The dark romance.- Tom kaulitz

Chaper 11

Toms pov: background story.

I was born and raised in Germany, I grew up with a physically abusive father and an emotionally abusive mother. I loved motor bikes and at some point entered a motor bike club, we're I found my two good buddies Georg and Gustav, but it wasn't any motor bike club, it was dark and cold and guns were involved I liked it, I never had that feeling of being loved or the experience my parents hated me I was the black sheep of the family. I never really understood what I was doing besides I was 15 running the streets of Germany lost and confused put it foster homes, being arrested half my life shop lifting and fighting, people mistaken me for my father, but I was nothing like that bastard.. he died last year I wasn't really close with my dad but a piece broke from me and bill that day, but bill was more affected than I ever was even thought my father was the way he was bill never seemed to give up on helping him trying to help him sober up my dad never showed his emotions I think that's who I get it from my dad. But bill he's different he's one of a kind, my brother I give him a hard time sometimes but he's still my brother we all argue with are siblings but half the things we say we don't mean, when I was 18 I moved to Tokyo with Georg bill and Gustav to start a fresh start of the world and are views of it, we spent are nights getting wasted and brining every single girl we could find home with us, when we were 20 we were asked to join a gang and since then things have been pretty different from my old life back In Germany I felt like I had all the power in my hands people fear us but we signed a contract and we could never leave this gang and if we wanted to we would either have to die incase one of us broke the word to people.

I was walking down the street smoking a cigarette taking off my sunglasses and throwing away the half finished cigarette I walked into the anger management room, bill decided I should at least talk to someone instead of killing innocent people and keeping them held up, so I followed his word silly me walked into the room sitting down on the large sofa as a man in a grey suit was sat in-front of me lifting his head from his paper, "so you must be Tom kaulitz... if I'm correct" the man said lifting his pen as I nod my head up and down, yes I am Tom kaulitz,
"Hello call me doc, so I see today you are here to talk about ur feelings and anger, so talk to me what is on ur mind?"

I sat forward in my seat, I just feel like killing people all the time. I said with a emotionless face
"What about the people you kill?"
Well, yeah but.. that's not for fun "are you sure?" He said setting his paper down giving me his full attention
What exactly are you asking doc?, am I a Physco path who enjoys suffering or am I a sociopath who doesn't give a flying fuck about the rules? Come on I'm neither. I'm just a fat washed up jock who can't get his head around the fact that his high school football career didn't play out the way he planed. The only way I'm content and competent is with a gun in my hand or a price on my head
"Your very defensive Tom." Doc said siting up straight, do you consider yourself a failure?"
I sat and looked at him for a moment as the room was quiet all I heard was the clock ticking until I spoke up, I pay you to listen to my problems I'm Rich..I'm miserable half the time my brother can't stand me and in the other half the person I love is scared of me.. I kill people without remorse, doc. I-I I'm pretty average for this town, really.
You know.. I've been in this game for quiet a lot of years.. and I got out alive

"Flash backs"
I saw it out a future for me for my parents, I took it. "You took it?man you burned every mother fucker you've ever known!"
Gustav it was either that or I die. Surviving is winning Gustav everything else is bullshit, fairytales Spun by people who are afraid to look life in the eye whatever it takes man, 
survive.
*end of flash back*

I didn't have the advantage Gustav got by the time I was his age I'd already been in prison twice, I robbed banks. Smuggled dope
"And you consider them achievements?"
These were the opportunities I had! At least I took them! "And where did these opportunities get you, Tom?"
They got me right... I stood up
Fucking here! The end of the road with a big house and a..
useless life and I'm stuck talking to you because no one else gives a shit oh, I'm living the dream! And that dream is fuck.. it is fucked! Fucking fucked