Tom Kaulitz

♡Part 36♡

Finally after hours and HOURS of taking down a trillion pictures, Jayla and I threw ourselves onto my bed. "I can't believe we just did ALL of that." Jayla slaps a hand onto her forehead. "Why do you have so many pictures of you guys?"

I chuckled, "I don't know man I was in love." I turn to face Jayla. "So.. when do you think they'll be back?"

Jayla looked at me suspiciously. "Why do you wanna know?"

I rolled my eyes and gently hit her. "Not because of Tom idiot. I just wanna see Georg and Gustav again."

"What about Bill?"

I avoided eye contact with her. "I don't know.. I mean he probably doesn't even like me anymore."

"Oh come on don't say that. He might still wanna see you." Jayla sat up.

"You know— I always wondered why they never visited the hospital. It's like they didn't really care you know?" I sit up too.

"Well I mean.. I don't think anybody would've wanted to see you in that state."

Honestly, now that I think about it, I wouldn't wanna see me in that state either.

Jaylas phone begins to ring. She pulls it out of her back pocket and opens the phone. The look on her face when she saw who it was got me concerned.

"What? Who is it?" I ask crawling over to her. I look at the phone and read the name flashing across her screen. Tom.

Of course it had to be Tom. But you know what i don't care. Not one bit. Not at all. Not ever again.

"Do you want me to pick it up?" Jayla glances at me.

"Do whatever you want." I shrug my shoulders.

Jayla clicks the answer button.

"Hello?" Jayla says. Tom's voice came through the line, "Hey, how are you Jay?"

Jayla glanced at me clearly uncomfortable. "Um I'm fine I guess.. it's random for you to call right now don't you think?"

Tom was silent, "Jayla... you know Kiara got discharged today right?"

A sinking feeling washed over me.

Okay so he does think of me? Or at least remembered I was getting out today.

"Oh yeah I know. But why do you suddenly care?" Jayla sounds a tad bit annoyed. "What do you mean? I've always cared." Tom says.

I would say something right now but I also really wanna hear what else he has to say.

"I know we haven't spoken in a long time but that whole thing with Kiara was a huge mess. It took over my mental health and I just decided to let go. I just wanna know if she's okay right now." Tom sounded really sincere about it.

Knots twisted in my stomach and once again a lump formed in my throat.

Jayla chews on her lip, thinking on what to say. "She's fine."

Silence.

"Did she.. ever mention me?" Tom's voice got quieter.

Jayla sighs, "No, not once."

Tom hangs up.

I completely zone out.

Okay so maybe he does miss me. I mean he called Jayla after a really really long time to check up on me. That means something. It means that he actually cares and thinks about me. But then again I'm still angry.

"Are you hungry? I'm starving." I say. Jayla grins. "We can bake something or get takeout." I chuckle. "The sound out of takeout sounds way better."

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I finally finish painting Jaylas nails. "Okay my turn!" I quickly place my hands on the table, ready for my manicure. "What color would you like ma'am?"  I look at the variety of colors scattered on the table. "Hmm.." My eyes land on a glittery light blue. "That one." I point to it."

Jayla picks it up and places it on the side. She grabs the cuticle cutter and begins her work. "I hope you know how to do this." I chuckle. "I've been practicing." Jayla says, focused on my nails.

Dad walks into the living room. "Hey girls, whatcha doin?" Dad walks over to the both of us, placing down his cup of water and sitting down next to me.

"Nails" I reply.

"Ooo pretty color you chose." He picks up the nail polish. "Yeah" I grin as my dad opens it up and sniffs the nail polish. He groans, "The smell of nail polish will never get old."

Sounds weird but honestly that's so true.

It's kinda weird seeing everyone again and being back at home. Everything feels different and I really don't like it. I miss when we were all happy and having fun. I've noticed that everything is much quieter.

I frown at the thought.

"So everything's changed." I let out a nervous laugh.

"Mmm nah not really. Almost everything is the exact same way as it was before. Except for you." Jayla says, placing down the cuticle cutter. "Yeah I agree. Most things stayed the same surprisingly. Why? Is it because you miss Tom?" Dad laughs.

Jayla and I go silent, looking at each other awkwardly. "Um- not really. But I mean I really do think a lot has changed since I've last been here. You guys may think nothing has changed but you haven't left for two years straight."

Jayla takes the nail polish away from my dad. "Technically you've been here the whole time. Just not with us." Dad says.

I laugh. "Seriously dad?"

I hear footsteps coming from behind me. I turn around and see my brother Ashton all dressed up in a suit and with a bouquet in his hand.

"Where are you going looking like that?" I tease.

He completely ignores me.

Ashton was really upset about what happened to me and can't even speak or look at me. I don't know why, nobody does. He refuses to speak about it.

I shrug my shoulders and face Jayla again. "One day we'll get it out of him." My dad's hand squeezes my shoulder. "I know." I smile at him and rest my head against his arm.

"So.. Update on Georg and Gustav?" I ask Jayla.

"Uh they should be back by Thursday.. so like three days." Jayla cleans up the nail polish on my finger.

I nod awkwardly.

It's so silent.

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okay i got excited and wrote another part

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