"You are sick.. you need to be admitted to a mental institute." I shouted at him.

To my surprise, his cold expression didn't change. He reached the door after Bill had left the room."Get dressed and come down for lunch." He demanded before leaving the room.

I got up angrily, and that's when I noticed I had nothing under the blanket, just a little underwear that was my only protector last night. I spotted my dress on the floor, which was now all torn. He was rough, but that wasn't surprising.

I sighed and opened the door that led me to the big bathroom, which was almost the size of my own room. I quickly turned on the hot water and stepped in, letting it rain down on my whole body.

I started to rub myself under the water, trying to cleanse all the touches he had left on my body. I scrubbed my skin so hard that it felt like it could be ripped off at any moment. I felt disgusted and ashamed, thinking about how he touched me last night, like I was his toy.

A few tears came running down my cheeks, but they faded away with the hot water streaming on my face. I have to be strong, I have to handle these situations somehow; he could never break me. I will not let him. I have a life, and I will not let him destroy it and take me to his dark world.

I turned off the water and stepped out of the shower, glancing at myself in the mirror. Dimples had appeared under my eyes, and there was a small wound on the side of my lip.

I sighed before making my way back into the room. With no other choice, I reluctantly put on the shirt that Tom had thrown at me last night. His bitter scent still lingered on the shirt, which bothered me, but it seemed like my only option.

As I let my wet hair dry out, I gazed outside the big window, and it became apparent that there was no chance of escaping this hell. The house was surrounded by giant gates, and a few guards were stationed beside the doors, blocking every possible way to escape.

Suddenly, I jumped out of my place, startled by the sound of the door. I turned back to see Yumi bursting into the room, her head down, and quickly making her way to a table where she grabbed a pack of cigarettes.

"Yumi.." I called her name but she turned back towards the door without glancing at me.

"Yumi, wait..." I said, spotting her and following her out of the room. I tried to get her attention by grabbing her hand, but she freed her arm from my grasp and continued walking down the stairs. Frustrated, I mumbled, "Bitch," and slowly followed behind her, analyzing the house as I went.

She reached the kitchen, and I cautiously moved inside, standing behind her to observe everyone present, except for Gustav. "Morning," Morgan smiled widely, causing George to give her a strange look.

I nodded shyly and stepped aside, giving Yumi space. She rushed to Tom and quickly tried to sit on his lap, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, but Tom's gaze was locked on me, and I could feel his intense stare.

My head down, I slowly made my way to the table where I found an empty seat, far away from him. As I was about to sat down, he suddenly pushed Yumi hard away from him.

"You sit here." He said to me, pointing at his lap.

"Tome...baby, no. Let me sit," Yumi whined softly, but he kept his eyes locked on me and demanded sharply, "I said you'll sit here."

"No." I yelled back.

He got up to his seat angrily, causing a few glasses to fall off the table and shatter into pieces. I jumped out of my place in fear, knowing that his calm expression was now gone, and the situation had become tense.

He stepped out but Yumi stood in front of him, grabbing his arm."Noo.." She said which caused Tom to snap at her, pushing her hard onto the wall. I wanted to stop him but seeing her in pain made me realize that I'll be next if I make another move. So, I stood silent as he grabbed my wrist tightly and pulled me over. He made me sit on his lap, wrapping his arms around my waist as I watched Yumi in silence.

She slowly got up to her feet and gazed at me with tears in her eyes before running off the kitchen. She was in love and her seeing Tom with me was boiling her blood and I didn't want that.

As Loren gazed at me with an odd expression, she broke the silence and asked, "Lisa, do you want some?" pointing at the food.

"Not hungry." I mumbled; I lied. My stomach was aching, twisting, churning, yet I wasn't eating, I wasn't going to get comfortable here.

I sat there uncomfortably, while he was eating his food like an idiot, talking to his brothers about the things that I couldn't understand at all, not that I was interested.

"Tom, come with me to pick up Ria. I need to take care of a few things before getting there," Bill said, lighting up a cigarette that was between his lips.

Tom nodded and I felt a sense of relief as He got up with Bill and pulled me along with himself out of the kitchen.

•••

We had finally stopped in front of the hospital after making So many stops between our way to here. My heart started racing fast when I took a look at the hospital, where I last saw my best friend, where I saw an innocent man dying slowly before my eyes, where Tom's lips were on mine for the first time.

We made our way into the hospital and Bill disappeared with a few doctors to get Ria and I waited unconsciously beside Tom. I gazed at a few young nurses who were glancing at Tom and giggling.

