Damaged goods // T.Kaulitz

He'll kill me one day

The band wanted to go out to celebrate, so they threw a party at the studio. I think they just used that as an excuse to throw a party though.

I was sat up on the kitchen island with a plastic cup in my hand, resting on the counter between my legs. I never know what to do at parties so I just sit in the corner and hope for the best.

"Hey!" Tom came over and jumped up on the counter.

"Hey!" I smiled.

"So? How you feeling?" He nudged me a little with his elbows.

"Great actually!" I laughed, nodding my head.

"You should! You've joined a band as great as ours!" He joked.

"Ok don't flatter yourself! I didn't know who you were until like yesterday!" I rolled my eyes.

"But you heard our songs!" He punched my arm.

"Yeah fair enough!" I looked over at him and smiled before sipping my drink, all the music and the people and how my day had just went it was too much, "I'm gonna get some fresh air...you wanna come?"

"Yes gladly!" He laughed, jumping down.

He grabbed my hand and helped me down, we walked out of the house and started to walk down the road.

"I'm shit at parties unless I get really drunk!" I sighed, taking a pack of cigarettes out my pocket, "Want one?"

"Sure" He took one out the box and I put them back into my pocket.

I swapped it for the light the and lit the ends of both. It wasn't awkward with him, we clicked almost instantly last night and earlier. It's strange. I'm usually very bad at talking to people, yes me being drunk yesterday was a push forward but still.

"I'm bad at parties too..." He nodded, exhaling smoke, "I never know what to do..."

"Same...I just sit in a corner for a bit and hope I find someone to make out with!" I joked.

"Me too!" He laughed.

"It's easier that way!"

We walked and talked for a bit until we heard a car speeding down the road. I looked behind and saw a car I recognised well, Hollow's.

"Motherfucker!" I groaned, dropping the butt on the floor, "Come on!"

I started to run, in hopes of getting to the alleyway I usually jumped before Hollow's car got to us. Tom ran behind me, almost tripping on his baggy jeans that were ten sizes to big.

"Who is that?" He asked as I ran around the corner.

"My dad's friend!"

I was gifted with being a quick runner, Tom on the other hand was not. Why would you be in a gang and wear jeans that were so big?

I ducked into the alleyway and started to climbed the wall. It was a lot taller than me but I could get my hands at top if I jumped.

"Keira!" I heard Hollow call.

I tried to get my foot in the gap but before I could I was dragged down.

"No!" I cried, grabbing onto Tom's hand.

"Keira Lo lamento!" Hollow said sincerely, he knew what my dad was capable of.

"Hollow por favor!" I managed to get out before he put his hand over my mouth.

He turned around, snatching me away from Tom. I placed my feet against the wall next to us and kicked off of it, he fell into the one behind him and dropped me on all fours.

"Hollow don't take me back!" I crawled aside before standing up.

I was cornered in the alleyway with Tom.

"Please! You're basically my uncle! You know what my dad is like!" I put my hands out, stepping back.

"I'm sorry...I have to Keira!" He shook his head, tears forming in his eyes.

"Hollow...he'll kill me one day...whether it's on accident or not...he'll kill me! You see this?!" I pointed at the bruise on my head, "He did that! He knocked me out with a gun Hollow!"

"I'm sorry..." He shook his head and stepped closer.

"No please!" Tears formed in my eyes, for the first time in a while I felt something, fear, "Please don't!"

"Why are you with Tokio, Keira?" He sighed, "They're worse than you father can do..."

"I have an idea...ok? Just hear me out..." I said in hopes it would stall him, "I joined their band...maybe this is what could stop the killings?"

"Keira...that won't work..." He shook his head again.

"But if it does! Wouldn't you want your daughter growing up safe?" I asked, stepping back again.

"Let's go! Your dad needs you home!" He reached for my wrist.

I swung my free hand and backhanded him in the face, he went into the wall. I grabbed him by the collar threw him down, snatching the gun from his waistband in the process.

"I'm sorry Hollow..." I said softly before swing the bottom of the pistol against his head, "Go!" I gestured to Tom.

I started to run again, the gun was heavier than the ones I usually had. A tear fell down my face but I quickly wiped it away. I turned back around the corner and knew that he wouldn't see us if he did somehow wake up so quickly.

I closed my eyes and threw my head back, a tear rested on my cheek. Hollow was someone I could trust with my life, he seems scary on the outside but is one of the softest but violent people I've seen.

"You alright?" Tom placed a hand on my shoulder, his thumb resting against my neck.

"Yeah..." I nodded, opening my eyes and looking up at him.

I tucked the gun in my waistband, covering it with my jacket and sat on the bench beside me. He stood in front of me.

-Tom's pov-

I've never seen anyone so scared to go home, not even from me or Bill. When she started to speak to him, telling the man about her idea, her eyes were full of fear.

"Too much has happened in one day..." She sighed, running her hands through her hair.

Her whole body was trembling and her breath was heavy. Obviously from running but she also seemed anxious.

-Keira's pov-

Did my dad threaten Hollow? He seemed terrified as he apologised to me. Panic overwhelmed me, if my dad sent Hollow then who else would he send?!

My breathing got heavier which turned to muffled sobs. I covered my mouth and lowered my head to hide the fact I was crying from Tom.

"Hey..." He kneeled down in front of me.

I turned my head away and bit my bottom lip. Another car came past, I looked up at saw it was my dad's. Tom saw too and stood up, hiding me. I ducked behind and hold my breath in hopes I wasn't seen, I watched the car speed past and go around the corner.

"Let's go..." I stood up quickly and ran again.

We ran back to the studio and went inside, Bill saw us come in.

"Where have you two been?" He asked suspiciously.

"Nowhere..." Tom sighed as I walked past him.