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Live Every Second	By : PunkyEmoFreak Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Tokio Hotel Views: 1129 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Tokio Hotel. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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|| Abbie’s POV ||

The boys have been driving me completely bonkers for the last two weeks, I swear to god, ever since I messed around with Kyle outside- they’ve been on mine and Sonnie’s back about absolutely everything. Normally, I wouldn’t care- but it’s gotten to the point that they’re putting Matt and Kyle down every second they get and I don’t know how much more I can handle of it. Sonnie’s nearly bitten off Tom’s head about ten times in the last three days already. I wish they’d really get over themselves, we didn’t get caught, so what did it really matter?

“Abbie! Hurry up, I’m bored!” Sonnie called to me as I walked away from playing cardboard crack with her to go to the bathroom. Skip-Bo, our own official crack. Matt and Kyle taught us to play it a few weeks before and ever since, we hadn’t really stopped, especially stuck on the bus with Tom and Bill and trying to ignore them.

“Yeah, yeah. Give me a second Sonnie, I gotta pee!” I screamed to her, walking into the bathroom and shutting the door loudly behind me. The bathroom smelled- worse then usual. It nearly smelled like sex. I wrinkled my nose as I walked over to the toilet and nearly gagged seeing a sticky white substance on the seat. I turned quickly on my heal, pulling open the door and ran out- I didn’t have to pee anymore. “WHO FUCKING CAME ON THE TOLIET SEAT, TOM?!” I yelled loudly, asking the question and accusing Tom at the same time.

Tom looked up from where he was sitting, playing the his guitar and just shrugged his shoulder, Sonnie was already at my side, “What the fuck, Tom? That is so damn gross! Go clean it off!” I snapped at him, pointing a sharp purple nail towards to the bathroom.

“No thanks,” He said, yawning a bit and stretching out across the couch and setting his guitar to side, “I’m rather tired. You have to piss, you go clean it. Else it can wait until I’m good and ready to do it.” He said, smirking that arrogant smirk at me.

Sonnie looked disgusted at him, he didn’t seem to care. I pulled my hair in frustration, I don’t know how much more of this I could handle! “Tom Kaulitz! That’s your damn jizz. I am not touching it. Now get off you’re lazy ass and get rid of it!” Tom just shook his head and got more comfortable on the couch. I had to remind myself it’s illegal to kill someone. “Tom, seriously. It’s gross!”

“Well, have Sonnie go clean it,” Tom said, keeping his eyes close- probably to hide from the death glare he was getting from the bassist, “She should be used to it by now. She can just lick it up.”

My eyes widened and Sonnie was seething, I didn’t fancy being Tom right now. “WHAT THE BLOODY FUCK IS GOING ON WITH YOU, YOU SELF ABSORBED FUCKING FREAK! THAT WAS ONE FUCKING TIME AND IT WAS TO GET BACK AT YOU! AND YOU’RE THE ONE WHO SWALLOWED YOUR OWN COME ANYWAYS SO DROP THE FUCKING MEMORY BECAUSE IT IS NEVER GOING TO HAPPEN AGAIN!” I had never heard Sonnie sound so mad before, her anger was starting to cause tears in the corner of her eyes.

“Oh shut you’re slut ass, Sonnie,” Tom hissed, rolling his eyes at us and I had to grab back both of Sonnie’s arms to keep her from lunging herself at Tom, most likely to rip his face off. “You wanted my cock then just as much as you want it now. I know why you’re really dating Matt, Sonnie so don’t even try to deny it.”

“Oh my fucking god! You arrogant cunt licking ass face!” Sonnie screamed, struggling hard against my hold, “Abigail let me go! I’m going to murder him!” At this point, I believed it too. Holding onto her was becoming a chore.

Bill came out of his bunk, probably to find out what all the screaming was about only to find Tom getting to his feet and crossing his arms over his chest smugly and Sonnie trying harder then ever to be let free so she could disassemble Tom. “Uhm… what’s going on out here?” He asked, looking us all over.

