The One Who Controls | Tom Kaulitz

Only Us

"Move over." Taylor groans in her sleep, pushing me towards Marie who's practically falling of the bed. We were cramped together in this tiny bed, elbow to elbow.

"Taylor stop kicking me." She groaned again turning over falling back asleep. We went to bed late, well early morning anyway. Somehow I wasn't feeling like shit after last night.

"God I can't sleep in this tiny bed." Marie says annoyed as she rolled out, hitting the floor, we didn't have a box, just a mattress on the floor. Just like real hobos.

I couldn't fall back asleep again so I got up throwing on some sweats and a t shirt. Marie dressed down too as we contemplated going out there.

"It was stupid for me to talk to him last night but we have to try and avoid them." I said, fidgeting with my hand.

"You think they're gone?" Marie asked.

"Maybe, I'll go look." I say and quietly walk to the kitchen. Practically tiptoeing around. There wasn't any noise and nobody was in there. I checked the garage and no cars were left. Thankfully.

Marie and I eat some breakfast and sit at the island trying to make light of the situation.

"You think he likes her better."

"No, they look like they don't even shower. Marie I promise, this maybe won't be long."

"I used to wish for this. Being replaced and able to go home but now I've been here so long, I don't have anywhere but here, this is my home."

"I hate to admit it but me too." I say with a sad look as she tries to give me a smile.

Taylor finally got up and came into the room with major bed head and she went straight for coffee as she sat down silently.

"I should just kill them all, honestly. Then we can all have a bed. Then we can kick the whores out."

"One could dream. Think they'll get rid of us? They haven't said shit, just fucking ignoring us."

"Maybe I should talk to George. He's always been the nicest."

"Are you sure? He may not be now." She nods and already made her decision. I know she wanted to talk to him or just be near him. They were always the good ones.

We all sat in the living room watching some lame movie, waiting for the black cars to show up. George should hopefully tell Marie, no promises.

"Shit they're here."

The black cars pull in and the same laughs with the heel clicks come around the corner. I don't even bother looking up from the tv. Stupid assholes.

All of the girls had hurried upstairs as the boys stood in front of us. Marie takes a breath getting up. "George?" She asks in the nicest voice. He gave her a mean look. "What."

She cranes her neck, motioning that she wanted him to follow. He grabbed her hair and they went outside. Fuck, I didn't think he'd react like that. Bill and Tom just laughed, standing there.

I had enough of it, I grab Taylor's arm and get up from the couch, brushing past Tom. His cologne lingered in the air, shit. I missed that.

"Hey!" Bill yells at us, we whip around to face them. He had a gun pointed at us. No, no, no. Taylor started to freak out, breathing hard.

"You don't have to do this, please!" I plead as he just smirks. Tom had a look I couldn't read, mad but not at us.

He clicked it back and moved closer, touching it to Taylor's forehead. I stood frozen and dropped her arm.