after hours | tom kaulitz

9

I was awoken abruptly by a loud bang upstairs, when I opened my eyes I looked around once more, not fully comprehending what had happened yet.

"fuck" I muttered. I looked up at my hands, trying to pull them out from the cuffs. All my struggles got in return were sharp cuts on my wrists.

I cried as I continued to struggle, attempting to pull them out no matter how badly it hurt.

I heard the loud screeching of the door and several different footsteps, my struggle halting as I looked at who was in here.

it was Hiroshi and two other men. I only recognized Hiroshi, though.

as I stared at Hiroshi I began to cry more, feeling hopeless.

"here's what's gonna happen" he laughed, holding his pistol; still stained with my blood.

"I'm gonna ask you questions about Tom, and you're gonna answer," I said nothing, my face wet from tears.

"if you don't answer or I find out you're lying I'll hit you so hard you won't be able to talk for days" I knew he wasn't lying, just based on the big gash in my head I could tell he would do it again.

"let's start!" Hiroshi clapped, kneeling down in front of my body.

"Where was Tom last?" I widened my eyes and stuttered, I didn't know this.

"I- I don't know?" Hiroshi raised his pistol and bashed it against my head causing more tears to fall as I felt blood pour down my face.

"That's what we're not gonna do..." I felt my shirt dampen with my blood.

"he was at his race yesterday... that's the last place I know he was" I got out in cries, every part of my body aching.

I watched as one of the males next to Hiroshi wrote it down on a small notepad. I struggled again, my wrists hurting.

"stop struggling, it'll only hurt more" Hiroshi groaned as I cried and pleaded.

"Please let me go" Hiroshi let out a loud, obnoxious laugh as he got closer, grabbing a strand of my hair and smelling it.

"you're a pretty one, I see why Tom chose you" his fingers ran down my cheek and torso, stopping at my thighs. I began kicking around, successfully landing a kick on Hiroshi.

"don't fucking touch me!" his hand wrapped around my neck as I continued to thrash, quickly choking me.

"don't fight it." I cried, more and more tears running down my face as I stopped thrashing, letting my body give up.

"here's another question" he paused, still kneeling.

"does tom live with the others?" I widened my eyes, fear striking my body.

"I- don't know..." I muttered, quickly realizing my mistake as the pistol was slammed into my head once more, more blood pooling down my face and staining my clothes.

"you really don't learn do you?" Hiroshi took two fingers and scooped some of the blood up. I watched as he placed the two blood stained fingers in his mouth, humming while staring directly into my eyes.

"you're fucking sick."

"Well, when a pretty girl like you is locked up in my basement I might as well have a piece of her" he shrugged, standing up from his once crouched position.

"what does that mean?" Hiroshi laughed a little, staring at me.

"I think you know" I felt my heart sink, I did know. I knew exactly what that meant, I was just too scared to let myself understand what was happening.

I watched as they all left, no more words exchanged as the door screeched shut, a loud clicking sound finalizing it.

I continued to thrash around in my restraints, attempting to pull off the chains holding my hands together.

I slammed my hands against the ground again and again, it didn't work. I felt blood pour from my wrists as I cried uncontrollably, feeling hopeless.

I rested my hands on the ground as I continued to sob, my head pounding and my blood pooling around me.

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after what felt like an eternity I heard the door screech open once more.

I jumped up, hoping and praying it was Tom.

"Tom! Please!" I cried out, thrashing in my chains once again.

"It's not Tom" I heard a gravelly voice say, holding a plate of what looked to be eggs and a water on the side.

I watched as he placed it in front of me, and as quickly as he came, he was gone.

I began crying again, grabbing the plate with my still chained up hands and eating the best I could, I was starving.

after a while of eating I had completely cleaned the plate and finished the water, I sat in the basement, exhausted.

I felt my eyes begin to shut and my body begin to give in to the sleep.

I closed my eyes and allowed myself to sleep, hoping it was all a dream.

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A/N

i am so sorry once again at how short this chapter is, i wrote this while on my way to a water park which was not easy!

tomorrows chapter should be longer.

i hope you understand!!