Tom Kaulitz|| bet

One night, when I arrived at his house, I stopped when I heard voices. Tom was with his friends.

"Hey, Tom, the bet was for a month, wasn't it?" I heard Georg Listing say mockingly. Tom laughed.

Yes, Georg. The deadline is almost up, and the girl has fallen head over heels. You know I'm not in love with her; it was just a game. I'll leave her soon.

The world stopped. I felt my heart shatter as I realized that the kindness and caring had been a lie.

I turned and ran away, taking the humiliation with me. I didn't go to school for days.

When I finally returned, I saw him in the hallway. Tom approached me with his usual smile, but this time, I didn't run away.

I stared at him, my face reflecting pain and anger. "Elena, please, let me explain..." he tried.

"Explain what, Tom?"

He paled, his confident facade crumbling. "It's not that simple... At first it was a gamble, but then..." I interrupted without hesitation.

I'm not interested in your "later." What I'm interested in is your now: you're a liar and a coward. You didn't dare tell me to my face; you had to make fun of me with your friends.

I took a step toward him, making sure my gaze pierced his regret. "Consider the bet off. And you lost, Tom. You lost the only person you

I turned around and continued walking, leaving him motionless in the hallway. Although my soul ached, my dignity was intact.

Tom Kaulitz was left behind, in his rightful place: my past.

It hurts more to find out that way about the coast and that he never really loved me.