Love Always Dies ch 56 by Wannabewitch347, literature
Literature
Love Always Dies ch 56
CHAPTER 56
(Tom)
"Georg!? Georg!?" I shout, sprinting down the alley way with Gustav at my heals. I fall to my knees when I see the amount of blood spilling out of Georg stomach and flinch at the glossed over look in his open eyes. "Georg Georg!" I shout again, even though I know it is useless. I put my hands on his stomach right over the wound and close my eyes, trying to concentrate. The red light glows through my closed eyelids and as I focus harder, the light grows brighter. After a few moments, I look down to see that it's not working. "Gustav help me! I'm not strong enough " I try again, expecting Gustav to be right t
The snow drifts down lightly from the cloudy skies above, blanketing the empty tree branches and frosting the pines before touching any of the stones below. The dead grass shuffles lightly beneath his feet as he and the others make their way up the hill the is already coated with stones and an asortment of flowers. He looks only at the dirt path ahead of him, everythig else is nothing; means nothing. The suit he wears irritates him very much, but someone had liked when he dressed that way; someone he wished to please. His shined shoes are already coated in dust from the path he walks. He wishes to brush the grime away, he wants to look his be
Chapter 7
In The Mind Of Tom
"Bill!?" I yell in a frantic attempt to find him in the house. "Bill where are you!?" I woke up and he wasn't there. At first I was calm about it, but now I'm worried. Where could he be? What if something happened to him? What if someone got him? What if "Bill!?" I search the first floor frantically and find myself at the closed basement door. Oh how I hate basements the creepy atmosphere, the dark, decaying smell, the coldness that comes with it and the fact that most good horror movies have a basement doesn't help much either. However, if Bill is down there . I have to check.
I open the door
Chapter 6
In The Mind Of Tom
"Come on Bill Come on Bill breathe " one, two, three I count as I push down on his chest. "Breathe!" My heart pounds ferociously. Tears blur my vision. Oh please god Not here not now not like this "Come on . Bill please ." I felt it I felt it when he stopped breathing, when his heart stopped beating I felt it. one, two, three "Damn it " I hiss. "Wake up! Bill, breathe!" I felt it when my twin left me, I felt it in my heart and my soul when he left me in the water. one, two, three "God " I sob through clenched teeth as I push down on his chest aga
Chapter 5
In The Mind Of Tom
"Bill?" I ask through his bedroom door, gently knocking. I heard him scream and then I could swear I heard crying... I just want to make sure he is ok. "Bill, are you alright?" No answer. "Can I come in?" No sound. I open the door a crack and peer in, seeing his empty bed. His sheets and blanket are twisted up in a jumble on the floor and his pillow is on top of his nightstand as if he threw it there. I open the door more and see his figure shivering in the dark corner between his vanity and the window. "Bill...?" I whisper. He curls up tighter and rocks back and forth. As I approach him, I can feel the tension
Desperate for attention, but dreading having any; dying of anticipation but too tired to feel it; crying for someone to hold me but wanting to be alone. Confused, lost, cold, alone, dying inside, crying inside, calling inside, falling inside. Why can't I just die already and get it over with? No, I will not take my life. No, nothing will happen to me. No, I will not die soon. Why? Because living is gift. Living is also a curse. Living means having to deal with myself every day; living is having to look in the mirror and say "what the hell is wrong with you"; living is having to hide who I really am from the people I care about and having to d
Love Always Dies ch 56 by Wannabewitch347, literature
Literature
Love Always Dies ch 56
CHAPTER 56
(Tom)
"Georg!? Georg!?" I shout, sprinting down the alley way with Gustav at my heals. I fall to my knees when I see the amount of blood spilling out of Georg stomach and flinch at the glossed over look in his open eyes. "Georg Georg!" I shout again, even though I know it is useless. I put my hands on his stomach right over the wound and close my eyes, trying to concentrate. The red light glows through my closed eyelids and as I focus harder, the light grows brighter. After a few moments, I look down to see that it's not working. "Gustav help me! I'm not strong enough " I try again, expecting Gustav to be right t
The snow drifts down lightly from the cloudy skies above, blanketing the empty tree branches and frosting the pines before touching any of the stones below. The dead grass shuffles lightly beneath his feet as he and the others make their way up the hill the is already coated with stones and an asortment of flowers. He looks only at the dirt path ahead of him, everythig else is nothing; means nothing. The suit he wears irritates him very much, but someone had liked when he dressed that way; someone he wished to please. His shined shoes are already coated in dust from the path he walks. He wishes to brush the grime away, he wants to look his be
Chapter 7
In The Mind Of Tom
"Bill!?" I yell in a frantic attempt to find him in the house. "Bill where are you!?" I woke up and he wasn't there. At first I was calm about it, but now I'm worried. Where could he be? What if something happened to him? What if someone got him? What if "Bill!?" I search the first floor frantically and find myself at the closed basement door. Oh how I hate basements the creepy atmosphere, the dark, decaying smell, the coldness that comes with it and the fact that most good horror movies have a basement doesn't help much either. However, if Bill is down there . I have to check.