“Your brother jizzed on the fucking seat and I gotta piss!” I hissed, my arms starting to hurt from the effort it was taking me to hold back Sonnie.

“So Sonnie’s freaking? Damn, you’d think that you two were the twins here. If you gotta piss so badly then why not just wipe it off?” He asked, grabbing Tom’s pack of cigarettes off the table and lighting one.

“Bill! You’re supposed to be on our side!” I screeched at him, barely able to stop myself from letting go of Sonnie and just letting her destroy his brother. “Tom is completely… vial and disgusting and pig headed and whorey and an asshole-”

“AND MAKES UP LIES AND SHIT TO MAKE HIMSELF FEEL LESS LIKE THE SLUT HE REALLY IS!” Sonnie screamed and Bill’s eyes widened. He flicked the ash of his cigarette and smirked at us, I didn’t like the look on his face.

“You’re both completely serious about this? All this bitching and screaming because Tom is being his usual self?” He laughed a little, taking a long inhale of the fag in his hand. “If you ask me, you both need to just calm yourselves down. I understand it’s probably that time of the month, but you’re taking this completely out of proportion.”

“I told David from the start I didn’t want to deal with any PMS bullshit,” Tom said, acting as though he hadn’t just acted like the spawn of satin moments before hand, “Can’t we just give them a Prozac or something?”

Bill laughed, I was starting to hate him more then ever. “I don’t think Prozac is an anti-botch pill, Tom.” Bill said with a smirk, “They need like, Midol.” I was in to in shock to even scream anymore and Sonnie became completely still and silent in my grasp.

“Awe, Billa. I think we hurt the girls’ feelings.” Tom cooed in a childish tone, “Seriously, you guys are acting like little kids, all because of some jizz? You digest enough of it already that you shouldn’t be scared of a little more. You’ve proved that to us personally, Abbie.”

Sonnie looked up from the ground, her domineer calm and I let her go. Her eyes were like fire on them- but I let her speak. She was always better and confronting others then I was. “You’re right guys, this whole little fight started now because Tom jizzed on the seat,” Sonnie agreed with them and I saw both of them wince. The next is always worse, even more so since she sounded so damn calm about it all. “But for the last two full weeks the both of you have been nothing but complete assholes to not only Abbie and I, but to Swifty and Kyle as well.” I could see small tears falling down her cheeks.

The bus pulled to a stop and both of the twins in front of us were paled considerably, “I don’t know what’s gotten into you guys, but you are not the friends we made when we joined this band. It’s like you guys are carbon copies of the boys we knew with attitudes to match those of Hitler. We don’t know what’s up- and we really don’t care to know.” She said, her voice still calm if not shaking the slightest of bits. I noticed she was now officially speaking for both of us.

“And if this isn’t some act you guys are play and it’s the real you, I’m glad we know now. Because we want absolutely nothing to do with either of you.” She said, this time her voice was holding a slight hiss to it. “The way you’ve been treating us…” She shook her head, looking at the ground for a moment and turning on her heal, grabbing my arm. After we walked a few steps away, Sonnie turned her head to look at them, “I hate you guys. We both do. It’s making me sick to even be in the same room as you right now.” She said lowly, turning back away and walking out of the bus with me.

I couldn’t hear what they were saying and honestly I didn’t care. In my opinion, Sonnie had said it all. “You know I love you, right?” I asked, linking my arm with hers as we made our way over to the van where our boys would be.

“Love you too, Abbie,” She said with a sigh, I could still see tears stinging in her eyes and I couldn’t understand why. She said her peace, she could feel better. I watched her face as we walked up to the van, both of us waving at Kyle and Matt. She must be feeling like me then…

Betrayed. Hurt. And wanting to go home more now then ever. I don’t know how the four of us were going to get through the show tonight.
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