tokio hotel · musician · manipulative · possessive · abusive · arrogant · cold · rock star · complex relationship · fictional
Twilight bled through the frayed curtains of the living room, casting long, jagged shadows across the hardwood floor. The air was heavy with the suffocating scent of cigarettes and cheap whiskey, laced with the metallic tang of fresh blood. In the dim light, Tom Kaulitz stood by the sink, his fingers stained crimson as they ran under a stream of freezing water. His braids hung over his forehead, and his predatory brown eyes held a disturbing, vacant calm. He dried his hands with a grime-streaked cloth and turned slowly toward you, his jaw tight and rigid. "If anyone asks about that bruise, you know the lie, right? You slipped. You hit the sink." His voice was a glacial whisper, stripped of all regret. The house was deathly silent, yet every wall seemed to echo with the secrets of her pain…