Thank you so much<3

i love you :D hahaha but not in THAT way XD seriously making me squeal like some crazy fangirl -_- lmao

Author's Response: If I can make you squeal then I'm happy. :)

Does Bill not remember or is he pretending?

“That was easier than I thought,” Dr. Lawrence said. “Not like the usual strife.”
“Yeah. He’s a lot more cooperative and outgoing around the twin,” Lars noted.
“Indeed?” Dr. Lawrence’s eyes looked straight at Tom’s. “My, what a favorable bonus,” he smirked. Tom narrowed his eyes, following the doctor’s figure as he left the room. – LOL this is cooperative? *cracks up*

Sometimes people got too close for Tom’s liking, and probably Bill’s comfort, but they stepped back promptly once they noticed their guards and that’s when Tom started to agree with their presence. He understood why Bill kept aloof all the time, defending his personal space. - *nods* has to no wonder he was happier ugly.

“I don’t see the bunnies,” Bill said, “and there are so many bunnies.” Tom looked around; he saw a couple of butterflies and a squirrel climbing speedily up a tree but no bunnies. “Bring us a bunny,” Bill said, talking to the air. From the corner of his eye, Tom saw one of the guards leaving his position instantly. After a short while, he came towards them carrying a small white bunny in his hands. He handed it to Bill and then left them to retake his position. – he’s like royalty

And then I thought about you. All the time. I loved to think about you.” Bill made a face of adoration, an expression that Tom had seen many times in the ugly boy. He was deeply moved. – awh

Dr. L says clones are compromised; they don’t live long enough to generate good data, so they’d probably keep us captive as permanent donors. – lame!

We missed you. Seeing your pretty face was the highlight of our every day.” Bill huffed. Tom growled. The interns’ sights turned to him. “Who’s the rapper?” They eyed Tom icily, piqued to see that Bill was allowing him the coveted nearness, and then their mouths widened in shock. “Oh gracious! He’s the twin!” – I don’t like them!

The bribe wouldn't have worked on me. There's no way I would have worn something like that just for a bribe!

“He wants us to go get him.”
“WHAT?” Lars cried unbelievingly. “Oh shit!”
“I know,” Cody said, equally surprised. The platinum blond boy grimaced.
“Oh wow, he must really be in an urge to get here,” Lars said, and the three operators turned their heads, as if on cue, to look at Tom. Tom swallowed. The blond boy slammed his fists on his desk, then rose, snatched his headset and thrust it away before storming out of the room.
“Don’t mind him,” Lars said to Tom. “He’s just jealous. He’s been in love with Princess since…well since forever.” – awh and Tom is now in love with Bill too!

“Yeah,” Cody agreed. “He’s the only one Princess paid some heed to in this place, but now that you’re here, he knows he’ll be pushed aside and ignored.” – awh!

The women hurried around the room, making sure everything was perfectly set, their nervousness evident in their faces and movements. They gasped when the ground trembled slightly. The women and the three men looked up at one of the giant screens. Tom followed. An enormous military helicopter was slowly descending in front of the iron gates. The women hurried out of the room.
A heavy number of soldiers, suited men, and white-robed people were amassing on the surface as the iron gates opened. Tom saw the blond boy suddenly becoming a nervous wreck, his hands shaking, stubbornly fixing his hair and his clothes.
“Oh God, he’s here,” Cody said. - *grins* hurray!

When the three operators suddenly rose from their chairs, looking with anticipation at the narrow pathway’s door, Tom ran towards the ladder and hurried up and onto the bed, as if seeking refuge. – lol Tom’s hiding? *giggles* I love that!!!

Bill made an enchanting smile when he saw Tom and slowly crawled his way next to him. It was agonizingly erotic and Tom tried to shut his eyes but couldn’t stop staring - *sigh* poor Tom

Tom shut his eyes, kept his teeth clenched. Maybe Bill was just being tender, maybe he was showing his adoration, but Tom wished he’d stop. His body was reacting infallibly. Bill couldn’t be that naïve, that oblivious, but Tom hoped he was. He’d become rock hard and at one point he shifted away from Bill when he felt his hot breath against his neck, but Bill moved closer, refusing to leave any space between them. – agony OMG the agony I hurt for Tom!

