Insufferable (Tom Kaulitz)

Cant escape fate

I had awoken to the throbbing pain on the back of my head. I let a low groan escape my mouth as   I began to rub my sore skull. I open my eyes to see black engulf my vision but could feel movement around me.

I felt a jolt of panic rush through me as I realized I was barricaded in a small space. I could hear muffled music playing in the background. My hands trembled as the felt along the rough material in front of me.

I took a few deep breathes. I was shoved in a trunk. I had to stay calm. My heart started to race and my breathing intensified. Breathe,breathe,breathe.

I felt around to look for the tail light. I could finally make out the plastic covering and began to boot it as hard as I could. I kicked and kicked and finally I watched as the light flew out and smashed against the road below. I frantically waved my arm out the gapping hole praying someone would see me and alert the police.

I peaked my head out to see the sun was now set and we were on a isolated dirt road. I rolled to the other end of the trunk and attempted to push at the middle console in the back seat.

I managed to lower the console enough to where I could make out both Tom and Bill distracted with the road ahead. I tried to listen but the blare of music drowned out their conversation.

Just then I seen bills head snap back to me, his jaw dropped as he motioned to Tom who glared back.

"Shit" I muttered to myself, the panic resettling in my body. I felt the car come to a jolting stop. The music was off and the sound of doors slamming and footsteps surrounded me.

I felt around to hopefully find something weapon like but it was just me alone in the trunk. I darted into the small opening of the back seat console. I shimmied and sucked in as much as I could. I heard the trunk open and a hand squeeze against my ankle.

I was ripped back into the trunk as my body flailed against the confined space of the back seats.

"Fucking bitch" I heard the thick German accent screech.

My heart now beating so fast I braced myself for the worst to come. He was probably going to shoot me or worse.

I curled into a ball and covered my head with my arms bracing for any impact. I felt a strong grip on my wrist as I was ripped out of the car and thrown onto the hard gravel below.

"Look at what this fucking bitch did to my car" whined bill.

"I'll fix it" Tom muttered.

"She fucking kicked out my back light" scoffed bill shooting a deathly glare towards me.

I scrambled back as both twins stared down at me. All I could acknowledge was the gut feeling in my stomach urging me to run. Run fast and don't look back.

Before any thought could be processed I propped myself onto my feet and began to run as fast as I could back down the gravel road. I felt the wind whip past me as I pumped my arms harder and harder.

My legs moved so fast I swear my feet barely touched the ground. I refused to endure my kidnappers. I seen way to many dateline episodes to accept my reality.

I must have gotten a good distance from them I thought to myself as I slightly slowed my pace. I didn't hear footsteps behind me and I figured I had lost them. I stopped and took a deep breath pressing my hands into my knees.

I stood up straight and looked around, nothing was familiar. I was in the middle of nowhere. It was now dark and hard to see. Maybe they let me run because they knew I'd be lost and wouldn't make it far.

I started to run again, I wouldn't let them catch up to me. I jogged along the road trying to ignore the emptiness that surrounded me, I pushed down every bad thought of something attacking me as I ran.