Bound By Love
Why?
Andy
Okay I know it’s not the time to think about this but, Bill looks awesome in a tuxedo. He’s wearing all black and his normally crazy hair has been tamed and brushed. He didn’t put on too much makeup and he did his nails.
“Are you ready for this?”
“They prepped me for two months I think I can handle it. I’m just worried about what’s going to happen when his lawyer talks to me.”
“Yeah, but it’s not all bad. I’ll be there every step of the way.” He took my hand and we walked out of the house together. They were questioning me too because they wanted to get some info based on what I witnessed when his step father tried to have sex with him in his house.
“Andy, I’m scared. What if they make me say something I don’t want to?”
“It’ll be fine alright. I’m here and he can’t bother you.”
“Okay.” We got into the car and he laid his head on my shoulder.
“I wish we could be going on a date and not to a court house.”
“Yeah well after this is all said and done we can maybe grab some chipotle and go to the park.”
“Okay.” He smiled for the first time today. We arrived at the courts and the paparazzo was all over the place. Ashley was there with his mother and so were Tom and their mother.
“We’re all here to support you Bill.” They said as we walked up from the car.
“Thanks.” The A.D.A met us outside and she shook Bill’s hand.
“So, we’ll be going inside now, you’ll have to take a drug test to make sure you can stand trial today, you have to take one too, Andy.”
“I’m on medication will that pop up on the test?”
“No, only standard drug testing will be done.”
“Okay.” We followed her inside and the testing was torture. I had to get a needle in the arm, pee in a cup and answer questions before they brought Bill and I to a room in the back.
“So, you guys will stay here with this officer and you may not discuss your statements otherwise you’ll contaminate the evidence.”
“Okay.” Bill sat down and laid his head on the table.
“I am so tired. Wake me when I have to go up.”
“Okay.” I sat across from him and took his hand. I carefully ran my thumb along the top of it and it seemed to soothe him.
“Bill, you’re up.” I gently tapped him and he sighed.
“Wish me luck.” I kissed my hand and blew it to him.
Bill
Dozens of little beady eyes were staring at me but the ones that terrified me the most were his. They made me swear on a bible and then the questioning began.
“How old are you Bill?”
“16.”
“Have you always lived with your father?”
“Yeah, my parents got a divorce ten years ago and the judge split me and my twin brother up. He went with mom and I went with dad.
“Why did you parents get a divorce?”
“Objection, relevance?”
“It places my witness with the defendant at the time the crime was committed.”
“Overruled, answer the question, Mr. Kaulitz.”
“My dad was never home and my mom couldn’t take it. She wanted a stable marriage and he didn’t give it to her. Plus she caught him lying in our beds once.”
“Bill, what happened on October 7, 1998?” My heart stopped.
“I was at home after school and my dad returned home drunk, he was cursing, yelling and throwing bottles all over the house. I was in the kitchen doing homework and he walked in and grabbed me. He started beating me with his belt over and over again. And just when I thought it was over he pulled down my pants and was going to rape me.” I let out a sob and took a deep breath.
“I ran away from him and tried to get back to my mom’s house but he caught me in the alley way a block away and he just raped me there.”
“No further questions.” The prosecutor went back to her desk and his lawyer got up.
“You claim that my client did this?”
“Claim?! He did it.”
“Right, but are you sure you didn’t lead him on?”
“What?”
“Tell the court, what your normal every day wear consists of?”
“Objection, relevance.”
“Your honor, I am trying to prove that he seduced my client into having sexual relations with him.”
“Overruled, tell the court, Bill.”
“I wear tight jeans, tight t-shirts, and I wear makeup.”
“Can you also tell the court what bodily piercings you have?”
“I have a tongue ring, eyebrow ring and my left nipple is pierced.”
“And you think that wouldn’t turn my client on. Tell the court what you said to your father the night of January 1st, 2004?” I swallowed the lump in my throat.
“Mr. Kaulitz, tell them.” The judge pried.
“I told him that I’d rather get fucked by him every day than be on the streets with no one to keep me warm.”
