Jealous Girl

~Jealous girl (1)~

8 months ago

They both were staring at me, I was scared their faces were serious. I didn't know what's happening but this wasn't something good and I knew it, those people never been so serious.

"You're 18 already." My dad voice echoes through the kitchen. "Yes? And?" I whispered, I was afraid to even rise my voice. "And? We are tired of your shit. I and your mother deserve to have our time alone as well." Dad voice was serious, I've never heard him this serious and it scares me.

"Rosalie. Your dad is right, you're already 18 and we think you should find your own place where to live." When she said 'Rosalie' not 'Rose' I knew that she was serious. Rose is my nickname my mother gave me when i was 5 years old. "What do you mean you both are tired of my shit? What I did wrong?" I felt anger rise in me, how? how my own parents can just say that to me?

"Because we took care of you all these 18 years, we fed you, bought you clothes, we put up with your teenage years and now we are asking you to do us a favor." My dad said, this wasn't my dad anymore I didn't even know who was it at the moment.

I stood up from my chair. "Because I am your child! It's your responsibility!" I was close to breaking down, but I tried to hold it I didn't want them to see how weak I am. "Now you're 18, and you're not a child anymore." That woman said who I called a mother. "We won't wait any longer, you take your things and leave now, or I will do it myself." I heard anger in his voice.

I feel tears threaten to spill, but I force myself to hold them. I close my eyes and took a few deep breaths to collect myself. "I can't believe I called you both my parents." With that I ran upstairs to take my things and leave. I didn't want to be in this house anymore not even near this called home.

I ran downstairs, I didn't even bother to look at them. They both were saying something to me but I didn't hear a shit, I was so angry and so upset that I didn't even want to hear their names anymore. I didn't even want to see their faces.

After I opened front door to step out, I let out a breath that I was holding in all this time, wind hit my tear stained cheeks. It felt so good to finally get out of that hellhole called home.

Luckily I had bought tickets to Berlin like a week ago. While I was in the airport I already found a dorm where I can stay for a while. Only thing I knew is that I will have a roommate and his name is Tom Kaulitz. That's all I knew about him.

While I was waiting for my flight I started to think about my future roommate. What if he is hot? What if he is older than me? What if he is younger? What if he doesn't shower or use deodorant? I hate when boys stink.

While I was thinking and had those what if's I almost forgot about my flight, I had only 5 minutes left so I started to run as fast as I could.

After 16 hours

After what felt like eternity I was finally in Berlin. The city is very beautiful not like US there is a lot of beautiful parks, nature and of course a lot of Germans.

When I finally got my keys to my dorm, I was standing in front of the door and it said Zimmer 345
"What the fuck is zimmer?" I was confused since I don't know a word in German maybe only one and it's Danke. I took my phone out and translated, that word it means room.

Suddenly I heard a loud music coming from my dorm and that's when i remembered that I won't be alone. "Fuck, does that dude even know that he has a roommate?" I cursed quietly. I was nervous really nervous, I stood there for like 20 minutes trying to think what I will say when he opens the door.

When I finally had the balls to knock, I knocked softly but no one opened. When I was ready to knock again someone opened the door and I look up at the one who opened the door. "Wer bist du?" Someone said. I stayed quiet because I didn't even understand a shit what he said, I felt terrible. "Sorry, I don't speak German." I heard my voice was shaking, my palms were sweating while i felt like my heart will jump out of my throat at any moment.

"Who are you?" That someone had a pretty German accent. "I am a roommate." I finally saw his face and for a moment I thought he is that guy called Tom Kaulitz.

"Are you Tom? Tom Kaulitz I mean?" I thought that I'm gonna throw up at any moment, I've never been this nervous in my whole life. "No, are you his roommate?" The guy asked. I nodded my head a little. Is all Germans so mean?

"Come in." That dude said in his German accent. "Tom is in his room right now so I recommend for you to wait for him." The guy just pointed at his room and walked away, the music was loud, there were a lot of people dancing and drinking and I just stood there like a fool with a big bag in my hands.

And after what felt like years finally! Hallelujah! He came out of his room but not alone, he came out with a girl. At that moment I didn't care, I just needed to get to my room as fast as possible. "Tom!" I screamed so he could hear me, the music was too loud that he didn't even hear me screaming his name so i tried one more time. "Tom!" This time louder but nothing still. "Fucking hell." I cursed under my breath, I was so tired after the flight that I just walked towards him and screamed again. "Tom!" Finally he turned and looked at me.

"Wer zum Teufel bist du?" He said, his voice already annoyed me. "I don't speak fucking German neither understand it." I said annoyed, no way I will need to say this to everyone I will meet. "Bad for you, fuck. Who the fuck are you?" His German accent was hot but for me it was annoying as hell, maybe because how he was talking with me? Or because our meeting started with some kind of misunderstanding?