Nightmare-tom kaulitz

Darkside of fame

Bill's POV:

The room is cold, it's making me insane. The circulation to my hands is back, but I can barely move. This woman, Holly, forced me to drink something. It tasted just like water so I didn't fight as much, but I think she drugged me. The room is spinning and I can't move my limbs from the waist and down. I'm scared.

There's a bed to the far right and a naked lightbulb in the middle of the room. But there's also a mattress on the floor and I can't figure out why. Tom isn't here. True isn't here. I have no idea where I am or where they are, and not knowing is terrifying. I want to cry and I want to scream, but the drugs make it impossible to do anything.
I'm forced to just sit and wait for something to happen or for someone to rescue me. I heard True shouting for Tom, I think she might have gotten out of the basement. But I heard some of them talking after that and a loud thump. I don't think she escaped.
The good thing is that I'm not cuffed or bound to something. Which is probably because I can't move anyway. There's no way I could escape. These people are really bold though. Just leaving me alone in a room without being bound to anything - putting all of their trust in the drugs.
But I wasn't left alone for long. Someone came into the room. It was Holly. Her walk made her look very calm. Just like she acted in the basement. I get flashbacks of when she dragged me out of the basement and drugged me. And the way she touched my face. The way she looked at me.

"Well... John has had his fun with Tracy. I think Macy is still too shy to ask someone to move Tracy away. She's like... glued to Tom now. Pathetic. Soon I think that we'll have to drag her back to the basement. Or... maybe we should let her stay in the room so she can watch Macy and Tom together." Holly says, walking slowly but surely towards me and smiling like she's enjoying talking about hurting my brother and True.

"Why are you doing this? What's wrong with you?" I say, weakly. I know I should be angry but I don't actually feel the anger. I don't feel anything. I don't know what these drugs are, but I really wanna have sex.

"I can see the drugs are doing it's thing." Holly says, avoiding my questions that I finally got out of my mouth with so much struggle.
Holly leans down and unbuckles my pants. I want to stop her, but I can't move my arms. My whole body feels heavy like I'm filled with rocks.
She takes off her pants and sits down on top of my legs. I didn't think I could feel anything in my whole body, but I can feel her warmth. She pulls my pants and underwear down enough so she has access. Oh shit.
Her hand reaches down my pants and grabs my dick. My breathing gets louder and I want to mover her from me. I can barely see her face clearly. That might be a good thing. Maybe the drugs will make me forget all of this.
With blurry vision, I can still see that I'm hard. No matter how much I don't want to, it's somehow still working.

"That was easier than I expected." Holly says triumphantly. I still can't feel any anger.

"Go fuck yourself." I whisper. I don't sound nearly as angry as I wanted to sound.

"Nah... actually, I'm gonna fuck you!" She says with so much excitement that she scares me.
With blurry vision, I see her pull her panties aside and she sits down on my dick and starts riding me. She moans and I hear myself whimper. I didn't think it was possible, but a tear rolls down my cheek.

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Trudy's POV:

Someone wakes me up from a peacefull slumber. I was so comfortable resting my head against Tom's chest. It made me fall asleep in seconds. No dreams. Just peace. But when I wake up, I'm back in a nightmare.

"Don't... please don't..." Tom mumbles and I feel Johns arms around me. I'm stronger now, but not strong enough to fight back. If I try, I know I'll just collapse om the floor. John picks me up and carries me unwillingly away from Tom.

"No... Tom..." I say, not strong enough to scream. I reach a hand out for him and suddenly a door closes between us and I can't see him.

"Where are you taking me? What will happen to Tom?" I ask John. He smiles smug.

"One question at a time sweetheart. You know... I get why Tom likes you so much. You... you're really tight. So fun to play with." John says smiling like he's won the lotterly and has decided to spend all of the money on drugs and alcohol.

"Tom doesn't like me because of the sex. He loves me." I mumble angrily. He scoffs as if he doesn't believe me.

"Riiiight... keep on dreaming sweetheart. Well... Macy is gonna do the same to Tom as Holly is probably doing to Bill right now. Have fun." John says and the words sting in my heart like a knife. I know what he means by it. Even with the headache, I am still fully able to think clearly now. Just because I'm physically weak doesn't mean I'm also mentally weak.

"Where are you taking me?" I ask as he keeps walking.

"I just need to get you out of the way for now. Maybe clean you up a little. Basement." John says and turns around a corner. The sorroundings become familiar. He's taking me back down to the basement.
I stop talking to him. I hate listening to his voice. I need to save my strength which will be a lot easier if I'm alone. Alone so I can think. And away from John. The worst part is that I can hear Tom struggling, screaming and thumping on the floor. And then suddenly the noises stop.

Tom's POV:

Macy sticks a needle into my arm and I whimper at the painful sting. A second later, my body feels incredibly relaxed. Too relaxed. It's unnatural. My vision gets blurry and I open my eyes as wide as I can so see as much as I can. My body isn't numb, but limp. I can feel what Macy is doing. I feel the need to push her away, stop her from raping me, but I can't move. I can't move...

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