WORK || TOM KAULITZ

18

Ela's pov

"What a day huh" Michael says trying to distract me. I'm not listening. I'm in my head, thinking. Thinking about Tom.

Tom's pov

"You should try to talk to her" Bill tells me. "She cares about you" he adds. "If she cared about me she wouldn't have left in the first place" I say back. "She is young"
"You have to understand her a little. She's not used to love" "And you didn't help" he says. "What" I tell him. "Tom she probably knew about the offer for a longer time" "She was waiting for you, and you couldn't even tell me after four months" he tells me.

"I'm not having this talk again" I tell him getting up. "Where are you going?" I can hear Bill from behind. I successfully ignore him walking put of the apartment.

I get into a club.

I get a drink.

I get drunk. So drunk I barely get home.

Alcohol has been my best friend for the past five months. I can't keep my mind of off her. Nothing helps. Not even other women. Trust me I tried, but I just couldn't. I fucking hate what she did to me. And still I love her.

"Fuck Tom" I hear a voice.

Bill's pov

Tom gets home shit face drunk. Again.
This has been going on nonstop for the past five months. I know exactly why.
I love Ela with my whole heart but I can't help it but hate her a little bit, for what she did to him. I can't blame her. She's young. She doesn't trust. I get it, with what she has been through.

"Fuck Tom" I yell at him. He looks at me.
He looks dead. A real walking dead. He makes his way to his room. "Tom you have to stop this" " you are scaring me" I tell him not sure is he can even hear me.
"Mhm" he groans.

"Where's Ela?" he suddenly asks."What?" I say back."Ela" he says getting in the bed.
"I don't know Tom" I tell him. "I need her" he murmured. "Yeah. I know" I tell him.
"I love her" he says. "I know" I tell him.
"What's wrong with me Bill" he asks clearly drunk. "What do you mean?" I say confused. "Why don't she love me?" He asks. "Tom" "She does" I tell him. "I sure of it"

I walk out of him room. He's still talking about Ela. I need to call her. I need to get her or he will do something really stupid and I won't forget myself for it.

Ela's pov

My phone starts to ring.

It's Bill.

"Hello" I say to the phone. "Ela" " Look I know this is probably too soon and all" "But I need you to come here" he says.
"He needs you" he adds. Why would he need me?
"Bill I don't think tha-" I begin. "Please Ela" "If you care about him, come" That's the last thing he says to me before he hangs up. He sounded really terrified. I'm sure something happened.

Suddenly I get a text.

Bill

909-1/2 E 49th St
Los Angeles, California(CA), 90011

Something inside of me takes over me.
I take my keys in a heartbeat

I call a cab.

I arrive at the address.

I knocked on the door.

I see Bill. He looks at me hopeful.
"He's on the room" he tells me. Before walking in the room I look at him. I'm unsure. "You can do it Ela" he tells me.
I open the door. I get in. Bill closed the door behind me.

I see him sitting on the bed his back against the headboard. When he hears the door he looks up.