“So, you blame my client for continually having sex with Mr. Kaulitz when he opened the door to the relationship. He opened those doors and made this situation. He is the reason my client did what he did.” I couldn’t take it anymore.
“No I didn’t. Day in and day out, I had to live in the house with him. He raped me at eight years old and you think I wouldn’t be traumatized. I knew nothing else in this world. I have nothing to live for, but when I was depressed and nobody gave a damn about me I held out hope that maybe, just maybe it was the liquor that made him do what he did but I know now that he’s a monster.” The defense attorney smirked.
“Are you gay, Mr. Kaulitz?”
“What does that have to do with anything?”
“Answer the question.”
“Yes, I am.”
“Are you sure that maybe you were enjoying him and that’s why it took you so long to report him?”
“Objection, your honor!”
“Sustained, anymore statements like that and I’ll have to hold you in contempt of court.”
“No further questions.”
“You may step down, Bill. Bring out the next witness.” I walked to the back room and sat there while Andy went out. I can’t take this. This was too much.
‘Are you sure that maybe you were enjoying him and that’s why it took you so long to report him?’
That kept playing over and over in my head. I blew through my lips and went into the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and tears were slowly streaming down my face. I reached into my hair and pulled out the plastic little baggy that I hid in it. I pulled out the pills and put them in my hand. I popped the pills into my mouth and turned on the faucet. I cupped my hands under the water and brought it up to my mouth. I turned the water off and left the bathroom. I sat down and laid my head on the table.
Andy
I hate speaking in front of people. I was in the middle of my testimony when a large group of cops can running in the courtroom and went into the holding room. The judge called a recess and I got up and went back there. I couldn’t see Bill and it worried me.
“Get a bus, now!” I heard someone shout. I managed to get through and I saw Bill on the ground, shaking with stuff coming out his mouth. His eyes were rolled back and it scared me.
“What happened?” I asked.
“Drug induced-seizure, there’s bag there with a small capsule in it. I don’t know what he put in himself but he must want to die. HURRY WITH THAT MEDIC!” Bill, why would you do this?
Okay I know it’s not the time to think about this but, Bill looks awesome in a tuxedo. He’s wearing all black and his normally crazy hair has been tamed and brushed. He didn’t put on too much makeup and he did his nails.
“Are you ready for this?”
“They prepped me for two months I think I can handle it. I’m just worried about what’s going to happen when his lawyer talks to me.”
“Yeah, but it’s not all bad. I’ll be there every step of the way.” He took my hand and we walked out of the house together. They were questioning me too because they wanted to get some info based on what I witnessed when his step father tried to have sex with him in his house.
“Andy, I’m scared. What if they make me say something I don’t want to?”
“It’ll be fine alright. I’m here and he can’t bother you.”
“Okay.” We got into the car and he laid his head on my shoulder.
“I wish we could be going on a date and not to a court house.”
“Yeah well after this is all said and done we can maybe grab some chipotle and go to the park.”
“Okay.” He smiled for the first time today. We arrived at the courts and the paparazzo was all over the place. Ashley was there with his mother and so were Tom and their mother.
“We’re all here to support you Bill.” They said as we walked up from the car.
“Thanks.” The A.D.A met us outside and she shook Bill’s hand.
“So, we’ll be going inside now, you’ll have to take a drug test to make sure you can stand trial today, you have to take one too, Andy.”
“I’m on medication will that pop up on the test?”
“No, only standard drug testing will be done.”
“Okay.” We followed her inside and the testing was torture. I had to get a needle in the arm, pee in a cup and answer questions before they brought Bill and I to a room in the back.
“So, you guys will stay here with this officer and you may not discuss your statements otherwise you’ll contaminate the evidence.”
“Okay.” Bill sat down and laid his head on the table.
“I am so tired. Wake me when I have to go up.”
“Okay.” I sat across from him and took his hand. I carefully ran my thumb along the top of it and it seemed to soothe him.
“Bill, you’re up.” I gently tapped him and he sighed.
“Wish me luck.” I kissed my hand and blew it to him.
Bill
Dozens of little beady eyes were staring at me but the ones that terrified me the most were his. They made me swear on a bible and then the questioning began.
