Pain of Love - Tom Kaulitz

No Escape

*LILLIAN'S POV*

I tread as lightly and as quickly as I can down the corridor, my heart hammering in my chest. I flinch as I hear a loud crash coming from behind the door ahead of me. Perspiration runs down my back and I swallow against the lump growing in my throat. My hands tremble as they reach the door and I prepare myself to push it open.

The hinges creak as the door slowly swings open and I cautiously peer my head around the door. My gaze narrows on the assortment of things scattered carelessly on the floor as if someone had shoved everything off the dresser in a fit of rage. I take a few cautious steps into the dimly lit room and make sure to avoid the mess on the floor.

Tension hangs heavy in air.

Then I spot him.

The blood drains from my face in a matter of seconds and my entire body becomes frozen in place. His hands are positioned firmly on the surface before him, his back faces me and his head is dipped between his shoulders. I watch as they rise and fall uncontrollably.

"Get out." The ice in his tone cuts right though me like a knife. My body shivers in response. Despite the edge of warning within his words, I find it nearly impossible to move, almost like my feet have been glued to the floor. I frantically try and fail to remove myself from where I stand.

"Are you deaf?" He spits. In a rapid motion he turns to face me. Fear jolts through me like a strike of lightning. His face is contorted into unfathomable rage and his dark eyes narrow in on mine.

Suddenly, his fury shifts into something different as a malicious grin slowly spreads across his lips. The black piercing on his bottom lip catches in the light as his mouth transitions from a scowl into a smirk. Somehow I find it ten times more terrifying. His molten brown eyes are unforgiving as they bore through me.

My whole body shakes with uncontrollable tremors but despite this, it won't obey my attempts to run. I stand in his direct line of sight as he stalks towards me, each step embedded with sadistic intent.

"Wait--" My words are caught and before I know it, Tom forces me into the wall behind us and his large hands wrap tightly around my throat. The impact of my body against the wall winds me and a harsh grunt escapes my throat.

I extend my hands up to his, curling my fingers in between the tight space of my throat and his hands. I pull frantically, desperate for any access to air but to no avail. His eyes glint with twisted delight as he chuckles maliciously.

His grip on my neck tightens. I feel his warm breath against my face as his own inches closer to mine. "Maybe this will teach Ashton not to be late on his next payment." He grits out menacingly, his German accent prominent.

"Please.." I gasp out.

The world around me begins to spin and I grow increasingly dizzy. I begin to choke and splutter as the reality of what is happening dawns on me.

Tears begin to fall down my cheeks and Tom's face twists into a snarl. "You're gonna die, helpless and pathetic, just like your parents did." He taunts bitterly.

My heart aches at his words. I squeeze my eyes shut as I continue to struggle against his iron grip.

Everything goes black in an instant, the last thing I see are his hateful eyes glaring into my own.

...

I wake up with a scream ripping at my throat. Jolting upright, I can feel my heart racing as if it were trying to escape my chest. Cold sweat clings to my skin, and my breath comes in ragged gasps, a sharp contrast to the oppressive darkness of the nightmare that had just gripped me. The echoes of the horrors I'd witnessed still linger, as if the dream's clutches hadn't fully released me yet.