A painter's game - Tom Kaulitz

I really fucking hate you

I sat down at the couch in their living room while drinking coffee, the pain from my neck was gone and I was no longer as scared. Tom wasn't home but I knew Katie was still somewhere. I wondered who she was, was she kidnapped or did she live here by choice? Either way I felt bad for her, they must treat her bad right? I was bored so I walked into the kitchen. There she stood, Katie. She had her hair in a bun and was eating something. I walked towards her.

"Uh hi" I mumbled

She flinched and looked back at me.

"Oh, it's you, akwaaaard.." she replied.

"Huh? Why is it akward?" I asked her

"We'll you suck at your job" she laughed and continued to eat her breakfast

"Uh okay first of all I don't want to work here anymore.. I'm basically held hostage here" I replied angrily

"Right, well get used to it. I've noticed that you just fight back and being cocky with Tom, it only makes it worse for yourself. You have bruises all over you" she scoffed.

"Why? I'm not gonna let him win over me. Why don't you fight. I mean he should respect you since your his Girlfriend." I replied Katie.

"Mmhahaha nono I'm not his girlfriend hunny" she laughed at me.

"What?? Then why did-" I said before she stopped me

"Look, things are just like this around here. Don't make it harder for yourself, just do your job and stay away from him, he might not be my boyfriend but he loves me, and he owes me, I like it." She said while her smile faded

I knew that she did not like it here and was definitely treated just as bad, I felt bad for her. She was stuck. I turned around to see bill standing against the wall looking at the both of us. I didn't know if Bill had a lover but it wouldn't surprise me. I was also still mad at Bill since he had put the needle in my neck and helped Tom.

"Eselin, just. Make yourself at home and get used to it. Tom won't really let you go you know. He's been admiring you for years and has talked about you since forever" Bill mumbled.

When I heard those words. I realised I really was kidnapped. Like there really was no way out and I couldn't fight it, but why did he admire me? There were tons of artist out there in Germany. Why a 19 year old girl all the way from England. Tom had seen my artwork for years back without me even knowing he existed, I mean he was a super rich dude and he could buy other paintings from people so why just me.
I glanced over to Katie who seemed angry at Bills words.
I didn't want to answer bill so I just looked at him thinking of a reply. I was so overwhelmed and tired. All the questions and thoughts went thru my head. I shook my Head and ran thru the hallways into my now new room. All my suitcases layed on the bed with my clothes. I sat down on the bed and then looked up at the ceiling. I was so hungry, I hadn't eaten for days and I also didn't feel like it. I heard a car stop from outside the window. I got up from my bed and ran to the window to see what was happening. It was Toms black car, I could see him walk out from it and then walk over to the backseat, he opened the door and I couldn't see what was inside but I grabbed something, before I could see what it was, he stared right at me. I was peaking from the window and flinched when our eyes met each others. That reminded me from last night with Tom and Katie.. I got scared and I hit under the window. I got scared and started to pant loudly. I got up and ran into the hallway where I heard Tom walk thru the door. He saw me and we looked at eachother. For a split second I thought he was going to be sweat and kind and welcome me but he turned away to look at Bill and Katie. They started talking and Tom walked over to Katie and they started kissing. Bill had left the room by now and I felt awkward. Tom and Katie stopped kissing and Tom slapped Katie's ass and then they walked into the living room, ignoring me. I looked at the counter were I saw a few papers. I got curios so I walked over to it. I tried to read it but everything was in Germany. It was a lot of text and I turned the page. On the other page it was text some numbers and at the corner it was... A class photo of me?! I freaked out as I saw the picture. So I took the papers and ran into my room, I slammed the door and started to look at the photo again. It really was me. It was a class photo of me from 2 years ago.. I was now freaked out and was sure that Tom was some kind of psychopath.. I opened the door and I almost screamed when I realised that Tom stood right in front of the door. He looked down at my hand and he realised I had the papers.