Pain of Love - Tom Kaulitz

Fear

The world around me has slowed.

The circumstance playing out before me has decreased dramatically in speed. As if my brain is unable to consume it any quicker.

With the reality of somebody's life on the brink of an end, a dark part of my life has resurfaced within my brain. I squeeze my eyes shut in attempt to block out the painful memories.

As I do so, nothing but scarlet red blood fills my vision. I am unable to rid the horrible images of Monica and Gabriel Claremont's lifeless corpses lying in our home. Kneeled beside them is a girl, her face tainted in despair as tears flood down her cheeks. She cries out for help, her hands drenched in her parent's blood as she frantically attempts to mask their gunshot wounds.

My heart thumps powerfully in my ears.

Real tears escape my eyes, now cascading down rapidly.

The crisp sound of the weapon cocking in Tom Kaulitz' hand brings me back to the present, which is no worse than the past. The click reverberates around the room, into my ears.

My faces pales as I see Bill and Ashton point their guns directly at each other. I look back at Tom who's face is contorted into a snarl, his gun still placed firmly against Noah's temple. Fear and dread consumes me, the situation just a matter of who will pull their trigger first.

Noah's chest rises and falls at an alarming rate and his forehead is lined with perspiration. He stares off into the distance, an expression that resembles a plead for life. The men either side on him keep a blank expression and hold him tightly.

"I'll fucking do it." Tom snaps out through gritted teeth whilst glaring at Ashton. He clicks his gun. At those words, Roxy expresses a desperate cry and her hands clap around her mouth.

"No!" She screams, her voice breaking whilst she does so. "P-please! Please don't! I beg you.." Her voice shakes as she falls to her knees, looking at Tom with pleading red eyes. His hard expression locks on her, void of any emotion or empathy.

It terrifies me.

When he displays little reaction to her hysteria, she turns to Bill. He looks at her, his gun still pointed at Ashton. He towers over her frame on the floor and his jaw rolls slightly as she begins to plead to him. "Please, please, please, please..." Over and over, the word pours out of her mouth.

She gasps in gulps of air, and her hands proceed to cling onto the cuffs of Bill's jeans as she looks up into his dark eyes. My heart breaks at the sight. That she actually has to plead for her boyfriend's life. Bill's expression falters marginally as the corners of his lips begin to quiver. He looks up from Roxy and over to his brother.

"Tom." He expresses, his eyes gesturing to the gun in Tom's hand.

"I'll do anything.." Roxy continues to urge and plead at his feet.

At that, something in Bill's faces changes, and he breathes deeply."Tom." He shouts harshly at his twin brother, knocking him out of some kind of trance.

Tom's face contorts and his brows furrow together in battle of his decisions. Everyone watches in trepidation as the hand in which Tom holds the gun begins to shake. Heavy breaths escape Noah's lips as he awaits for what might happen. Tom grits his teeth and squeezes his eyes shut.

I'm left in shock as I watch him quickly lower the weapon from Noah's face. He verbally exhales in a deep groan and runs a hand over his braids before turning away.

"Fuck."

At that, everyone else's guns are lowered immediately.

Roxy collapses back, relief flooding though her as she sobs uncontrollably. Noah opens his eyes, looking around in bewilderment at the sudden turn of events. The atmosphere in the room is tense as we all await Tom's next move. Nothing can be heard except Noah's heavy breathing and Roxy's soft cries.