHIN' YO PEOPLE UP! TRYNA RAPE EM SO YA'LL NEED TO HIDE YO KIDS, HIDE YO WIFE, AND HIDE YO HUSBAND CUZ THEY'RE RAPIN' ERRBODY OUT HERE. Ahhh the bed invader song. It never gets old