burnt skies // Tom kaulitz

Chapter two

Rosalina

The car bounced at every bumb on the road, clutching my purse holding the papers were my new identity was written in.

My last name was changed, my story has changed, my background. Everything but my personality and my whole take on this situation.

I wouldn't let the tear roll down my cheeks as my head tilted against the car window. I've been assigned with a driver to drive me to my new apartment.

This is the most boring and dangerous job.

I sat in the back seat, my backpack sitting on top of my lap, the rain pouring on top of the black 911 Porsche, each rain drop could be heard from inside. Everything staid silent.

The plan was written in the papers. I would get to my apartment, then I'd go to this fancy club.
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The car stopped infront if a big apartment complex. I got out slowly letting the rain drops fall onto me. I didn't speak, grabbing my backpack and purse, making my way to the apartment complex.

I went in knowing that my life was going to change completely.

I looked around the front desk. "Excuse me ma'am?" The front desk lady spoke with a hoarse voice.

I eyed the front desk lady as i mumble under my breath before turning to the side and heading to the stairs. I looked back at my papers looking at her apartment number.

Once i got to my apartment door I took one last deep breath before opening the door and adapting the new scent of the apartment.

The kitchen was on the left from her and the couch and tv on the right. Though my bedroom and bathroom was infront of me.

Third person

She locked the door with the keys that she had got.

She sighed taking off her leather jacket feeling a uneasy feeling in her new apartment.

She didn't have time to adapt the feeling as she made her way to her bedroom where their was a plain white bed in the room and a connected bathroom.

On her bed laid a velvet maroon box labeled "Chanel" she slowly walked over to the bed sitting on the edge and opening the box slowly.

Feeling the velvet texture against her finger tips sent shivers down her back.

She slowly lifted off the top and saw a beautifully folded dark maroon velvet dress with a small gold Chanel necklace on top of the dress.

She smiled widely as she gently took the dress out of the box and placed it on the bed slowly.

She took out her phone and checked the time as it showed that it was 8 pm. She had to go quickly.

As she was about to put her phone away her phone rang.

She brung the phone back to her eye-view as it read "Victoria 🤍".

She sighed in relief as she put the phone to her ear and answerd.

Victoria was everything to her, Victoria and her grew up in the mafia together. They were inseparable since they laid eyes on each other. They got along so well at the beginning. Victoria helped Rosa through hard times and Rosa did the same with Victoria.