The One Who Controls | Tom Kaulitz

Save Him

"Is he fucking dead or not! Answer the question Tom." Marie yelled with tears down her face as she slapped him across the face. I gasp and watch him stand up slowly, with a stone cold face. She is so fucked. He gave me a smirk and yanked her hair back, pulling her in closer so he could hit her, again and again. All I could do watch as she whimpered in pain.

"Touch me again, and I will slit your fucking throat." He growled low into her ear before shoving her to the ground. He had been in a mood all fucking morning, and Marie wasn't helping. She had kept on with the questions. I had been wondering the same thing, everyone was. Where the fuck was George? He seriously could be dead, why not just kill him. They definitely had the chance.

Marie stayed like a shut in, she hadn't come out of the room since Tom hit her. She was worried about George and so was I but there was nothing to do.

I head upstairs, making my way into Tom's room. He sat on the couch smoking and staring off in to the distance. I sit down next to him, putting my legs over his. His eyes meet mine and his eyes softened.

"I hate to ask but we really do need to find him. He's as close as you are to Bill." He sighs and places his hand on my thigh.

"V I know but if we find him, it might not be alive and it would be my fault."

"If we don't look soon, he's actually going to be dead." He didn't pick his head up, didn't even answer me.

"Tom, seriously go out and fucking find him!" He shot up, knocking me to the floor. His body lay on top of me, pinning me down. He breathed hard, his chest rising up and down.

"Don't tell me what to do."

"Or what? You gonna hit me!" He started to laugh, getting close to my face.

"I could but maybe I could do something else." He says smirking as he slowly lifted up my shirt. I was definitely going to let this happen right now. He could make me so fucking weak.

He picked me up, bringing me to the bed. I watched as he slipped off his shirt, and throwing his belt to the floor. He climbed on top kissing me hard, biting at my lip. My breath got heavier as he kissed all the way down, stopping. He grabbed my arms, pinning them above my head.

"Don't make any fucking noise." He whispered in my ear. His hands trailed my waist band, making me squirm. Goosebumps set in as he grabbed at my pants, pulling them down with my thong. I lay there bare with my hands above my head. He motions for me to be quiet as he slips inside, I grunt and his hand flies to my mouth. He holds it there as he thrusts in and out. His body moving against mine. I wanted to moan, let anything come out but he wouldn't let me.

He kept on, harder and harder. He grunted low as I scratch at his back.

"Good girl V. Just keep quiet." He whispered quietly as he thrust in and out harder. I couldn't contain it anymore, I bit down on his hand as I came.
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Toms POV
She was so easy, way to easy. I could always get my way with her. I had complete control over her and she knew it.

"Get cleaned up, we're gonna go out and get George." She smiled at me while getting up. I wouldn't admit but I was worried about him too.

Everyone sat in the living room as I walked in. Bill sat up, waiting for me to talk. I've been on edge lately and couldn't get all this shit out of my mind. My life has been turned upside down and V is never safe. I'll do what whatever it takes to protect her but there will be time when I can't and it Will absolutely destroy me.

"We're getting George."

"Do you know where he's at?" Taylor asked getting up.

"No but I will." She scoffs and folds her arms. Bill grabs her arm, giving her a warning look. Before I could say another word, V came and wrapped her arms around mine.