*toxic love*

New start

It had been almost a year since Tom had let me go.
I moved away from Germany and went to Italy, to try and forget everything that happened. I worked at a coffee shop and had a small apartment. I was all alone and still had problems with my trauma. I had moments where i dreamt of Tom, it was the same dream.

We were happy and had two beautiful children. No guns, no mafia just a happy family.

I've never told anyone about what happened, people would think I'm crazy. I only told my therapist. I thought therapy would help with my trauma but I didn't feel any different.

"Why do you think he let you live?" my therapist asked.
"Because he loved me and I loved him, I still do".
" Does he still apear in your dreams?"she questioned.
" Yeah, and sometimes i see him in public but then realise it's not him". i said.

Time skip

I was at work. Making everyone coffe. I saw a couple of teenagers that came in. I asked them what they want and they told me something but i blacked out, I was super depressed.

"Come on you slut! Take our order." his words reminded me of the way Tom spoke to me.
I looked into the kids eye with anger.
"Don't you fucking dare talk to me like that you little shit and make your on fucking coffee" I said walking away. I dropped my name tag and yelled " I fucking quit!" I left the coffee shop and smiled a little.

I needed free time, something to leave my brain and thoughts.

I got home and got dressed. I got my keys and headed  to the club.

When I got there i imiediately drank some vodka and shots of tequila. I danced alot and got super drunk. I felt so good. I didn't think about anything. The room was moving by itself, I was dizzy but it felt good until I saw his figure. Tom?

"Tom?!" i mumbled.
I tried to make my way over to him. " tooom!" i grabbed him.
" What the fuck lady?! I'm not you're fucking Tom" it was a random dude. I broke into tears and went to the bathroom.
I looked in the mirror, my mascara was all over my face. fucking tom.
I calmed myself and went down to the bar again.
"Another shot of tequila please" i said still super drunk.
I drank the shot and stared in front of me.
I heard a familiar voice next to me.
" What does a pretty girl like you do in a club alone"
the girl next to him giggled.
I looked to see if it was him. My eyes couldn't believe it. It WAS him.

it was Tom.

( guys if you have any ideas what to write pls tell me!)