Nightmare-tom kaulitz

Told ya so

"You won't get out of here, True." The man says. His eyes are green. I hate the way they look at me. The same way Tom looked at me the first time we met. But he isn't Tom.
Holly took Bill with her out of the basement. I don't know where. I tried to figure it out but nobody would tell me anything. The only good thing happening right now is that the man with the green eyes is untying me.
Macy walks up the stairs and closes the door behind her. I can hear the lock click.

"My name... is John..." The man says while untying the rope around my hands. When I'm finally free, I stand up as fast as possible and run up the stairs before John can catch up to me. I kick and rip at the locked door, but before I can manage to kick it open, John has caught up to me and grabs me by the waist and picks me up like a child. He carries me down the stairs and throw me on a mattress that just magically appeared.
When I land, the part of my head that hurts hit the mattress hard and I wince and close my eyes in pain.

"Argh..." I say and touch my head. I can feel the big bruise underneath my hair. While I'm so focussed on the bruise and the pain, I don't notice that John has crawled on top of me.
John grabs my wrists and hold them down on the mattress on each side of my head. His shiny green eyes seem much more terrifying now than before.
He got between my legs with no problem at all. I tried to fight but he is much stronger than he looks. Now he has me trapped under him and I can't get away. The tears build up when it's clear that John is going to rape me, and nobody can stop it.
I don't know where Tom or Bill is, and something similar might be happening to them right now, wherever they are. There's no help to call for, but I call anyway.

"HELP! SOMEBODY HELP ME! Tom!!!" I scream and John grabs both of my hands with only one of his hands so he can shut me up with the other one. He covers my mouth. I try to shake his hand off, but when that doesn't work, I open my mouth as wide as I can and bite down on whatever skin I can grab from his palm. I taste blood.

"ARGH! You bitch!" John screams and has to let me go so he can look at his hand. After fighting a hater yesterday, this feels like I've already done it before. While my hands are free, I punch John across the face. This time, I hit almost as hard as Tom hit the hater.
John falls to the side and supports himself with his unwounded hand. Blood is dripping on my clothes and on the mattress, but I don't care. I need to get out of here.
I know from before that the door is locked. It's going to take a lot of kicking and effort to break the lock. I need more time. I have to knock John almost completely unconcious.

I kick him in the dick as the first thing. He grabs it as he cries out in pain, and I like it. I kick him over and over again, treating him as practice for kicking down the door soon.
Once he's caughing up blood, I punch him in the face one more time, ripping his eyebrow as well as his lip from the first punch. I decide that he won't be able to walk for the next minute or two and I take the chance to go and kick down the door.
I kick and kick and kick until both my feet hurt too much for me to keep kicking, and then I use my shoulders. I build up force and smash against the door with the side of my arm. That hurts a lot more than you would think from seeing it in movies.
Now I can see that the door is giving in. It's a thin door and I calculate that only one or two more kicks will knock it down. I can hear John coming back to life at the bottom of the stairs, so I hurry with the final kick.
BANG! The door crashes open and smacks into the wall behind it. I don't know where I am now, but I can see that it's a fairly big house.

"TOM! WHERE ARE YOU, TOM!!!" I scream and run further into the house, hoping that I'm going in the direction I'm supposed to.

"TRUE! I'M HERE! HELP!!!" Tom screams. I know where the sound is coming from and I follow it from memory. I run and run as fast as I can towards the sound. Eventually I feel like I've lost sense of where it came from. I look around at all of the doors, but I'm afraid to open any of them. What if it's one of the people who kidnapped us inside?

"True!" Tom shouts and now I know exactly where he is. It's coming from an open door a little further into the house. I run towards it and run inside. There, on the floor tied to a radiator, is Tom.

"Fuck yeah!!!" Tom exclaims when he sees me in the doorway. But then his smile fades. I don't know why. He's about to say something with panic screaming in his voice, but I only hear half of it.
"True, behind..."
I get knocked out again and I hit the floor with a thump.

***

When I wake up, I'm not cold and I'm getting blood to my hands unlike in the basement. But my eyesight is blurry and my head is spinning. I can see silhuets of two people standing somwhere in the room and Tom tied to the radiator still, but it's all blurry. I can hear that they are talking, but my ears are ringing and I can only hear mumbles.

"Tom..." I try to say, but it only comes out as a whisper. I can barely even hear my own voice. For once in my life, I can't even hear my own thoughts, and it's terrifying.
Tom turns his head and I can see that he's trying to move. He shouts something that sounds like my name. My already bad eyesight gets even worse when one of my eyes get covered in something red. I can't see through it. It runs warmly down my face and onto my mouth. It's salty. It's my blood. Running down my face from where I was hit.

Who I assume is John, steps in front of me and leans down. His face is just inches from mine and I can smell his breath. My senses are getting better and now I can hear what he says.

"You can't get out. Told ya so!"

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