I open the door
Chapter 6
In The Mind Of Tom
"Come on Bill Come on Bill breathe " one, two, three I count as I push down on his chest. "Breathe!" My heart pounds ferociously. Tears blur my vision. Oh please god Not here not now not like this "Come on . Bill please ." I felt it I felt it when he stopped breathing, when his heart stopped beating I felt it. one, two, three "Damn it " I hiss. "Wake up! Bill, breathe!" I felt it when my twin left me, I felt it in my heart and my soul when he left me in the water. one, two, three "God " I sob through clenched teeth as I push down on his chest aga
Chapter 5
In The Mind Of Tom
"Bill?" I ask through his bedroom door, gently knocking. I heard him scream and then I could swear I heard crying... I just want to make sure he is ok. "Bill, are you alright?" No answer. "Can I come in?" No sound. I open the door a crack and peer in, seeing his empty bed. His sheets and blanket are twisted up in a jumble on the floor and his pillow is on top of his nightstand as if he threw it there. I open the door more and see his figure shivering in the dark corner between his vanity and the window. "Bill...?" I whisper. He curls up tighter and rocks back and forth. As I approach him, I can feel the tension
Desperate for attention, but dreading having any; dying of anticipation but too tired to feel it; crying for someone to hold me but wanting to be alone. Confused, lost, cold, alone, dying inside, crying inside, calling inside, falling inside. Why can't I just die already and get it over with? No, I will not take my life. No, nothing will happen to me. No, I will not die soon. Why? Because living is gift. Living is also a curse. Living means having to deal with myself every day; living is having to look in the mirror and say "what the hell is wrong with you"; living is having to hide who I really am from the people I care about and having to d
I am an author, not an illistrator. I can't... draw, well at all. I obsess and I try to draw but I always hate how it comes out and it bugs me that others can do so much better.
Now that you know that I will tell you that I am currently writing six books right now, one is being posted here on DA known as Love Always Dies... Bill, Tom Kaulitz, Tokio Hotel... you got to love that. I write mostly dreary, morbid stuff but I would rather you check out my stories and poems then my drawings...
Hey everyone! Just a few quetions for all those who watch me.
Question 1:
I am now here ~TokioHotelPanda (https://www.deviantart.com/tokiohotelpanda) just wondering if any of you are actually planning on watching me at my ne account? Be honest now... I understand if you're like screw you B*TCH! and I won't hate you for it. I was just wondering. I got some new art up if you want to checkit out :)
Question 2:
For this one please forget everything you know about Twilight and just do not think of it for this question... thank you ^^
I am planning a new story, so I am just wondering.
Would you rather have a story about:
A) Vampires that kill government people like assasins (sp?)
Hey everyone... I have some stuff I gotta let you in on.
Ok, so here is the deal: I can't get over this writing block and I'm sick of just sitting around not writing, so I am going to take a break (yes, I know it isn't really a break since I haven't really been writing, but I'm taking a break from not writing... if that makes sense) and I'm going to let go of LAD for now... I'm so sorry, but I just can't write and I think if I start writing something new I will be able to possibley start writing for reals again... I just can't handle not writing anything and no matter how hard I try, I can't get back into LAD. So I am taking a break from LAD
One... word...
INCEPTION
Who's seen it!? I just saw it... one more word... WOW!
"You can watch the preview a million times and still have no idea what it is about" (I forget what magazine said that, but whoever they are, they are 100% correct!) Yes! You can also watch the movie and still have no idea what it is about! :D
I'm kidding, you do sort of know what the movie is about, but by the end you still have a million questions. No wonder the preview didn't give anything away! There is no possible way to describe it other then one word:
MIND BLOWING!
Oh sorry, was that two words? TOO BAD! hehe
Alrighty! I immediately give this movie 10