𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 • 𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐊𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳

Chapter 6

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"What's going on here?" I said annoyed with my hand over my pistol waiting to shoot Georg for going near one of my girls.

"Hey hey that won't be necessary" Bill said skipping over "George..." he said telling him off by his voice.

Georg was cleaning the cut on Freya's eye. It looked forced but she definitely secretly enjoyed it.

"You need a room for that bitch? here's some keys" Tom said throwing him some keys.

Georg caught them and looked at me worried.

My attitude went from somewhat calm to furious in a second. My emotions suddenly changed. "Fuck off he is" I said pulling out my pistol and pointing it at Toms head. I was getting angry now.

No one disrespects my girls. No one touches them without my permission. They were my rules. They listened to me and I protected them. I know Tom, and this is the exact reason I didn't want anything to do with him. He treats his girls like dogs. Uses them for sex, beats them, if they annoy him enough he'll kill them. And I didn't know what Georg had learnt off of him.

"Woah woah woah just calm down, we don't need to do this" Bill said trying to calm everything down.

Toms eyes pierced mine. He had something else in his eyes this time, like this time he wasn't joking.

"Don't fucking point that at me you whore" he said out of nowhere. He laughed crazily as he spoke. He stepped closer to me until he was right in front of me getting in my face.

Bill ran in front of him trying to push his chest but it was obvious Tom was a lot stronger than Bill. Tom slapped bill in the side of the head hard knocking him to the ground.

"Get your man away from my girl now you fucking pig" I yelled at him "i know what you do with your girls, it's disgusting" I say like venom slipping through my teeth.

"Watch your mouth or your next" he said quickly snapping the gun out of my hand.

I lift my leg, kneeing him in the stomach and he groaned in pain grabbing his toned abdomen. He came towards me grabbing my neck and slamming me into a wall hard. I could feel the bruises on my neck forming already from the grasp he had on it.

My back ached in pain at the sudden pressure, winding me. I take in a large breath and spit at him in disgust.

"You fucking abusive prick" I swore at him. He rolled his fist and punched me in the face, making my head spin.

"Stay fucking still or I'll kill you right in front of those stupid bitches" he growled, our noses almost grazing from how close we were. The cigarette smell on his breath gently hitting me in the face.

I coughed out a mouthful of blood and stare into his eyes. They were asking me to try something, to try and fight back. Almost daring me. I could almost hear his teeth grinding together in anger.

My head was warm but I was fully conscious. I could see the sadistic thoughts in his eyes. He leaned over to my ear and whispered for only me to hear.

"If I want your two sluts, I will take them, and I'll let my boys fuck them bloody and beat them until they have no will to live anymore. I get what I want"

Tears ran down my face from anger. I bit my lip hard and blood dribbled down my face. It was silent for a couple of seconds. The only thing I could hear was our breaths.

I saw Bill's ring filled fingers snake around Toms shoulders and pull him off me "come on Tom, it's time to leave"

Toms jaw tensed and he stormed out of the room. Georg followed behind.

"Tia, you can't make him mad" Bill said with a serious expression.

"Why the fuck not" I said annoyed.

"When he gets mad he can become...very aggressive. Uncontrollable" he said looking at the floor thinking hard.

My annoyance flew away like it was taken by a sudden breeze. Freya and Kirra looked up from the seat they were hiding at, hugging each other.

I made eye contact with them and Bill noticed "you are the same?" His German accent strong.

"You could say that" Freya said touching the small Band-Aid Georg had put on her eyebrow.

"Well..." Bill sighed "best keep your distance then" he said before leaving.

•Back at the apartment•

"What have I told you!" I yelled at freya flinging my hands around "do not go anywhere near Tom's boys! And that goes for you two Kirra, stay away from Bill!"

"Bill doesn't seem so bad..." she said quietly but annoyed.

I stared at her with rage in my eyes. The bruising and blood still evident on my face and neck from Tom.

"I'm sorry, i didn't mean it" she quickly answered.

"No, you didn't" I said turning back to Freya.

"If I see you with Georg ever again, you better watch the fuck out" I said and turned, leaving to my room snd slamming the door.

The house went quiet. I could hear their footsteps on the tiled floors evading to their rooms, shutting and locking their doors behind them.

I knew why they locked the doors. They didn't trust me and didn't know what I would do. I didn't care if they thought I was a bitch. If I was controlling and annoying. I was protecting them. They were dumb and way too trusting. They knew the danger being in a gang was. They knew how dangerous other gangs were. There were cold, mean men in town. And Tom and Bill were top ranked. If they believed anything that came out of there mouthed then they were dumb. I wasn't going to let them get killed because they fell for the wrong men.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I hated when I got this mad. I was violent, unpredictable. I felt like a different person. I looked different. My hair was a mess and my makeup was everywhere. So I did what I always did when I felt like this.

I struggled over to my desk with my head red hot and in pain. I pulled out a bag of the familiar white powder and a spoon. After melting the power under a lighter I poured the liquid into a needle and placed the needle on the inner area on my forearm.

My arm was going slightly numb from how tight the belt around my arm was. I stared at the needle as I slid it into a vein. I let out a forced gasp and removed the needle and belt.

I laid on my bed and it hit me. That familiar feeling. I was numb and all my stress was going away. I wasn't angry, I wasn't happy, I felt nothing. Eventually everything went black.
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