after hours | tom kaulitz

15

as the days went on, life had begun to go back to normal, just, the normal I had before I had Tom.

which now, no longer felt normal.

"he's a huge part of my life" I mumbled, my back leaning against the couch cushion.

"I noticed you said he is, instead of he was. Are you two still in contact?" I thought for a moment, there were times I was sobbing on my floor typing out message after message to him, but I'd never send them.

"no, we haven't talked since I woke up from my coma" I heard the annoyingly rough sound of a ballpoint pen on paper, my head itching as I ached to leave.

"So, you two no longer talk, but it seems like you're still in love with him" I shrugged, of course, I was in love with him, he was a huge part of my life.

"I think so" my words were cut short as her alarm went off, a loud blaring sound.

I scowled as I sat up on the couch, preparing myself for Doctor Theo to announce today's notes.

she was an amazing therapist, and had helped a lot, but she made me realize many things about myself I don't think I was ready to learn.

every week her notes sounded the exact same with different scenarios.

'Madeleine caused this today'

or

'Madeleine started that yesterday'

I understand she had to point out my own faults before other people's but it still definitely screwed with me a little.

"Madeleine finally recognized her assault and kidnapping" her sentences continued, but my mind focused on her very first one.

it felt surreal to actually hear her say that, in a similar way it did to realize what happened to me.

"I'm proud of you Madeleine, are we still scheduled for next week?"

I nodded, waving her goodbye as I made my way to my car, rain pouring down.

as I healed, I finally started driving myself to most places, and I was no longer an on-and-off stripper, I continued to attend the club and work but only on days that I could mentally bring myself to, or days where I genuinely wanted to. Perks of having the club manager be your best friend.

as I drove down the road I got a call from Lacey, accepting quickly.

"hey lace, you okay?" I heard a bunch of giggling from the line, before Lacey began talking.

"me, Cassandra, and a few others are going to a club, be at my place in 15 if you're coming" I widened my eyes, quickly thanking her and hanging up.

once I arrived at her house I was quick to go in, already knowing where her spare key was.

I quickly made my way up to Lacey's room, Cassandra scrolled through the closet while Lacey greeted me.

"your outfits on the bed, mads" I stared at it, wide eyed and mind nearly blown.

what unexpectedly sat on the bed was a skimpy outfit, a small black dress that hugged my curves perfectly.

what sat next to it is what concerned me though, 2 big 4 inch knee high shiny black heels.

"we're not going to the strip club..." I wide eyed stared at the outfit, turning to look at Lacey and Cass who were giggling.

"you look good in outfits like that, you deserve some peace! now come on and let me do your makeup!"

—

I stared at myself in the mirror, they were right, I do look good.

the dress hugged every curve of my body, squeezing my hips tightly and fitting my thighs.

my eyes were large as I continued to admire myself, Cassandra quickly grabbing my hand as me, her, and Lacey ran downstairs.

it had been forever since I had actually gone out for myself, let alone allowed myself to have fun, so this whole thing with Lacey and Cass was definitely new to me.

the second we got outside I stared, wide eyed at what was in front of me.

they ordered a fucking limo.

Cass was first to get in, squeezing herself into the door while trying not to mess up her curls, I was next, taking a seat directly next to Cassandra, Lacey was in last, sitting across the both of us.

I watched as the door closed shut by itself, then turned to look around inside the limo.

the interior was a soft gray-white color, the seats extremely comfortable and a fluffy white carpet adorned the floor.

"oh come on Maddy, it's time you had some fun! you deserve it" I turned to look at Cass, my eyes still wide and my mind utterly blown.

"yeah, honestly. you don't deserve to keep dwelling on what happened to you, live a little!" Lacey laughed as I turned towards her, completely silent.

—

once we arrived at the club we were quick to sit down, a smile on all of our faces as we ordered our drinks.

"Margarita, please" I smiled up at the waiter, I looked around at the club, admiring all the people before spotting a guy who was staring at me, smiling.

at first, he was creeping me out, then when he got up and made his way over to me I got less nervous.

"you're very pretty" his arms were crossed against his chest, leaving me confused.

"uh.. thank you" he pulled out his phone.

"a pretty girl like you deserves a good date, let me take you out?" I looked up at him, staring at his phone for a second.

I knew I should, it was time for me to start moving on from Tom.

I sighed and took his phone typing my number in his phone and smiling.

"the date better be good" he nodded and went to sit back down.

—

Cass and Lacey went home, as did I.

I slowly slipped off the shoes and dress and texted Lacey I'd give it back later, she told me to keep it.

I smiled softly as I sat down on my bed, clicking on toms icon and reading the texts he'd sent me a couple of times over before heading to bed.