“How old are you Bill?”
“16.”
“Have you always lived with your father?”
“Yeah, my parents got a divorce ten years ago and the judge split me and my twin brother up. He went with mom and I went with dad.
“Why did you parents get a divorce?”
“Objection, relevance?”
“It places my witness with the defendant at the time the crime was committed.”
“Overruled, answer the question, Mr. Kaulitz.”
“My dad was never home and my mom couldn’t take it. She wanted a stable marriage and he didn’t give it to her. Plus she caught him lying in our beds once.”
“Bill, what happened on October 7, 1998?” My heart stopped.
“I was at home after school and my dad returned home drunk, he was cursing, yelling and throwing bottles all over the house. I was in the kitchen doing homework and he walked in and grabbed me. He started beating me with his belt over and over again. And just when I thought it was over he pulled down my pants and was going to rape me.” I let out a sob and took a deep breath.
“I ran away from him and tried to get back to my mom’s house but he caught me in the alley way a block away and he just raped me there.”
“No further questions.” The prosecutor went back to her desk and his lawyer got up.
“You claim that my client did this?”
“Claim?! He did it.”
“Right, but are you sure you didn’t lead him on?”
“What?”
“Tell the court, what your normal every day wear consists of?”
“Objection, relevance.”
“Your honor, I am trying to prove that he seduced my client into having sexual relations with him.”
“Overruled, tell the court, Bill.”
“I wear tight jeans, tight t-shirts, and I wear makeup.”
“Can you also tell the court what bodily piercings you have?”
“I have a tongue ring, eyebrow ring and my left nipple is pierced.”
“And you think that wouldn’t turn my client on. Tell the court what you said to your father the night of January 1st, 2004?” I swallowed the lump in my throat.
“Mr. Kaulitz, tell them.” The judge pried.
“I told him that I’d rather get fucked by him every day than be on the streets with no one to keep me warm.”
“So, you blame my client for continually having sex with Mr. Kaulitz when he opened the door to the relationship. He opened those doors and made this situation. He is the reason my client did what he did.” I couldn’t take it anymore.
“No I didn’t. Day in and day out, I had to live in the house with him. He raped me at eight years old and you think I wouldn’t be traumatized. I knew nothing else in this world. I have nothing to live for, but when I was depressed and nobody gave a damn about me I held out hope that maybe, just maybe it was the liquor that made him do what he did but I know now that he’s a monster.” The defense attorney smirked.
“Are you gay, Mr. Kaulitz?”
“What does that have to do with anything?”
“Answer the question.”
“Yes, I am.”
“Are you sure that maybe you were enjoying him and that’s why it took you so long to report him?”
“Objection, your honor!”
“Sustained, anymore statements like that and I’ll have to hold you in contempt of court.”
“No further questions.”
“You may step down, Bill. Bring out the next witness.” I walked to the back room and sat there while Andy went out. I can’t take this. This was too much.
‘Are you sure that maybe you were enjoying him and that’s why it took you so long to report him?’
That kept playing over and over in my head. I blew through my lips and went into the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and tears were slowly streaming down my face. I reached into my hair and pulled out the plastic little baggy that I hid in it. I pulled out the pills and put them in my hand. I popped the pills into my mouth and turned on the faucet. I cupped my hands under the water and brought it up to my mouth. I turned the water off and left the bathroom. I sat down and laid my head on the table.
Andy
I hate speaking in front of people. I was in the middle of my testimony when a large group of cops can running in the courtroom and went into the holding room. The judge called a recess and I got up and went back there. I couldn’t see Bill and it worried me.
“Get a bus, now!” I heard someone shout. I managed to get through and I saw Bill on the ground, shaking with stuff coming out his mouth. His eyes were rolled back and it scared me.
“What happened?” I asked.
“Drug induced-seizure, there’s bag there with a small capsule in it. I don’t know what he put in himself but he must want to die. HURRY WITH THAT MEDIC!” Bill, why would you do this?
@Purdy's_little_lady_outlaw there's a sequel called Fond Memories
5/6/14