☆Lina's POV☆
"Breaking news! Two females reported to be prostitutes were found murdered and dumped on the side of the road in a ditch. There were clothes in disarray and a single gunshot wound to the head. They were killed execution style by the infamous gang leader Tom Kaulitz, " the female news reporter said. I watched the TV silently in Tom's room. I was sitting on my knees on the bed holding onto a pillow. I fell over on my knees as I heard her say his name. Those poor girls..
The door to the room opened, and Tom walked in, closing it behind him. I started breathing heavily, knowing I'm alone with him right now. He didn't look at me or even acknowledge that I was in the room.
He walked over to his closet and opened it, picking out a new outfit. He took off his shirt, showing his toned body. His muscles and abs were on display. I looked back at the TV because it was wrong to look at him like that. But honestly, I couldn't stop myself from falling in love with his body. I know it's wrong, but.. he is hot..
I shook my head, trying to shake the thoughts in my head. I didn't notice him walking to the bed and standing next to me. But when I did, I froze, I didn't look at him, but he was looking down at me. His head was tilted, and he brought his hand up to my face. He put his hand under my chin and turned my face to face him. "Look at me," his voice was low, breathy, and seductive. My eyes met his. The way he was looking at me was different than any other time. It was one of those rare times when he would be "nice" to me.
He sighed and leaned my face further up as he leaned down to me. His head tilted, and so did mine. Our faces inches from each other. We were both staring at each other's lips. Breathing out slowly. He looked into my eyes and then smirked. "You're scared of me, aren't you, Lina?" He said. It caught me off guard, and I looked back up at his eyes.
"See.. I'm looking at you.. like.. I want you." He said, letting go of my face and leaning back up, standing in front of me. "And you're looking at me like you don't want me to kiss you. Like you want to run out that door right now, " He said, chuckling. He leaned back down, putting his hands on either side of me. Sorta trapping me.
"Is that what you want to do?" He asked, tilting his head. "You haven't spoken negatively to me.. you haven't fought me or disobeyed me. But I can see that you want to"
I looked at him, my eyes stinging. I wanted to cry in this moment because even now, I can't hide how I feel from him. He could read me even when I didn't want to be read. I can't hide anything.
He looked down and nodded before standing back up. He moved to the side and put his hands in his pocket. "Go ahead," he said.
He leaned down and whispered into my ear, "Run."
I immediately got up and ran for the door, but before I could reach it, He grabbed me and threw me back on the bed. "That's it!" He laughed. "Again!"
I got back up and ran to the door again. He again grabbed me and threw me to the bed, laughing like a maniac. "Yes!" He smiled at me widely. "Fuck! Again!" He laughed.
He took this as a game. He was letting me know no matter how fast I ran. No matter how far I get, I'll never escape him.
I got back up again and ran faster. Trying harder. But he caught me. He threw me on the bed harder this time and held me down. "God Lina your so fucking hot!" He smiled. He slammed his lips into mine, moving them at a rough rhythm. I stayed there, motionless. Brealy kissing him back.
He started grabbing me, grouping me. Touching me in ways that I hated. But I didn't react. I wasn't gonna give him the satisfaction of getting a rise out of me.
He broke the kiss, a string of saliva connecting our lips. He leaned up and looked at my emotionless expression. He groaned and got off me.
"Fuck Lina! No matter what I do you won't fucking do anything!" He yelled. He leaned back over me and grabbed my face roughly. He stared down at me with anger on his face. "Maybe.. I should do it again, huh?" He smiled
"Maybe I should just fuck you! Huh?! Maybe that's what you want, right? You want me to use you?!" He yelled like a maniac. He started unbuckling his pants, pulling them down. "That what you want, baby?" He whispered in my ear.
I shook my head no, and he looked down at me. He smiled down at me, "Then act right," he laughed.
I don't understand. I'm doing everything he says, and yet I'm still disobeying him in his eyes.. I never win, do I? His eyes were filled with anger, and he got off me. He pulled his pants back up but didn't buckle them back yet.
Someone knocked on the room door, and it opened slightly. "Lina?" Jenna said as she peaked her head around the corner. She stood there stund by what she was seeing.
Tom turned to look at her and smirked. He ran up to her fast before she could slip back out the door. He grabbed her by her hair and yanked her in the room fully. "Ahh!" She screamed and fell on the floor, kicking her feet as he dragged her. He dragged her in front of me and held her hair and one of her arms behind her back. "Argh," she groaned
"You've never really cared much about yourself. But you've always cared for this whore" He spat at me. "How about I just fuck her instead then huh?!" He smiled maniacly.
"Get your hands off of me!" She yelled at him, making him yank her head back to look at him.
"Shut the fuck up." He whispered in her ear. He pulled his pants back down and pulled her skirt up. He was too focused on her that he didn't notice me get up out of bed. I walked up behind him and grabbed his gun from the armchair next to him. When he finally looked up from Jenna and looked at the spot on the bed where I was just at, he froze.
"Turn around." I said, my voice cold and stern.
He threw Jenna to the floor as he turned around. He smiled widely at the scene in front of him. He began to laugh like he was the Joker "Fuck I missed you so much"
I was holding the gun up to him, my eyes narrowed and my eyebrows furrowed. "I swear if you lay a single fucking hand on her I will kill you right here right now" I said. He lowered his head and continued to smiled, his eyes looked up at me through his eyebrows. He looked like a psychopath, a hot one at that..
"Shoot me."
