A Beautiful Tragedy || Tom Kaulitz & Bill Kaulitz

Reminiscing

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~ BANG ~ BANG ~ BANG ~

I squealed quietly as I watched my father's body fall to the floor.

"Dad" I cried from under the table as he turned his head towards me.

"Daniela-," he croaked as blood dripped from his mouth. "I-"

~ BANG ~

I let out a gut-wrenching scream as my father's face caved and his flesh flew. I began to hear a few men speak before a loud man groaned.

"Shut it now Idris. Find her!" A man demanded as I began to crawl from under the table.

I hid behind the couch before lifting my head to peak. I ducked back down at the sight of one of the men turning towards me with a gun. I propelled towards the front door in fear.

"She's mine," one of the men said as they snuck behind me and wrapping their arms around my waist. I screamed and began to kick my legs around.

"Let go" I squealed. "Please" I cried.

The man swung me around towards my father as he laid motionless on the mahogany wooden floor. The man who shot my father stood by the pool table lighting a cigar as he grinned. Another man with a lot of tattoos standing beside him with a smug look on his face as he turned away. I locked eyes with him, fake pity covering his face as he tilted his head to the left.

The man holding me let go of me and I fell to the floor next to my dead father. I turned around to face him, looking up into his dark brown eyes.

"What are you going to do to me?" I cried looking up at him in fear.

"They will take you in" he said bending down to my eye level and nodding to the man with a cigar. "Seems that your fathers is gone" he laughed, which sent goosebumps done my spine.

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I quickly opened my eyes trying to catch my breath as I sat up and looked around me. I'm okay I reminded myself. It had been 2 years since being with them and I was safe. I told myself.

I gazed outside my window and stood up with a moan. I dragged myself to the moonlit kitchen a poured myself a cup of water. These nightmares and flashbacks of my past only happen so often but every day I am reminded of them.

I carried my cup to the couch where I looked out at the city. The city lights and the moonlight shining into my apartment. I was grateful I got away. But deep inside I felt them still. I felt as though they were still lingering. I knew it was just my trauma but after going through what I had experienced one could never feel 'safe' again.

I was 17 when I finally escaped the torture hands of my father's rival and his gang. Yet I still felt like I hadn't escaped. I had escaped all the abuse, but I would never escape the constant reminders and violent memories of my time spent with them.

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I fluttered my eyes open and groaned. I hadn't realised I had fallen asleep. I covered my eyes with a surrounding pillow before moaning as I rolled off the couch. I walked over to the bathroom where I turned on the shower and began to undress. Slowly reliving every scar as I reviled them.

Every scar was a reminder of what I had faced and what I had overcome. Yet it was also so upsetting. I was young. Alone.

I'm now 19 and only just finding myself. I've overcome most things from the past. Yet there was still something missing.

I stepped into the shower letting the hot water dowse my body as I smiled. I had always loved the water and getting clean.

After I finished my routine I stepped out. I wrapped a towel around my body as I lightly traced my scars with my fingertips. They had all healed.

~ Ring ~ Ring~

I stepped out of the bathroom holding the towel tight around my body as I searched for my phone. I walked into my bedroom and picked it up and held it to my ear.

"Hello?"

"Hey Dani" Luna squealed from the other end of the phone.

"What's up?" I questioned.

"I miss you" I heard her smile.

"I miss you too" I giggled.

"I'm in town" she squealed.

"No way" I smiled.

"Let's go out tonight," she said excitedly.

"Yes!" I replied hesitantly but trying to sound excited.

"Okay ill come to yours?" she spoke softly.

"Yes come around 4ish maybe" I replied quickly.

"Okay" she answered.

"Ahh i'm so excited" I squealed biting my cheek.

"I'll see you tonight," she said.

I smiled followed by a small "Okay".

"Bye"

"Bye," I dragged out.

I chucked my phone on the bed with a big smile on my face. I hated going out, but I loved Luna and if she wanted to go out I would be there anytime, anywhere.

Fear always lived inside of me but I needed to get over it. I couldn't live in constant fear anymore. I needed to live like a normal 19 year old would.

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I opened the door before being slammed to the floor by Luna. I laughed before trying to lift her off of me.

"I missed you too!" I giggled as she helped me up.

"I know" she fake cried.

"It's only been a couple of months" I rolled my eyes as I handed her a bottle of raspberry vodka.

"I know but it feels like a lifetime" she dragged her feet behind me. "I really need to move back here" she continued.

"My place is always free" I said turning to her.

"I know" she repeated.

We made a stop in the bathroom before we grabbed a speaker and began to play music as loud as it would go. We began to do our makeup and our hair as if we hadn't been apart. After we had finished we walked over to my closet and began to search for an outfit.

"This?" I questioned holding a dress to my body.

"No" Luna shook her head.

"How about-" I started.

"This" Luna said holding a small black dress.

"Hmm okay" I shrugged before she threw it at me.

I laughed before turning around and slowly undressing. I pulled the dress over my hips and shimmed into it. I turned around striking a pose.

"Perfect" Jess grinned looking me up and down.

"Okay now your turn" I laughed turning to the clothing rack.

After what seemed like an hour we had finally found something for her to wear. We walked over to the large mirror in my room and admired ourselves. I had a small black dress on with a cut-out on the waist and a small tie around the chest. I had light makeup and loose curls in my blonde hair. Luna had a small dark red two-piece on with heavy makeup and pin-straight hair.

I grabbed my small pink camera, and we posed in the mirror. We took a couple of pictures before grabbing our bags and walking out of the house in our tall high heels.