“Tomiii,” he breathed huskily. Tom went rigid, his eyes squeezing shut, sucking his own breath. He released it and gasped, opening his eyes. He became instantly mortified as he felt the moisture in his boxers. – I assume precome? Is Bill doing it on purpose or is he doing to on accident?

“Hey, Princess, that’s not nice!” Lars said. There came another dull thud and rattling.
“Stop it now, or we’ll call Dr. L.” A series of contiguous thuds followed and the rattling pervaded for a while. Tom opened the bathroom’s door, curious to know what was happening. Bill was throwing the apples and the peaches and mangoes irately against the window panes, aiming at the men. He menaced with the last apple but suddenly stopped to look back and saw that Tom had opened the door. He dropped the apple and went over. Tom shut the door.
“Tom,” Bill said from behind the bathroom’s door, “I’m sorry. Please, come out.” – wow they found their secret weapon to control Bill…”Tom”

“I very much like this style,” Bill said. “I think I look like a vampire.” Tom smiled. - *giggles*

Though in truth in the beginning I was drawn to your town because I started sensing this steady, yet pleasant tingling on my trunk, and I went to where it felt stronger, as if I were driven to the source, and then you appeared, and like a metal detector, the tingling intensifies when you are close.” – Tom!

“Why’d you get one so high then?”
“I didn’t, it was Dr. L’s doing.”
“Why’d he do it?” Bill’s head disappeared from Tom’s view.
“Cause he didn’t want them to see me when I touch myself,” he disclosed casually, but Tom’s jaw dropped. Bill went inside the bathroom. Tom brought his palms against his face, struggling to shove the erotic images out of his head. He’s your brother, he’s your brother, he’s your brother, he repeated but stating the reality didn’t help, because he didn’t feel disgusted or repulsed by it. He could only rely on the fact that it was considered wrong, but at the moment he felt that even that wasn’t a good enough constraint. The bathroom’s door opened and Tom jolted. Oh shit, I’m dead. – lol poor Tom all excited and about to be caught!

“They wish to clone him,” – but he kind of already is cloned!

I’d like to clear out that he did not escape on his own accord,” he said. “He had a decent and I should say affable life with us. All our foster children do. – yeah still living with a curtianless windowed room is NOT the ideal especially when you didn’t sign up for that shit!

In many social, spiritual, and even political realms, androgyny is a sign of genomic perfection, which is, strictly speaking, what we sought for in an implant’s host. – um on earth? Or someplace else?

“Why didn’t he come back here? You said he was happy here,” he said.
“He was. We bestowed him the royal treatment, in fact. But however your brother spent most of his quality time daydreaming about the outside. He often said he felt there was something or someone out there that called to him. We used to believe it was just an overwhelming curiosity or simply blamed his imagination, but now we know he meant you.” – it’s always all about Tom! Lol

“Don’t you understand, Tom?” Dr. Lawrence stopped to look at him, a serious expression on his face. Tom frowned. “It doesn’t matter now if they want to capture your brother or not. I’m sure they are aware of you, of his identical twin, his perfect clone, by now. They’ve had trouble capturing your brother because he has the means to hide and defend himself, but they know you don’t and that is why you have now become their primary target.” – well shit!

“They should’ve taken both. Then we’d have two,” the black man jested. – have two what?

“Quite extraordinary if you think about it,” the blond man began. “All the places in the world he could have gone and he wound up in your school.”
“So it was intentional? What, like he was drawn to that place? Is that what you’re saying?” the black man said.
“In his case, yeah. Definitely not a coincidence,” the blond man responded. “He must’ve followed his intuition. Remember those times he fussed about his ‘missing part’? I always thought it was just a figment of his imagination.” – they did have him before.

“I’m held against my will, how can it be pleasing?” Tom scoffed.
Dr. Lawrence tilted his head. “Right. Well, we hope you still cooperate.” Tom snorted. – grrrr

“Take him to Princess’ room,” the doctor instructed.- is he going to Bill’s room?

