Lovers By Force

Chapter 50

After the conversation between Scarlett and I, we decided it was getting late and she should probably go and visit Georg. But on my way home I couldn't help but think about Scarlett and what she said.. did Tom tell his aunt something?

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Once I arrived home I found Wendy crying.. I had never seen Wendy cry and yet my heart broke a little seeing such a kind woman cry.

"Wendy? Are you alright?"

"Oh.. Miss Luna.. I'm fine! I promise!" She says, wiping her tears.

"Wendy, what's wrong?" I demand. Her eyes look down to the floor.

"Something is wrong with Mr.Kaulitz... he's... having one of his episodes.."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not sure... somethings wrong with him... he came into the house breaking anything he could get his hands on.. I- I'm afraid."  She says, her voice breaking.

"Where is he now?"

"Last time we saw him he had gone off into his room... I'm not sure if he's still there."

"I understand, go home. I'll take care of this." I say, helping Wendy up off the floor, it seemed like she was picking up shards of glass.

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I make my way upstairs to Tom's bedroom, knocking on the door.

"Tom!! Hello! Pick up your mess!" I shout. And as expected, no response. I wasn't going to wait. I barge into his room. "Jesus!" I say, taking a look into his room, clothes everywhere, empty water bottles thrown around the place. "Looks like a bomb exploded in here.." I say, slowly approaching the bed to find a bottle of pills, I wonder what it is, I thought to myself.

"What are you doing Luna." I turn around to find Tom, his eyes cold... but they weren't just cold.. there was something off about him..

"Are you taking these?"

"That doesn't concern you, stop walking into my room and get the hell out, you don't see me touching your stuff."

"Tom.. don't tell me you're actually taking these?"

"Like I said, it's none of your fucking business." His voice raising. Ouch... I made my way out of his room, he stops me as soon as I cross his path.

"Don't tell anyone." He wasn't telling me, he was threatening me.

"You should clean up your mess. I say, walking out."

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-GEORG'S POV-

Tonight me and the guys decided to go to the bar after one of our practices, Tom was still playing like shit but at least it got better than last time. I decided I would stay close to Tom, make sure he was doing alright, but things clearly weren't alright, he ordered a beer for the first time, chugging it down.

"Are you serious?" I say.

"Dead." Tom replies.

"Since when?"

"Since now Georg, chill out." He says, rolling his eyes at me.

"You know you shou-"

"Don't. Lecture me. Not today, I'm not in a good mood."

"You haven't been in awhile. What's going on?"

"Nothing."

"Did you fight with Luna?"

"Why is everyone so fucking interested in my life?"

"So you did fight with her... maybe if you stopped being so defensive and actually allowed yourself to be loved, life would be easier."

"I don't have time for love, fuck out of my damn face." He replies.

"Georg!" Luna says, walking past Tom and getting Infront of him as if he never existed. Tom's expression changed to surprised.

"What is she doing here?"

"Oh didn't I tell you? I invited her."

"Why?!"

"Because I like Luna's company."

"I didn't know he'd be here as well." Luna says, her eyes not leaving mine.

"Don't mind him! Just see him as some background prop."

"The fuck?"

"Thanks for the invite!" Luna says, smiling at me.

"Of course! I enjoyed last time a lot. Hows it going with that necklace."

"Oh! I fixed it! How's it going with your dad?"

"He's doing better, still a little sick."

"How do you know about his dad?" Tom says, taken aback.

"He told me." She says, turning to face Tom.

"When?"

"A while ago??"

"Would you mind not interrupting us, Tom? It's annoying" I say.

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Me and Luna carried on a good conversation for awhile until she noticed Tom talking with another girl, typical. Luna was very obviously bothered but did her best to hide her jealously, so what did I do? Give her a little push of course.

"Hey.. there's something in your hair." I say, picking up an imaginary speck of dust.

"Oh Ehm.. thank you." She says, slightly flustered. I could feel Toms eyes on me, telling me if I don't back the fuck up he was going to kill me, but I carried on. "You look very beautiful today, Luna. The color you chose today suits you nicely." She was blushing at this point, not knowing what to say. "You look... good... as well." I couldn't help but chuckle at her nervousness. Tom on the other hand, seemed to be in raging anger.

He began, to flirt with the girl he was talking to, his hands trailing her arms. I could see Luna getting visibly upset now. "Don't pay attention to him." I say, whispering in her ear. "I'm not! Really!" She says, but she definitely was. Tom approaches us, looking into Lunas eyes.

"I think you should leave." He says.

"Excuse me?"

"It's getting late."

"So?"

"I won't be able to drive you home." She looks at him and then at the girl who was behind him.

"I never expected you to." She says, crossing her arms.

"I want you to leave, Luna." He says, glaring at her. She looked shocked and hurt at the same time... I knew it was my turn to step in.

"I want her to stay, what's your problem?" 

"What's your problem, Georg? Since when are you making new friends"

"I don't see how that has anything to do with you? Go have fun with whoever you were talking to."

"Luna will leave." He shouts

Bill and Gustav heard the commotion and decided to pitch in.

"Stop being a dick Tom." Bill says.

"Yeah, we want her to stay." Gustav adds.

"Mind your own fucking business!" Tom shouts

"Why don't you mind yours? You and Luna aren't involved with one another, right. So why don't YOU leave instead." I said, Tom looks at me, his eyes telling me he's going to kill me the second he can. He storms off.

"He pisses me off." Bill says, rolling his eyes. "yeah." Gustav says, rolling his eyes as well.

"What's wrong with him?" Luna asks.

"Well he's obviously jealous."

"Oh..."

"Dude needs to get his shit together." Gustav says.

"He's been behaving like a dick for too long." Bill says, crossing his arms.

"Let's just be patient." I say.