Ready Set Go
Show Me
"Excuse me?"
"I...I'm gay."
"And you!" I shrieked at Bill, ripping my hand from his grasp. "How long have you known?"
"Since before you cheated on me...?"
"Oh, this is just fucking great! My boyfriend's kept a secret from me for two months, and I cheated on him with his homosexual brother. You know, my father was right. Since I got with you, Bill, my life has been more screwed up than before. I gotta go. I'll be gone for awhile. Don't wait up for me."
"Marie, please don't do this."
"I...Bye."
Gustav's P.O.V.
I saw the anger in Marie's eyes before she slammed the front door behind her. She stormed to her car and sped away from the house. I stared out the window as the dust settled; finally, I turned and saw the twins in the hall.
"What did you do?"
"Tom told her something she didn't like."
"And that is...?"
"I'll tell you later."
I nodded and sat back down on the couch; I tapped my drumsticks against my thighs. Tom sat next to me and reached over, placing his hands on the sticks. The living room became still except for our breathing and the sound of Bill rummaging through the kitchen cabinets.
"Does he never stop eating?" I said softly, teasingly.
"Nein. I wonder where he puts it."
"Same here." Slowly, he removed his hand and pressed his palms against his forehead. "Tom, seriously, what'd you tell Marie?"
"I can't say it. At least not to you."
I joked, "Fearless, confident Tom can't tell me something?"
"This isn't funny, Gustav."
"I know, and I'm sorry. I was just trying to get you to relax."
"How can I relax? I have this huge announcement to make, and it's scaring the shit out of me. I can't say it."
"Then don't. Show me."
"Was?"
"Show me what you want to say."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
Georg's P.O.V. [shock!]
I entered the house after dropping my girlfriend off at her place, only to find Bill peering into the living room. He looked back, put his finger to his lips in a "sh, be quiet, schweigen" motion, and gestured me forward. I spied from over his shoulder.
Tom whispered, "Promise not to get mad?"
"I swear."
Suddenly, hesitatingly, the older Kaulitz twin leaned toward Gustav and pressed his lips against the drummer's.
"I...I'm gay."
"And you!" I shrieked at Bill, ripping my hand from his grasp. "How long have you known?"
"Since before you cheated on me...?"
"Oh, this is just fucking great! My boyfriend's kept a secret from me for two months, and I cheated on him with his homosexual brother. You know, my father was right. Since I got with you, Bill, my life has been more screwed up than before. I gotta go. I'll be gone for awhile. Don't wait up for me."
"Marie, please don't do this."
"I...Bye."
Gustav's P.O.V.
I saw the anger in Marie's eyes before she slammed the front door behind her. She stormed to her car and sped away from the house. I stared out the window as the dust settled; finally, I turned and saw the twins in the hall.
"What did you do?"
"Tom told her something she didn't like."
"And that is...?"
"I'll tell you later."
I nodded and sat back down on the couch; I tapped my drumsticks against my thighs. Tom sat next to me and reached over, placing his hands on the sticks. The living room became still except for our breathing and the sound of Bill rummaging through the kitchen cabinets.
"Does he never stop eating?" I said softly, teasingly.
"Nein. I wonder where he puts it."
"Same here." Slowly, he removed his hand and pressed his palms against his forehead. "Tom, seriously, what'd you tell Marie?"
"I can't say it. At least not to you."
I joked, "Fearless, confident Tom can't tell me something?"
"This isn't funny, Gustav."
"I know, and I'm sorry. I was just trying to get you to relax."
"How can I relax? I have this huge announcement to make, and it's scaring the shit out of me. I can't say it."
"Then don't. Show me."
"Was?"
"Show me what you want to say."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
Georg's P.O.V. [shock!]
I entered the house after dropping my girlfriend off at her place, only to find Bill peering into the living room. He looked back, put his finger to his lips in a "sh, be quiet, schweigen" motion, and gestured me forward. I spied from over his shoulder.
Tom whispered, "Promise not to get mad?"
"I swear."
Suddenly, hesitatingly, the older Kaulitz twin leaned toward Gustav and pressed his lips against the drummer's.