It was faintly impregnated with Bill’s scent. Tom picked it up and crushed it to his face, filling his lungs with the aroma. He moaned into the pillow, hugging it fiercely. His groin tingled pleasantly and he felt an incredible urge to jerk off. He looked around, saw the room was camera-free and then peered over the wooden bed rail and down at the window pane. Even he couldn’t see anyone and there was no way anyone could see him behind the solid rail, he only needed to stay quiet. – still wouldn’t do it!

He unzipped his jeans and stuck his hand in, groping his already hardened length. He started stroking slowly, muffling his moans of ecstasy with the pillow. Thoughts of his brother invaded his mind, but instead of being disturbed by them, he became more aroused; his cock throbbing mightily in his hand. His breathing became frantic as he continued stroking more fervently. Bill’s face stood clear in his mind. – wow Tom!

Tom sighed, cursing his ill fate. – yeah huh!

Tom shook his head. “That’s absurd,” he muttered, even as he became conscious, a part of him waking up to the likely notion. He saw himself more than once in the eerily similar quirks, heard himself in the similar laughter; and that strange homey sensation he felt when they were close, if he could now put it into words, it was a feeling like he’s always known him. – lol Incredibly narcissistic fall in love with yourself.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Tom seethed, but a crystal tear trailed down his cheek.
“I was scared,” Bill replied in his defense. “And I didn’t want to frighten you. You were not even seeing the real me. How could I reveal those inconceivable facts to you all of a sudden? I knew I had to gain your trust first.” – oh my this is going to be a mess isn’t it?!
Simone sighed. “Your twin was born ten minutes after you, but…didn’t make it.”

Tom frowned. “What? Why do you say that?”
“He died at birth,” Simone’s voice wavered.
“How do you know?”
“Tom!” Simone admonished, as if shocked that he’d asked her that, but nevertheless answered him. “The doctors did all they could. He just… didn’t wake up.” – So Bill was taken that early? What marked him so different so quickly? And who took him?

I have a brother. The thought manifested finally as a fact inside his mind. It should bring joy, should bring a smile to his face. He felt everything but. He’d gained a brother and yet was filled with a profound sense of loss. Tom cried, grieved by the intolerable pain in his chest which he only now grasped what it meant. He suffered from a broken heart. – awh!

“Sorry,” Tom said. “Again,” he gestured to Gustav.
“You’re not yourself today. It’s like you’re not even here,” Georg noted. “How come?”
“I’m fine.” Tom waved it away.
“Like hell you are,” Georg said. “If it was me missing my cue I wouldn’t hear the end of it.” – awh Tom’s all broken cause Bill’s all gone!

“You’ll never guess who’s standing at your front door,” Georg said, chuckling.
“Who?” Tom asked.
“That ugly dude from the library. Maybe he wants a--” Georg winced when Tom’s guitar clanged on the floor. Tom’s figure disappeared faster than a bolt over the stairs. “…book,” Georg finished. – lol yea!!!!!

The ones at the front row of the platform stage were booing as Tom and his band mates fixed their instruments and sound checked. Suck it, assholes. Tom flipped them off, rousing ear-splitting squeals from the girls in the crowd. Steven’s fans covered their ears. Tom grinned mischievously. – lol

Though they felt they were betraying Steven and his band, they were having a great time and frankly, Tom’s band wasn’t only good, they rocked. – lol awesome!

The cute girls weren’t even there, in fact there wasn’t anything noteworthy in the crowd in that section of the stands, save for that one immovable figure whose face was concealed by the jacket’s hoodie. – awh Bill came!

“Bill!” he called louder. The hooded figure stopped, removed his hands from his pockets and pulled down the hoodie before turning around. The ugly boy smiled at Tom. It was you. I knew it. Tom felt flattered and even boastful that Bill had come see him play. – lol

Much as he tried to repress it, he was unable to eradicate the yearning feeling that accompanied it. - very confusing.

Awh there he goes defending Bill again. He's got it so bad!