Sent from hell (Tom kaulitz story)

Chapter 11- After hours

Bill walked over to Tom, leaving Anzelika with the other two. He nudged his brothers shoulder, hoping it would jolt him awake, but who was he kidding. When Tom got drunk, he got drunk beyond function like badly and it never ended well.Toms arm ended up sliding off the bar, dangling off the side as his head turned, his bandanna now almost over his eyes, with his mouth open, drool slightly trickling out his mouth.

Bill rolled his eyes and felt embarrassed at the sight of his brother, even though this was a sight he has seen several times.

"Cmon Tom" Bill said, nudging his brother again, getting annoyed

Tom only managed to let out a groan as he leaned back, Bill catching him before he could fall.

"Shit" he muttered

He waved for the others, who quickly saw him. Georg helped Bill carry Tom out, catching glances from several people as they left, Gustav escorted Anzelika out, as her legs still seemed to be wobbly. Georg and Gustav helped Tom in the backseat, as Bill helped Anzelika, him sitting between the two. Georg ended up driving them home due to the fact he was the only one sober enough to drive, as Gustav had earlier had a drinking contest with a girl he danced with.

They finally arrived back at the twins house, deciding to crash for the night. Anzelika shot Ky a quick text that she'd be staying the night. Her parents were out of town, helping with an event for the next few days, so she was hopefully in the clear. Ky replied with a "ok" as she set her phone down and took her shoes off. Georg and Bill had laid Tom on the couch who had awoken in the car and attempted to walk on his own, failing as he had tripped over the doorway, crashing into the floor. Gustav had made himself comfortable on the pullout couch next to Tom, pretty much passing out immediately. Georg agreed to stay downstairs with the two boys, taking off his shoes and pants, making room next to Gustav who already begun to snore.

Bill went up to his room to put on a change of clothes as Anzelika found a cigarette, pulled out her lighter and headed to the back porch. She tipped toed past the other three boys, Georg and Gustav loudly snoring and Tom, who was pretending to snore as he saw her walk by, awaken, but still somewhat hazed from the amount of alcohol he had drank and sore from the hilarious fall he had as he attempted to walk in the house.

Anzelika found her way to the back porch, closing the sliding door quietly, as she lit her cigarette. She leaned over the wooden railing, taking a drag and letting out a long exhale as she looked at the town below.

The twins lived on a hill, giving them a perfect view of the town. As it was nearly 3am, most of the lights were off in the city, yet the town still seemed to be lit up by the night sky. Tonight had been such a exciting and new experience for her, she never thought that in any point of her life, she would ever feel so alive and free and even somewhat happy. The new emotions began to scare her, as she then questioned why she was so afraid of feeling this way. She was even surprised herself when she found herself kissing Bill, reminiscing over the moment they had on the dance floor and in the bathroom stall.
It felt good, she couldn't deny that, possibly better than the other two times she's done stuff like that, which no one ever really knew about, expecting her to have no experience, or be a virgin for that fact, which led her suddenly have a flashback of several memories she had tried pushing down and locking away in her mind.

When Anzelika was in 9th grade, her brother dragged her to a party, well beyond her liking, hoping it would bring her out of her shell a bit. The party had been littered with high schoolers, who were either drunk, high or even both. She kept to herself in the corner, as she had been drinking somewhat, and slightly nodding her head along with the music. A group of people came rushing by her, smooshing her into the corner. A boy she recognized as one of Ky's best friends, suddenly came hoping over to her, obviously very drunk, which confused her as everyone had been avoiding her all night, knowing the reputation she held and that she was the younger sister of one of the most popular guys at school, who was very protective of her, although she handled herself very well.

The boy, who she knew as Symon, put his hand against the wall, trapping her even further in the corner, as he followed her face every time she looked away from him, clearly avoiding eye contact. He had dropped his drink, unaware of how damn wasted he was as he tried grabbing her face, trying to kiss her, his other hand trying to feel up her body. Anzelika was not having any of it, grabbed his hand, squeezing as she heard cracking, causing him to let out a yelp as she pushed him away, hard, knocking him in a group of people.

"Don't fucking touch me Symon" she said, her jaw clenching. Symon had always been known to be a pervert and clearly had a degree in being a dick. She stepped forward, towering over him, as he attempted to scoot back, struggling as Anzelika, who had ended up breaking a few of his fingers in the death grip she gave him, continued to walk towards him in a very threatening manner. He finally managed to scramble onto his feet, disappearing into the crowd that had formed around them, holding his hand in pain. She brushed herself off and noticed a pair of eyes on her. She turned, her eyes meeting with Lucas, a foreign exchange student she had noticed around school for the last few months, who she found herself having somewhat of a crush on him, but yet pushed it down as she wasn't one for feelings, as she made clear to many people.
Lucas smiled lightly has he made his way over to her. He stood a bit taller than her, but not enough to be towering over her. He had light brown hair and brown eyes, and a face that could've easily been created by a god. He kept to himself, much like Anzelika, but he had noticed her as well from time to time around school.

He walked up to her, properly introducing himself, as she shook back his hand with a weak grip, cringing at the touch

She didn't know how it happened, but she had ended up in a room somewhere in the house, hooking up with him. The next week after that, she had felt disgusted, avoiding Lucas, who had  tried talking to her at on many occasions. She ended up being dragged to another party a few months later, somehow hooking up with Lucas again. She didn't see him the day after thankfully, then finding out that his exchange year was done and he moved back home. She felt a sense of relief as she would never have to see him again, not wanting to remember the times she heavily regretted with him

She sighed, snapping back into reality as she fixed her posture, stretching her arms and letting out somewhat of a yawn.

She finished the last of her cigarette, flicking it over the railing. She continued to lean over the porch, scanning her eyes over the town, her eyes drawing down to the lake that stood at the bottom of the hill. It glistened in the moonlight, the water waving gently. 

She made her way inside, tiptoeing past the boys again, heading to Bills room. He had sprawled himself across the bed completely, leaving no room for Anzelika. She huffed out a sound of frustration as she found a change of clothes Bill left out for her and got out of her party clothes.  She let out a groan realizing she had to do the unimaginable due to all the other beds and couch's being occupied, leaving only one left.

Tom's

She shuddered to herself as she snuck into his room, immediately hit with a smell of cologne and a slight aroma of what she could only assume was sweat. She took a moment to look around, noticing photos of Tom and the band on his wall and next to his mirror and bed, several catching her attention as she noticed Tom had dreads instead of braids in several and wore a hat and a bandana, Bill either having a hairstyle that easily resembled a hedgehog, or his hair spiked out with his white skunk like streaks. The other two boys didn't have much change of appearance although she had noticed Georg had shorter hair and Gustav's hair was blond

She took another look around the room, noticing the amount of dirty clothes and food wrappers just lazily scattered around the room. She rolled her eyes and gagged as she noticed a box of condoms, several of the wrappers laying near the box.

"He really is a pig" she muttered to herself before she somehow made herself comfortable in his bed, trying not to cringe at the fact as she realized he had had several girls in here before.

She turned over, hoping to fall asleep

She somehow did, only to be awoken by the door slamming open, startling her awake.

She saw a figure slumped in the doorway.

It was Tom.

Ok once again I got carried away bahaha but I decided to give you guys somewhat of a backstory of Anzelikas past a bit.
I may be getting carried away in the chapters but I'm hoping to really get things rolling with Tom and Anzelika