Forgotten Children-Part 2

          I woke up, panicking and breathing hard and heavy. I keep having that same nightmare every night. I hate it! I only have the dream when Tom or Bill is away. I looked at my sidekick and it was three am. I always wake up at that time when I have that dream. It’s really creepy. I had five missed calls and ten missed text messages. They were mostly from Bill. It scares him every time I don’t text back or call. One message was from Tom.

          “Hey Brielle, when you get this can you please call Bill? He will not shut up! I had to throw an apple at him! Call or text one of us, bye.”

Oh yeah, my name is Brielle. I am eighteen, well about to be that is. I am dating Bill Kaulitz. Yeah, the one from Tokio Hotel. I met him about four ears ago. But, that is kind of a painful story for me.

          My clock went off at five am. I was just falling back asleep from that vivid nightmare. What the heck, I have to get up anyway. So, I got up and went and took a shower and got dressed. I packed up my book bag and grabbed my car keys and left. I got in my car and drove to Tom and Bill’s apartment. They’re on tour so I promised I would keep an eye on it while they were gone.

          I grabbed the house key after I parked the car in their drive way and unlocked the door and walked in. I loved their apartment. It is so much better than mine. Well, I share one with my friend Cecil, but we just call her CiCi, but she is about to move into Tom and Bill’s. Bill wants me to move in with them, but I am not sure if I am ready just yet. But anyway, I grabbed Scotty’s dog food, which is Bill’s dog, and fed him and looked around to make sure everything was were it was supposed to be.

          After I did what I had to do, I left their apartment and went and grabbed some Sonic for me and Cici and then I headed to the college campus. We go to Berlin University. I am studying to be a nurse. Cici, well, she keeps changing her mind. Right now, she is studying to be a dentist. She always changes her mind. You never know what that girl is going to do next.