••Lisa's P.O.V••

I started to worry when Ria didn't show up, I tried to call her several times, to make sure that she's doing good or not but I was left without an answer.

I took a sip of my drink and tried to not think about it. She was probably doing something stupid again like usual and I shouldn't sit here and worry about her all day.

Letting out a sigh, I reached for the TV remote, desperately seeking a distraction. Channel after channel, I scrolled, hoping to find something interesting enough to distract my thoughts. but as I was going on, something caught my attention and Goosebumps prickled my skin as I read his name on the news channel."Tom Kaulitz."

"The murder of four innocent women in Tokyo, The police had found the inanimate bodies at 1:46 am in a parking lot. they had been murdered by multiple shots in their faces, causing them unrecognizable. Their identities are still unclear but .."

I gasped. I hastily turned off the TV in disbelief, I couldn't listen to it for another second. The thought of Ria being with them right now crossed my mind and there was nothing I could do to help."I hope she's alright. "I whispered.

He was really a murder, I had met a real serial killer, The Hands of a murder was on me. although he had back gloves on his hand that he never took off. But still the thought of it gets me sick. the thoughts of me on his shoulder trying to release myself from him, him grabbing me by my wrist and pulling me along with himself. the thought of Ria, my best friend being with them right now and i had no idea if she was dead or alive.

•• Tom's P.O.V••

I inhaled a smoke of my cigarette Before getting out of the car. making my way to the little tiny house that Lisa was in. I swiftly opened the door with Ria's keys and slipped inside. for a moment, I was ready to face Lisa, to see her shock face when she sees my figure in her house, but as was i expected, she was probably sleeping in her bedroom, not knowing that i had break into her house.

I dropped my cigarette on the ground, crushed it beneath my shoe before examining her small house. it was tiny and cheap compared to mine but..it had a strange feeling...a feeling that my house didn't have...A very warm feeling.

I begin to walk around the house while i could hear my footsteps breaking the silent. My attention got drawn to some pictures that were hanging on the wall, a picture of her but much younger and a lady beside her that I was guessing to be her mom. They had the same honey eyes and they looked so much alike but There was a male figure on her other side and his face was ripped out of the picture. Was that her dad?

I ignored my useless thoughts and stole my gaze from it, not that I care about it. but another picture caught my eye, it was just her, looking at the camera with a soft smile, but once again it was her eyes. something was definitely about it and it was getting me lost in it.

"That's so stupid what am I thinking?"I whispered before mentally slapping myself. She's just an annoying girl who should pay for what she did.

I shifted my gaze away in frustration before I opened the nearest room. And there she was, peacefully asleep with a book on her chest while her long black hair had covering her face completely.

I slowly walked towards her before grabbing the book out of her hands. I've never seen a girl with a book around here, maybe there is but the ones that are around me are all hookers and whors. they can't hold on to anything with their hands except for cocks and drugs.

I dropped her book on the floor, expecting her to wake up. but surprisingly she didn't move an inch as if she was in a deep sleep.

I brushed her hair aside, revealing her face that was now shining like a fresh snow under the moonlight. I couldn't help but to take off my gloves, i wanted to touch her, i wanted to feel that softness.

I slowly caressed her face, touching the soft curves of her cheeks and the tender lines of her jaw. slowly going down as my gaze went on her body. Her slim body looked so nice and untouched that I couldn't help myself but to think of the things I could do to her. I wanted to chain her at that moment and drown myself in her until she wouldn't be able to claim her body as hers anymore.

"But it's no fun when your sleep." I whispered before I made my way to the other side of the bed. I lay on it while putting my arms around her, pulling her into my embrace. Now her back was facing me and her naked thighs were on mine. The warmth of her body was so calming and comfortable that I couldn't help but to feel sleepy.

••Lisa's P.O.V••

I was warm, my mind was deep asleep, but I knew I felt warm, like someone was lying beside me, wrapping their arms around me and keeping me warm. I turned and snuggled my head into my savior's wide warm chest. I loved to dream about him, the mysterious man that had no face, no name, no voice; he was a mystery. He was so warm.

"Wake up darling." That was strange, he never spoke to me before, not once did he open his mouth, he just held me safe and tight in his arms, in my dreams.

"Come on Lisa , open those eyes." It was then I recognized the voice, this was no longer a dream, it was a nightmare. The nightmare of my dreams.

I began to stir and my eyes began to flutter open, I felt a cool finger stroking my cheek and stirred a little, before opening my eyes properly. That's when I froze in place, there really was someone lying next to me, I had really snuggled into someone's chest, it wasn't a dream this time. I removed my hand that had rested against the stranger's chest and looked up.

His dark eyes looked back at me, and his evil smile made his lip ring shine in the stream of moonlight that ripped through my room. I gasped and pulled myself away from Tom. I threw myself back with so much force that I fell backwards off the bed. I whined and began to rub my head, as I lay on the floor, my bum in the air. Once I heard his footsteps making their way around my bed I scattered to my knees and slid back against the wall, the pain no longer a worry.

