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I wake up noticing tom isn't there, I get changed into shorts and his long shirt. I walk into the kitchen to find something to eat. As the front door slams open noticing it's bill.
BILL WTF YOU SCARED THE LIVING HELL OUT OF ME.
"Sorry darling, later we have to go and get tom, he did something bad so I'm gonna bail him out of jail" bill says as kissing my cheek.
Wtf did he do.
"I'm not sure yet" bill said.

Am hour passes and bill and I go to pick up tom with dried blood on his shirt,hands,neck, and face. I look at him with confusion.
"Y,n is your name right?" The police officer asked me.
Um yes, what happened.
" I will tell you in another room while we ask you for questioning. I look back at tom shaking his leg and looking down.
I go with the police officer for questioning.
Why am I the one being questioned, I'm so confused I just came with my friend bill to pick up his brother.
"Well tom killed someone, and he insists that he had did it for you" the officer said.
W-what..., I knew exactly what they were talking about.
"He said he didn't mean to stab the guy but the guy apparently had raped you and tom was just fighting him and then the guy Ben I think he said was his name was talking shit on you so he stabbed him"the officer said.
After the questioning bill had already bailed tom out. We all walk to the car while bill is cursing out tom in German for fucking killing someone.
"You are lucky that they said we were able to bail you out" bill said in German.
"Mhm" tom said
Tom sat in the back with me. I start shaking my leg and tom puts his hand on my thigh rubbing it slightly trying not to hurt me as he puts his head on my shoulder.
"I-im sorry, I did it for you, I didn't want him to put his hands on you anymore" tom said quietly. I look at him in his eyes while he lifts his head up, I kiss him so he knows I understand but what he did was wrong which is now gonna ruin his reputation for killing somebody out of love. As it's already on the news. We get home and tom washes up as I sit on the couch still in shock that tom did that for me, but I could've handled it myself. Tomorrow we have another interview with the same host and I know he's gonna ask uncomfortable questions like he always does and also ask about the killing which I know tom will get angry about but it's not that hard trying to calm his down.
It's the next day and I want to wear another dress because I don't care what people think, I will just have to cover my bruises and hickeys from Ben..
My dress that I picked out was a short black dress with some opening to show my cleavage and waist.

 My dress that I picked out was a short black dress with some opening to show my cleavage and waist

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And my dirty blonde hair I just let down wavy .

Tom sees me and grabs my waist which sends shivers down my spine feeling his cold rings on my waist

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Tom sees me and grabs my waist which sends shivers down my spine feeling his cold rings on my waist. He kisses my forehead and we get into the car with the rest of the band and go to the interview. We all greet the host and the audience as well sit down in the same order we did last time we were there.
"So y/n last time you were here some stuff had gone down" the host says.
Well I don't completely think it was my fault but you think whatever you want. As I smile nicely at him holding toms hand.
"Well you look beautiful as always, other then the revealing dress" the host says jokingly.
I look down not thinking anything of it as I ask for toms hoodie insisting that I was cold.
"So tom do you wanna tell us what happened yesterday" the host says with a weird face.
Um I don't think we should talk about that.
"Um well I don't think I asked you y/n" the host says.
Tom looks at me then the host and back at me knowing I'm about to snap.
Listen your just a very disrespectful man who tries to prove a point when Ur LITTERLLY sitting behind a table just asking famous people questions, and if anything we would be able to ruin Ur whole reputation.
"Was that a threat" the host asks.
Me?, Threating you, of course not, it was just a promise. I laugh while bill is giggling.
I just don't think it's respectful to ask inappropriate questions that we don't have to answer to, so just keep those questions to yourself please.
"Yea,yea, look at the big girl y/n trying to be all tough infront of the band knowing she had just got raped"the host says laughing.
Everyone in the audience sticks up for me while tom squeezing my hand.
Listen you don't know what it's like being a fucking girl, u just ask questions cause your a stupid reporter who doesn't get paid enough and I WILL keep my promise and ruin your reputation, just watch me. Tom stands up and slaps the host and walks off stage angry. As we all follow him back and sticking out our middle fingers at the host telling him to fuck off. We all go back where tom is and sit down for about 5 minutes to calm down. Tom goes back out there while we walk behind and waiting right near the door to see what he does.
"WTF IS YOUR PROBLEM,YOU CANT JUST GO AROUND TELLING PEOPLE HOW SOMEONE HAD JUST GOTTEN RAPED AND LAUGH ABOUT IT, U HAVE SOME NERVE TO EVEN LOOK AT HER AND SAY THAT, DO YOU UNDERSTAND, NEXT TIME U FUCKING COME AT HER AGAIN LIKE THAT, U WILL BE SORRY, DO YOU HEAR ME.
"y-yes sir" the host says apologizing.
Tom storms out and grabs my hand and pulls me into a room alone trying not to get even more angry. He starts to walk back and forth with his hands on his head.
Tom, look at me. I grab his hands so he's facing towards me.
I pull him in for a kiss then put my head on his.
Thank you, but I dont need you to stick up for me love, u will just get angrier and I hate seeing you upset/mad.
" I know but I couldn't let that fuck talk to you that way after what just happened to you" tom said kissing my forehead and pulling me in for a soft hug.

Since we still have another hour or so of the interview we have to go back out. We all walk back out and sit down as tom puts his head on my shoulder and my hand in his thigh.
"So, are you and tom together" the host asks.
It's complicated.
"Complicated?"tom says confused.
Yes tom complicated, we never talked about our relationship or anything.
"I understand but I would've thought we were more then just complicated" he insists.
"Well before you two get into a argument let's talk more" the host says
" No one said they were getting into a argument so don't think to fast" bill says to the host with a dirty look.
I'd rather not talk about this in front of everyone tom.
"Well y/n how did it feel" the host asks.
"Y/n don't answer that" bill said
What do u mean, I don't get it?
"Getting raped I mean" the host saying smirking.
I start to tear up and walk off stage as George and Gustav follow behind.

"Was zum teufel ist los mit dir?
Das fragst du NEIMANDEN,
What the hell is wrong with you?
You don't ask ANYONE that."bill said in German yelling at the host. Bill takes off his heel and starts hitting the host yelling in German while everyone in the crowd is laughing. Tom punched the host 5times leaving him there with a bloody nose.

I'm in the back not knowing what is happening sitting on Georg's lap (not in a weird way) crying into his shoulder, when bill and tom come in the back and all I see is bill struggling to put his shoe back on.
" Move bitch" tom says to Georg, he moves and I sit closer to Tom with my head in his chest as he makes me look up at him and wipe my tears.
"Y/n look at me, your okay we are here ok, just calm down" tom said.
Don't TELL me to calm down tom. I was still crying.
"Ok I'm sorry I didn't mean that" tom says as he hugs me close but not tight. I soon close my eyes and stop crying and tom walks me to the car with me laying in his arms and puts me in the back seat while sitting in the back with me, we end up going home, tom brings me into his room taking my clothes off and looking at all the bruises on my inner and outer thighs,stomach,chest,and hickeys all over, he then places his shirt on me slowly trying not to hurt me, he lays down on the bed next to me. I open my eyes slightly and move on top of him trying not to hurt where my bruising and everything is laying on him and playing with his braids untill we both eventually fall asleep.

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