Literature- Fanfics, Poems, Songs, Etc.
Streets of gold chpt.12Streets of gold chpt.12 by ~Tommi-Lancaster
Streets of Gold
"You're way too young to fall apart...
It was cold outside. Colder then it should be. "Do you think you'll need an extra jacket? Tom looked over at me again. I shook my head, kindly refusing. "No, I'll be fine. It cant be possibly that freezing out here, to me at least. But thank you. I kept my arms crossed as we walked. I did not feel like holding hands or hugging or anything like that with anyone. Instead, I felt sick. Utterly and horribly, oddly sick. I don't know why. But I didn't like it.
Not at all.
"So where are we going, exactly? It's only 09:00, Tom. We cant be going somewhere too special.
"Oh, it's somewhere special. Everywhere is somewhere special to someone, so I treat everywhere as such. I looked over at him, quickly looking away; back down at the ground. "Good theory, I started, "But I cant do that with possibly everywhere.
"It takes time.
Unexpected Disaster CH 3~ Tom POV ~Unexpected Disaster CH 3 by ~SkittlesKaulitz
Bill, Georg and Gustav took Blythe into the living room to try and calm her down a bit while I headed for the door, far too aggravated to be any use to any one. Not my wife, not my brother, no one. The children of the very man that had kidnapped Blythe and I four years previous to this had just kidnapped my children, what did they expect me to do? I was never that good at controlling my anger, and under these circumstances there was no way I could rein it in. It was time to call in my back-up, Andreas. He had a pretty strong crew, I was sure he could take care of this. I told them I was just going for a short walk to try and clear my head and that I'd be back soon. The cool autumn air bit at my exposed skin as I walked, but I ignored it, enough heat in my body due to my enflamed temper to keep me perfectly warm in the coolest of temperatures. It seemed our luck had run out just as it had four years ago, but this time it was different, a completely different story. This time