𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 .★. 𝗧.𝗞.

S4 E003.

I got out of the car and went inside.

"Bill, we need to go." I spoke sternly.

He looked me up and down. Then, he noticed the blood covering almost all of my clothes.

"We need to go." I repeated, firmer this time when his gaze met mine. He got up and sighed, "Fuck," he whispered.

"There's no time for anything. Grab any money you have, and call Georg, then Gustav." I said, pulling off my shirt and quickly changing.

He nodded, grabbing his phone while I exited his room and out of the house.

I guess I'll use the minutes I have remaining to talk to her.

I looked down at my watch.

Ten minutes. I have ten minutes to make it up to her.

I stopped at her porch, hitting the door until she finally opened it, her eyes squinted and her body barely covered with a shirt.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so, so, fucking sorry." I whispered, shaking my head while  held back the tears forming in my eyes.

"You need help." She mumbled, her brows a little furrowed.

"I- I know, and I'll try, I'll really try, I
promise." I put her hand on my cheek, tears now falling down mine, and her cheeks.

Seven minutes.

The cold breeze was numbing the two of us. We didn't care. I stepped forward, lowering myself as I pushed my lips onto hers. My arms slid around her waist, a small breath of condensation, and broke the kiss.

"What's going on, Tom?" She whispered, pulling back with her hands pressed to my chest. "You're being..."

I looked down, then away, panting. She's wasting the last minutes I have with her, scolding me.

She took a drag of the cigarette she had in hand, shaking her head.

"You lied to me, Kaulitz." Sye shook her head.

"The one thing I expected you to do, and you fucking ruin everything!" She tossed her cigarette, pushing me with tears in her eyes.

I pulled her into a hug, feeling her gently hit me and choke on her sobs. "I fucking hate you!" She continued, shouting at me and pushing me again.

"I know you do. I know. But you don't, do you?" I said, tilting my head. Her brows were furrowed, and she just shook her head and seemed to cry more.

Three minutes.

It turned colder, that's where it ends.

"Don't call me, alright? Don't text me, don't... don't try and reach my number." I said softly, my hands remaining on her hips. "Do you understand?"

"This is the last time I'll see you, isn't it?" She looked at me. Her face didn't change. There was this... desperation. She wanted an answer.

I looked down, sighing heavily and then looking away.

"Go." She whispered. "Don't think of coming back here." She looked away and stepped back inside, the door still open. She wanted to watch me go.

I stepped off the porch, making my way to the car where Bill, Gustav, and Georg were.

I kept silent, looking back at the door. She stared at us in a mix of disappointment, but when she saw Bill get in the car, when she saw all of us open the doors,

"Tom," she called out towards us. Her face was blank, arms crossed, goosebumps across her skin.

"You're the worst thing that's ever happened to me."

One minute.

I looked away and got in the car, nodding at Georg and rubbing my face, sighing and looking in the review mirror as she walked inside, closing the door behind her.

Bill looked at me, then down at all of our phones, tucking it away before we left.

1 Missed Call - Kirsty's Cell.