Damaged goods // T.Kaulitz

You've split

-Keira's pov-

I was sat in the car as Tom drove, he kept looking at me, as if he wanted me to say something but I had nothing to say.

"Are you angry at me?" He asked quickly.

"No" I shook my head and looked down.

"Cause you seem like you are! Is this about Amelia?"

"No it's not about Amelia!" I scoffed.

"So you are mad?" He smirked a little at the fact he tricked me.

"Why didn't you tell me you had a girlfriend?" I asked, playing with my fingers.

"I don't know" He looked at the road, tapping his fingers.

"How long have you been dating?"

"Two weeks..."

I nodded and looked out the window as we drove straight past the club.

"You just drove past-"

"Just trust me..." He cut me off and glanced over at me.

"Ok..." I smiled slightly.

He drove around the corner and parked his car.

"You ready?" He tilted his head.

"Yeah..." I don't know what I was supposed to be ready for?

I got out the car and he followed. He grabbed my hand and took me to the edge of the corner. I could see the club, we were close enough to see the faces but far enough if we needed to run.

"It's seven now..." Tom said from behind me, looking over my head.

His hand rested on the top of my arm, in comfort maybe? Was it comforting him or me? Then my brother's car pulled up the road, parking outside the club. A few seconds later a few more, including my dad's.

"What the fuck..." I muttered slowly.

My dad stepped out and talked to my brother before going inside with men behind him.

Anger burned inside me as I watched my brother stand and wait. Someone was behind him, as if they were keeping an eye on him.

"What a cunt..." I looked behind me to look at Tom who's eyes were glued to the scene that was happening, "Why would he do this?!"

My dad came out a few seconds later, he was angry.

"She wasn't there!" I heard him yell.

"She said she would be!" Isaac said back.

"I made you come back to get Keira back! And if you aren't gonna do that..."

"I will! I promise!" Isaac nodded.

"One last warning! Cause I can't go into that side of town where her studio is!"

How did he know about the band?

"I will get her dad! Have a little trust in me...I always managed to before..."

It hit me, every time I left home my brother would find a way to get me back without me realising he was trying. He would use different ways and make sure I was back in less than two days. All these years I thought he protected me when he was really putting me back there.

"You alright?" Tom asked, rubbing his hand up and down my arm.

"I'm fine..." I said angrily.

I then witnessed my dad hitting my brother hard across the face, sending him into the car beside him. My father got into his car and so did the men, they drove off quickly causing me to hide back behind the wall.