"Hey ladies." Tom approached them with an smirk and it made me sick to see him sucking up to some big breasted blondes.

They both giggled and looked at each other before back at Tom "Who are you?" They asked with an Russian accent.

"I'm Tom Kaulitz, ask around, people know me" He smirked.

"Really, you famous around here or something?" The green eyed one said, I could only tell the difference by their eyes.

"You could say so." Tom said leaning over her, taking a good look down her top.

"Ugh..." I said in disgust before hearing my name being said.

I turned behind me, looking for the voice when I saw the same man that I had spoken to in the elevator, the one who thought he could help me.

He signaled me over and I quickly glanced over at Tom realizing he was too occupied with the blondes to notice me. I quickly turned down an isle and met up with the stranger from the elevator.

"Lisa right? " He said, his dark brown hair sprawled messily around his face; it just hit me how attractive he was.

"Yes?"

"What are you doing here again?" He asked, leaning against a rack.

"Tom." I sighed.

"He brought you here? He's here now?" He asked urgency in his voice.

"Yeah, we're supposed to be waiting for my friend but blonde bimbos with big breasts are much more important than her."

"What's the matter?" He suddenly said, as if he didn't hear anything I just said.

I finally made eye contact "Nothing." I said confused.

He reached out for me, hesitating a bit before gently stroking my cheek. "You look so.. broken." He said.

It felt weird, being touched so gently, so carefully, I was getting used to Tom being so rough, throwing me around, squeezing me to the point my blood couldn't circulate. I was used to his rough hands, not this man's gentle touch.

"What's wrong Lisa? You can tell me, I told you I can help you remember." He said.

His voice was so soft, like he was actually capable of helping me. "Lisa!" Tom's dark rough voice snapped from the isle behind me, he was close, he must've heard...and that's when it hit me, I still did not know his name.

"I'm going to come back for you." He said before running off.

My heart sank, I actually thought he was going to help, but he abandoned me, left me behind for Tom to attack. "Who were you talking to?" Tom snapped at me before grabbing my shoulders and roughly spinning me to face him.

I still couldn't look at him, my eyes were already beginning to water from the false hope that stranger had caused. "Lisa! Look at me!" He said, shaking me roughly.

Suddenly his hand slapped me hard across the face and I fell onto the ground.

"Fucking look at ME!" He yelled at me, staring down at my limp body lying on the floor.

I Stood up to my feet and did as he said, I looked straight into his dark eyes."You make me sick." I mumbled "You make me sick!" I screamed at him, tears flooding down my face.

He grabbed my shoulders, smashing me hard against the Wall. "Shut your fucking mouth!" Tom yelled at me, now pulling his body against mine. "You think you can talk to me like that?" Tom said crushing me beneath him.

He thrusts himself against me on the wall and smirked at me as I whined from the burst of tingling sensations building inside of me "I should fuck you right now, let everybody watch as I fuck you up!" He said before pushing his tight between my legs. "And I'll make it messy too, I'll make you fucking scream!" He yelled at me again while causing me pain from his thigh's squeezing between my legs.

Embarrassed I glanced around, there wasn't much people but I was feeling ashamed as their eyes were on us.

I tried to push him away but his rough hand that felt so different to the man's of false hope grabbed my face and made me look at him as I choked on tears. His eyes that were full of anger were now filled with sadness but he didn't let go of his hard grasp on my face. "You don't talk to other men!" He yelled at me before releasing me and I fell to my knees.

I was so angry, so angry that he made me cry, that he humiliated me, I only broke down because of the despair feeling that the stranger gave me. The way his hand felt so soft and so caring, then to be suddenly thrown back into the domain of Tom Kaulitz...it broke me.

Tom stood up and looked away. "Get up." He said, still looking away from me.

I got up angrily, wiping the tears on my face. I was now up and just standing behind him, my head down. He turned to me and was at my face in seconds, one of his hands slid down my arm before snaking around my waist and the other stroked my hair as he backed me up against a wall. "Now.." He stroked my face softly, just as the stranger did but more intense.

"..Please..." He wiped away a tear that had settled at the corner of my eye "Behave." He whispered against my ear and then gently kissed my lips, not caring that I didn't kiss back; it was so gentle that it didn't need my lips to move.

He stroked my face gently one last time before pulling himself away from me and beginning to walk back down to the hallway, where Bill had been minutes ago.

I slowly walked behind him But then suddenly all the lights in the hallway shut off and I was left in the dark, Alone.

