Paranoid pt-9

CHAPTER-9


Tom hit the brake insensitively. He drove so fast till here and the traffic police charged him. Only that traffic police made him one hour late. It's near 11:00 AM now. He pulled the keys out, opened the door got out of the car and rushed inside putting the keys in his pocket. He was eager to meet his brother after a long time. It's been three months and six days. He walked to the beautiful receptionist.
"Excuse me ma'am, Dr. Roberts? I had an appointment with him." He said peeking at the wrist watch.
"He's in his cabin sir; it's in the second floor, last room from the left after the elevator." She smiled as she talked. Tom didn't care though she was beautiful.  
"Thank you" He walked to the elevator where there was already a big line. He rolled his eyes and took the stairs from there. He could the last room from the left. He had one of his bodyguards with his. Tom knocked at the door politely.
"Come in" Mr. Roberts said. Tom pushed the door slightly and went in. Mr. Roberts stood up watching. "Oh, Mr. Kaulitz, I was waiting for you. Come follow me. Let's not be late" He said putting some keys in his pocket and walked out of the cabin. Tom followed after him. His bodyguard was walking after him.

"He's quiet now. You can talk to him easily now." Mr. Roberts said turning the way to right. Tom smiled.
"But only if he talks back to you." Mr. Roberts said. Tom sighed sadly.
"I know he'll talk to me" Tom said reassuring. Even his bodyguard was eager to meet the boy after a long instance.

Mr. Roberts took them to the sixth floor. The building was old. It looked like a haunted house. Georg and Gustav have already called Tom five times till now for the news of their vocalist. Mr. Roberts then opened the locks of a walkway where there were so many lockups and so many mentally retarded people in each lockup. They were acting crazy, talking crazy watching Tom walking the pathway. Tom sighed; he didn't want to see his brother doing the same thing. He was afraid of watching his brother's unwanted behavior. Mr. Roberts stopped and opened a lock of a room which wasn't actually a lockup but a big white painted room where only VIPs belong. But the room was old of course. There were so many black ink spread and red blood strips and marks on the wall. Tom glanced around the whole room at first and then his eyes flickered at the floor where Bill was sitting on his back at Tom. Tom sighed in relief. After a long time he took a peaceful breath.
"Can you see this red blood marks on the wall?" Mr. Roberts whispered breaking his locked gaze from his brother. Tom jumped a bit. "Bill did this" Mr. Roberts said sighing. Tom narrowed his eyes surprisingly. "What do you mean? How did he do it?" He turned restless. "Relax Mr. Kaulitz" Mr. Roberts rubbed his hand gently on his back. "Some of these bloodstains are of those ward-boys who tried to come close to him at night to hold him tight and some are of his own" He said apologetically. "What do you mean?" Tom asked more restlessly. Mr. Roberts looked down apologetically. "He scratched the walls to break it and run away at night" He murmured. Tm pulled his eyebrows together anxiously. He was more than restless at the time. "Mr. Kaulitz, you need to relax yourself. He might not talk to you if he watches you like this. Control yourself" He tried to console him. Tom took a silent deep breath and exhaled walking slowly to his twin. Bill was sitting still like a statue, his hair had the same style but messed up and it was longer than before and some of his artificial blonde color was gone. His hair was almost black as before. He was wearing the light blue uniform of the patients. Tom stood still behind him for a while. He didn't know from where to start. His brother was sitting cold before him. He just eyed his brother first few minutes from the back. He didn't know how he would face his brother's unaided face.
He stepped ahead and walked around his brother. Bill was pulling his legs up across his chest and wrapping his arms around it. His eyes were down on the floor. His makeupless eyes were puffy and the purple circles around his eyes were sort of dark than before. He still had his brow piercing. Tom cleared his throat to catch Bill's attention but he didn't move. He was just blinking looking down. He was looking like a dead body sitting. Tom sat in front of him comfortably on the cold tiled ground. He raised his hand toward his brother and held his hand. Bill didn't move like a statue. Tom squeezed his hand softly Bill jumped like he was woken from sleep. He looked up to see. Tom's eyes were stuck on his brother's helpless face. "Bill" He whispered. Bill was staring at him blankly. Tom took his face in his hands. "Look at me bro" He murmured. Bill turned back and slowly lay down in his brother's lap. Mr. Roberts's mouth fell open watching Bill doing that. Tom couldn't stop his tears anymore. His tear drops blew over his jaws and fell down on Bill's jaws under his eyes. Bill exhaled deeply with a noise. "Save me" He whispered looking up at his brother. Tom heard him, he nodded. "I will bro, soon I'll take you out of this prison" He assured. "I'm trapped I the dark. Save me…need help" His voice sounded shaky though he was whispering. Tom narrowed his eyes surprisingly. "What did you say Bill?" He asked inquiringly. "In the dark…have to go across the forest…" He mumbled. Tom listened to him carefully. He noted every single word in his mind clearly. "They show me the path….I don't see…takes me away in the dark…don't wanna go…." He mumbled to himself. "I don't see clear…I'm afraid…save me...need help. Save me" He repeated the words. A shock ran through Tom's veins. He began to feel cold. He knew he has missed something in his inquiry, something related to the place where they went for the vacation four months ago. He couldn't talk anymore. He looked down at his brother who was looking almost dead. "I'm searching my body Tom" Bill uttered clearly this time. Tom's face turned cautious "What? Where? You're here" He reminded. "No, I'm being taken away at night. I wander in the forest. They show me the light but they look blurry to me. Help me Tom, at night" He whispered just to his brother. It was obvious that n one was hearing them. Tom nodded quickly. "I will help you bro, just tell me what to do, how I can help you" He uttered. "Find me there, I'm waiting for you" He replied. "As soon as possible…." He reminded. Tom nodded. "I will, I will do that bro don't worry, everything's gonna be fine, just wait for me" He reassured his brother. Bill sighed in relief. "I'm afraid but glad that you came" A slight smile flashed on Bill's face. Tom felt a peace in his chest. "I missed you" Tom whispered. "Missed you too" Bill smiled though sadness was also there. Bill closed his eyes slowly "Can I take a nap in your lap for a while?" He asked like he was asking for peace for a while. Tom nodded, his eyes filled with tears watching his brother so pale. He kissed on his forehead gently and leaned against the wall behind him. There was a little smile on Bill's face. He was sleeping peacefully.