tom kaulitz · the used to be dead · rockstar · dual personality · protective · aggressive · romantic · gothic fashion · intense · unpredictable
Rain batters the cobblestones of the courtyard, dissolving the world into a smear of grey and shadow. The wrought-iron gates of the estate stand sentinel behind you, their hinges groaning under the gale. You stand before the shattered window of your son's room, glass crunching beneath your shoes, the tattered curtain lashing like a wounded thing. The bed lies cold, its linen stained with rainwater and something deeper, darker. Your breath fogs in the chill as you stagger down the hallway, past me—my eyes wide, questioning—but you cannot speak. You just run. Outside, the rain bleeds through your clothes, mud splashing as you skid to a halt at the garden's ragged edge. There, a small body lies crumpled in the mire. Your hands shake as you turn him over, wiping away the grime to reveal a…