Everyone in our floor started to gasp, panicked of the sudden shutdown. Some started calling for help as everything around us was now dark, nothing was visible and my eyes were wide and my ears were pricked up, ready for any little noise that didn't seem right.

I heard Tom yelled a 'fuck' and my eyes shot over to my right from which his voice came from.

I slightly moved away from his direction, I couldn't see him so I was being as careful and quiet as possible; I had no idea how close he was.

I began taking little steps backwards when I suddenly crashed into someone.

I gasp loudly, causing my hands to quickly fly to my mouth, but I then realized it wasn't my hands that had cupped my mouth in an attempt to keep me quiet.

I felt an arm grab me around my waist and pull me against them, so I screamed. My scream was muffled and hardly detectable because of all the fuss the people were causing.

"What's going on?" A lady said. "The elevator is Off!" One man said "How are we going to get out of here?!" Another man whined.

I struggled against the man's hold; I knew it was a man because I felt his muscles as I struggled. I flew myself around in his arms. "Help!" I managed to choke out "Tom!" I called to him; I screamed to him...I needed him.

"Lisa!" Tom immediately yelled back, worries clear in his voice as he tried to figure out were the ruckus was coming from, where I was.

I continued to jump and push and yank in this man's hold "Let go of me!" I managed to whine before his hand was over my mouth again.

"Ugh!" I groaned as the man pulled me against him roughly.

"Calm down!" The man's voice hissed at me urgently "I'm trying to.." He was cut short, for I had kneed him in the one place I knew would really slow him down.

He slightly weakened his grasp on my mouth but not my waist, so I took what I got "Tom!" I yelled again, still thrashing my body around "Get off me!" I whined trying to struggle free from his very restricted hold.

"Get off her!" Tom yelled angrily, poison in his voice, "Don't fucking touch her!" He yelled again, that same dark poison clear in his voice, "Lisa!"

"I'm trying!" I yelled "Tom, please." I cried out, now the panic was getting the best of me.

He continued saying my name, trying to find me. I felt a second pair of hands and began to freak thinking it was a partner of this stranger's coming to take me away, "Tom!" I screamed.

Tom rummaged around my body trying to find the hands that were on me, an uncontrollable squeak came out as he patted me down. I knew once he found the mans arms, for he yanked them roughly from me, causing a piercing scream come from the man, "Hide!" Tom said before pushing me in the opposite direction on the man who had grabbed me.

For once I did as he said and tried to find an open door to get into as I listened to the ruckus Tom and the stranger in the dark were causing.

I heard the heavy breaths from them both, Tom because of his panic trying to find me and the stranger from the dark because of me kneeing him. I knew they had come into contact when I heard a loud thump and a grunt before they crashed into something.

I heard them as they fought, I could picture it all in my head, they punched each other a lot, and I could hear the loud cracks as fists came into contact with faces.

Suddenly I heard a loud sharp breath, it was an inhale, not an exhale and I could tell it was Tom right away, after that quick breath he grunted in agony and I began to worry. "Tom" I said, scared of what was happening to him.

He didn't reply, I just heard a little whisper "Enjoy this while you can, I'll be back to do worse later." And the voice was recognizable, which frightened me.

I heard the stranger run off and I started to feel around for Tom. "Tom! Where are you?" I called, trying to find him.

"Ugh" he grunted again and my hands finally found him.

I patted his stomach, in which my hands were doing to thin air seconds ago and realized I had found him.

"What's wrong" I said, looking at him though I could not see him.

My hands came into contact with a wet liquid and I shot my hands back "Tom, what's wrong?" I said again, but shakier now.

I rubbed my fingers together, trying to figure out what this substance was when the lights all turned on and the red liquid became very clear what it was; blood.

I gasped and quickly looked up at his face that was in agony; he was looking down at me and gave me a little smirk before collapsing on me. His heavy body fell on me and I fell down to my knees with him in my arms.

He leant on me, his hands over his bloody wound. The blood had seeped through his shirt and was now rubbing onto mine with his body on me "Tom!" I yelled scared that he had passed out.

"Someone help!" I yelled.

I didn't understand why I was worried for him, I hated him, he made me sick, he ruined my life, yet he had saved me again but all this is caused by him to begin with. Still, I couldn't leave him."Please Tom, please, please open your eyes.." The words just stuttered on out and I couldn't make sense of them.

He grunted, "I knew you liked me." He said cockily with a slight smile before going silent again.

"No I don't!" I said, almost in tears, holding him hard against me "I hate you, I really do." I was now in tears, "I hate you Tom Kaulitz, I hate you." I smacked him in the back, aggravated at how I was so scared for him.

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