I looked up at his tall figure, "Don't be scared." He said, I could no longer see his face. "Ok, maybe you should be." I could tell by his voice that he was smiling in his sick way.

"I'm not scared of you!" I yelled at him, pulling my baggy shirt down so it would cover me up.

"Big mistake." He said before making his way towards me.

He leant down to me and placed his hand against the side of my face "Don't touch me you jerk." I shouted at him which just caused him to grab my head harder.

But it wasn't the pain that was driving me crazy, it was him. how is he here.. in my room?

"Ho-w... how did... "

"Don't worry darling, I have my ways." He said, still grabbing my head and looking straight into my eyes.

"Go to hell!" I said with a smirk, trying to use his own sick smile.

He grabbed my neck and started to choke me, lifting me up with his hand pinned in my neck's skin and it was making it difficult for me to breathe.

I was eye to eye with him midair. I couldn't breathe anymore and my body was getting sore. I felt like my head would burst out of pressure. "Darling?" He said leaning down to get to my height after lowering my body a little.

"Not feeling too good huh? Who's in hell now?" He chuckled.

I put all my strength on my left hand and grabbed the closest thing that I could before smashing it on his head. He went to his knees as the vase broke on his head.

I started to cough immediately but I saved up all my strength and started to run towards the door of my room but my hand didn't make it to the door as a hand grabbed me by my shoulders and pushed me hard against the wall which made my head starting to spin around.

The impact made me really dizzy, and I felt like I had a really bad migraine. It was silent for a bit, and I was wondering what he was doing. I can't remember where I am, it's just really dark and the place seems to be spinning. "So, you were expecting me tonight." He said and that's when I felt his finger slide under my underwear and pull back so they snapped against my legs, and that's when I managed to push him roughly.

I wasn't thinking, just acting on instinct, my push didn't do much to him, he just let go of me and stumbled back a bit, but me on the other hand, I went stumbling back into my bedside table. It stabbed into my thigh and I winced as I crashed onto the floor. I heard Tom laugh before his hands grabbed a hold of me again, I began to struggle "Let go of me!" I groaned as I pushed and kicked, but I was so dizzy and uncoordinated that I did no harm.

He chuckled again, "Calm down." I felt him turn me and then he pushed me so I landed on my bed.

I felt him get close to me, I felt his legs brushed against mine and he leant down so he was just hovering over me." You get some rest so you can contemplate your surroundings, then you're getting dressed and coming with me." His hot breath sent shivers down my spine and neck before he pulled himself from me.

A few minutes passed and I finally stopped feeling sick. I now knew I was in my room and Tom was sitting in the corner of my room waiting for me to get better. I stayed still, my eyes wandered to Tom who was smoking a cigarette. His head down. I glanced at the door and decided to run for it without hesitation.

quickly got up and sprinted for the door. I opened it and got out but knew that the loud thuds from behind me were getting louder; I knew he'd have me any second now.

His arms wrapped around my waist and he threw me against a wall with his body pressed against me .

"Get off me!" I yelled trying to struggle against his heavy body.

"Want me to fuck up you're precious little brain again." He yelled, his hand pinning my head against the wall.

Tears were trying to come out, but I wasn't going to let this low life scum make me cry. "Why are you doing this to me? Why me?"

He just stared into my eyes without a response and without an expression. I felt blood rushing to my head.

"WHY? " I shouted again.

But this time instead of being silent, he grabbed my arms roughly and dragged me back to my room, the whole time with me trying to pry his fingers from my arm. "Get dressed." He said, leaning against the door frame.

I watched him. "...no"

His eyebrows raised "No?"

"Yeah, are you deaf? I said no"

"Lisa.." He chuckled "Do you really want to make this harder than it already is?"

"I don't want to why don't you get it?" I snarled at him and he chuckled.

"And what makes you think that I care about what you want? So, pack your shit." He snapped, looking calm as he leant against the door frame, as if he thought I was really going to obey him.

"Get fucked" I said, still standing in place.

"Ok, if you'd rather go in your underwear then that's fine with me." He began to walk towards me and I took a step back.

"Go where?" I shouted.

"you don't have the luxury to question. YOU.. are coming with me." He said, walking past me now and towards my dresser Ignoring my raging face.

He began to pull clothes out from my dresser "I'm not coming " I said back, looking at the back of his head like he was an idiot.

"Yes, you are." He finished with the draws and leant down to look under my bed. He began to pull out my suitcase when I hit him over the back of the head with the book that I was reading.

He yelled out in pain and clasped his head "Fucking bitch!" He yelled.

For some reason, I didn't run, I just watched him, slowly backing up towards my door, I was screaming at myself to run, and it wasn't until Tom got on his feet that I did so. I bolted for the front door. I was shaking as I began to unlock the door. He just turned the corner stumbling as I got it open. I ran outside and began to run through my front yard when someone came flying towards me from the side.

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