franurenda897 asked: So I started reading #815 and OMG its amazing!!!:D thanks for recommending it!
You’re so welcome ! :)
You’re so welcome ! :)
1000sacrednightsbehindmywall said: YOURE AN UNFAIR HUMAN
Oh am I ? I think tumblr is unfair because I can’t reply properly on sideblogs :D
Yes, but Bill and Tom are not related in that fanfiction, so yes and no.
815 is about Tom and Bill, Tom is a police officer and comes to a new prison where everyone’s talking about prisoner 815 but no one actually knows what he did, but he seems to be scary so Tom wants to know and check on his own, and he finds out that the prisoner, who is Bill, did horrible things and tries to seduce him. But I won’t tell more ;)
Hi ! Yes I am still writing it. I’m trying to get some new inspiration … I hope I can finish it soon. :)
No ! It’s written by Broken Mirror I think. I don’t read my own stories ;D
x you have to register but IT’S SO WORTH IT !
It’s also translated into various languages. It’s just amazing !
And I even forced my mom to read it - after the first chapters she couldn’t stop reading and she actually liked it ! ;)
No, I did once but at the moment I don’t. I really like the fiction 815 though, I’ve read it like 3 times ! :)
As Tom woke up again he felt weird, it wasn’t even weird though, he felt nothing. He felt like he was flying somehow, he couldn’t feel the stinging ache in his arm anymore, neither the headache he had earlier, caused by crying. He touched his head and groaned, the feeling got weirder by every second.
He was still in his bed, but somehow everything looked a little different, lighter, maybe surrounded by fog or dust. Tom blinked a few times before he sat up, and everything started to get clearer. He groaned and got up, walking to the bathroom to take a shower. He passed the few rooms again he was dying to open, but this time it didn’t seem to be important to him anymore.
When he opened the bathroom he switched on the lights, walked past the mirror but then he stopped and turned around. He looked at himself, but there was nothing, he couldn’t see a thing. It was out of question that the mirror didn’t work, mirrors always work. He shook his head and looked down to his arms, but the cuts were gone. Now he was even more confused, what was this even?
He looked up into the mirror gain, he waved, turned around, but he couldn’t see a thing in the mirror, except from the empty bathroom.
Tom ignored it and got rid of the few clothes on his body to step into the shower, and as the warm water started floating over his body everything went back to normal, at least a little in his head. But again when he turned around, he couldn’t see his reflection in the walls of the shower. Was he just blind ?
Then suddenly the door to the bathroom opened again, and just like out of nothing his mother came in. Tom screamed and pushed himself in a corner of the shower, covering as much as he could, and stopped the water. Of course his scream had been loud, but his mother didn’t seem to notice. The water was still dripping down, catching her attention so she looked inside the shower, noticing it was wet.
“Mom ?” he asked as she almost stepped inside too, but she didn’t see him. Instead she sighed shakily, wiped a tear away as she touched the wet ground of the shower, and left the room again.
“What is this ?” Tom whispered to himself, he wasn’t in the mood anymore so he stepped out and dressed himself again. He walked out of the bathroom, but there was nothing to do for him inside he realized, so he left the house. The door was open, had his mother forgotten to close it ? But as he stepped out there were several people standing in front of the house, his family, and friends.
“Hey !” he said and waved as he stood in front of them, but they didn’t even bother to turn their heads and look at him.
Maybe he knew what was going on, but he didn’t even want to think about it. They all hated him, that’s it. They didn’t want to know anything from him anymore, he was nothing without his twin.
As he thought of Bill again, he was getting worse. Maybe he should visit him, he thought. The place of the accident wasn’t that far away, and just at that place there were a few flowers and crucifix they had put there after Bill had died. He could get some new flowers, and maybe pray for his brother.
So he started walking. It was about 20 minutes walking away from his house, just at that place Bill had always hated to drive the most. The street had a few curves, there were some trees and a big river, that was where Bill’s car had fallen into. That was everything they both had always been afraid of; and that’s what happened in the end.
As Tom reached the place he saw the small grave already, at least the grave as a reminder of something that had happened at that place. Of course they had brought Bill to a normal graveyard, but still it meant a lot to Tom.
It was just up the hill, a few meters in front of the river. Tom had forgotten the flowers, but whatever. As he had reached it he sat down, it was still early and he didn’t care about the few cars that would see him if they passed that place.
Tom closed his eyes and thought about everything, basically there wasn’t any point in going on for him anymore but he knew he had to, he knew Bill would want him to.
Tom sighed and looked down to the river, staring in space when suddenly something touched his shoulder. He gasped a little and turned his head around, but there was nothing. What had just touched him ? But as he looked down to the river again, something was touching his left thigh, and as he looked to the left he saw him. Bill was sitting next to him, his hand on his thigh, a smile on his lips.
“Hi” Bill said quietly and squeezed Tom’s thigh gently. He must’ve been dreaming, but as Tom raised his hand and touched Bill’s face, he could feel him. It was a little odd, but his face was the only thing he could touch that came to his mind.
“I’ve missed you” Bill said, still not letting go of him. “I’ve watched you though.”
“I’m … dead ?” Tom asked shakily, his voice quivering.
“Yes” Bill answered, his voice was comforting and even if Tom was just about to cry, the more Bill talked the better he felt. No matter alive or dead. “But you’re here with me now.”
“I know. I’ve missed you too” Tom said, then he just fell down into his brother’s lap as he started crying, but not out of sadness. It didn’t matter to him how they were together, as long as they were.
Bill wrapped his arms around him as he rubbed his back gently.
“I’ve hoped you would come here, I’ve been waiting for you” he said as they both calmed down, looking down into the river. Tom’s feelings were still a mess as they sat there, for minutes, maybe hours, but time didn’t matter to him anymore. As long as they were together, nothing else did matter.
Does there anyone else have the same opinion as me and thinks Bill’s new tattoo is a little bit disgusting … ?
Honestly I think its beautiful, but its fine if you don’t like it, I personally don’t like the mermaid one myself :)
It could be beautiful maybe if it was at the place of his heart, but still, I think it’s getting a little much with the other twin-tattoo one right next to it.