Darkside of the Sun

Chapter 23 - A lie

Tom's POV

"I killed my father"

Seconds went flying by, seconds turned into ours and ours turned into days. Or atleast that's what it felt like. Her head slightly turned to the right before turning back to my gaze. Her mouth was partly open. Her arms rested on her knees as she was cuddled up into a tiny ball. She looked like she wanted to speak, she wanted to say something but she couldn't. I am an unpatient person and I always let people know. But I had to be patient. I did question myself why she didn't speak up. Wasn't she scared of me?

I slightly gasped for air to speak up but cut myself off. I lowered my head and sat with my back against the bathtub. I let my hand rest on my lap and dropped my head low before gaining enough courage to speak up.

"Luna?" I questioned low.

She looked up from her lap and stopped fidgeting with her fingers. Her eyes showed, nothing. She wasn't scared or sad. It looked like she wasn't impressed by my statement. Her lips turned upwords and showed a forced smile.

"Don't you want to know?" I questioned again hoping for an answer.

But her reaction didn't change. In fact she chuckled low to herself. Her head went shaking from left to right while laughing the slightest bit. She stopped laughing and let her head lean against the sink. Her lips curled up into a wicked smile and she began to speak.

"Oh Tom"

The atmosphere had taken a turn from here and it didn't look like settling back anytime soon. I heard that wicked laugh again. It was a laugh I had never ever heard from her before in the time we had spent together.

"Tom, Tom, Tom" She shook her head again.

I had to answer her this Time. "What Tom?"

Her smile dropped in an instant and her eyes went completely cold, numb. "Tom" She began and smirked like the devil before speaking up again. "I don't wanna know..."

I furrowed my eyebrows together in a confused manner and catched my breath. "Oh...Well okay that's fi-" I got cut off by her hand pressed against my mouth. She let her head drop to the floor before looking back up. Her index finger was pressed against her lips in a shushing manner and she removed her hand from my mouth.

"Stop........"

My heart was beginning to beat at a rapid speed and my whole body began to heat up. I wanted to gasp for air but I couldn't, I felt breathless. I looked into her brown eyes that I used to love so much, but something changed. Changed....?

"I don't wanna know, I don't need to know. Because I already do." Luna spoke with her eyes fixed on mine and her hand gently placed on mine.

"Say it" She spoke in a demanding tone.

I removed my hand out of her grasp and began to blink repeatedly. "What do I need to say?" I questioned chuckling nervously.

"Tell me what you did. I need to hear you say it." She spoke coldly.

Silence.

"Tell me" She spoke firmly.

I knew I was becoming pale even though I was so hot. I began to panick, did she really want me to say it again. Why? It was torture. Maybe she just didn't hear me or something. My lips began to part and my eyes began to scan the room everywhere, hoping for a way out of this. I felt so under pressure. Like if I didn't tell her bad things were going to happen.

"I-I killed my father..."

*Click*

My gaze instantly went to her pocket where her hand was placed inside. I locked my confused eyes with her cocky ones and I began to sweat like a lunatic. She slowly stood up groaning in the process and made her way out of the bathroom.

"What the fuck did you do?" I questioned in the most cold tone I ever had.

She stopped in her tracks and reached for her pocket before she removed it and returned with something in her hand. She began to smirk and wave the thing teasingly in the air.

A tape recorder.

I felt my stomach, heart, organs and blood sink thru the floor. No, no, no fuck no. She began to laugh so fucking hard. It was fucking scary.

"I did my job sweetheart" She spoke and began walking towards the stairs.

No, no, hell no! My blood began to boil, this was not how it was supposed to go. I stood up and made heavy steps towards the staircase and yanked her wrist before pressing her against the wall. I felt her steady breath against my rough skin, I wanted to fucking scream at her. I just knew she had that wicked smile plastered on her face, I wanted to rip it off and throw it in the trash.

"NO! YOU LOVE ME!" I began to scream, sob, cry everything in her face. This was not a lie. It couldn't be. She loved me and I loved her.

"Come on Tom give me a break and stop crying." She spoke coldy her face just inches apart from mine. "It's fucking pathatic"

I began to punch the wall next to her tiny head repeatedly and blood was starting to form. She just kept smirking at the sight of me so fucking hurt. This couldn't be happening. I had given her my whole life. She was my whole life. And she took advantage of that. She had played me so well because she knew I would fall for her so easily. I am always desperetly in need of something or someone to guide me and she did that. I was just stupid enough to have actually fallen for her lie.

I began to step back and she let out a sigh. The tears were streaming down my face and I knew I looked like a fucking dog, I didn't give a fuck though. She had broken me, my heart. I felt my knees becoming weak and let them drop to the floor, wanting to cry forever. I needed someone to come and save me, I didn't care who it was. So I didn't even flinch when I felt a body press against mine. I wrapped my arms around her waist and began to sob uncontrollably.

She stroked my hair and began to speak. "Oh Tom, it's all gonna be okay. The police will arive soon and it will finally be over." She spoke calmy.

It felt like every bit of sadness I just felt seconds ago had took a left turn. And in that moment all I felt was anger, hate towards her. I'm not going to jail, it's not going to happen. I was so fucking hurt as a sharp pain stabbed me in the chest, pain that was never going to be fixed. I tried to turn it off, just for a second. A second that could change everything, a very needed second of nothingness.

I backed away out of her grasp and stood up. She looked at me confused and as I gave her an evil smirk. "Luna, sweet girl, I'm not going to jail.'' I winked at her. "Atleast not on your terms"

I gave the tempting staircase a quik glance and I didn't feel anything. I was numb.

Placing my hands on her upper arms and looking into her golden brown eyes one last time. The eyes that made me see dimentions, the eyes that used to make my whole world light up, the eyes that I fell in love with. The eyes that I was never going to see again.

My lips were just inches from her plumping cherry ones and I could feel her trembling breath. I pressed them against hers and gave one good push against her chest before watching her fall down the stairs, I felt nothing. She deserved what she got.

Soon the sirens could be heard from outside.

*Police open up*

They kept banging and banging, but I didn't budge. Making my way down the stairs, towards the kitchen I reached for a cabinet. I pulled out a fine old whiskey and poured myself a good amount. I chugged it in an instant and smashed it down onto the counter. I heard the doors brake open and police began to spread inside the house like rats. Three man came up to me and began to speak all kinds of words. I heard nothing, all I heard was a loud ringing in my ear. My vision was blurry and the last thing I maneged to hear was.

"Tom Kaulitz you are under arrest for the murder of Jörg Kaulitz"