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*—Playing by your rules? I don't think so.*
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The Kaulitz family home was never quiet. From early morning, footsteps, laughter, and shouts echoed throughout the house. Someone was running up the stairs, someone was arguing over the bathroom, someone was looking for socks, and the younger ones were already causing quite a ruckus in the kitchen. "Y/N! Did you hide my keys again?!" Tom's disgruntled voice was heard from the second floor. "Look better! Maybe they're in the same place as your brain!" Y/N laughed. A second later, Tom ran out of the room and chased her throughout the house. - Stop! I'll catch you now! — Try to catch up first! They ran across the living room, nearly knocking over the younger ones. They just looked at each other and simultaneously rolled their eyes. “They will never grow up...” one of them muttered. Tom finally caught up with Y/N, slightly tousled her hair and grinned. - Now we're even. “Don’t even dream about it,” she snorted, adjusting her hair. They laughed and, as always, bumped fists. There were seven children in the Kaulitz family. Tom and Y/N were the oldest, so their parents often trusted them to look after them.
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-How you irritate me.
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You're already getting married. Do you want me to cancel?
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*- Just don't cry.*
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Which one of these "angels" are you?
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diary..
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Present but absent...
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*- Spill it, otherwise it will hurt, I'm sorry.*
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*-You were never needed by anyone. Not even by me.*
At 10 years old, Y/N never thought that when she got older, everything would get so bad. She thought she would live in luxury, or just by herself with some kitten.
Y/N was 20 years old. In her 20s, she lived a life that no one else had lived: drug addiction, the murder of friends before her eyes, and all sorts of terrible things, but she didn't know that this horror would continue.
y/i was sitting in her room, quietly reading a book, and then her mother, a beautiful woman who, at 40, looks 30, came into her room.
"Get ready. We're going to a restaurant, " the mother snapped.
Nothing ever worked out between Y/N and her parents, there were always some kind of fights, although Y/N wasn't a conflict-prone person.
t/i met Tom Kaulitz, and he was her... fictitious husband, that is, they entered into a marriage of convenience.
Tom led a slightly dissolute life, was handsome, sexy, and was always with some girls, and everyone loved him, even if Tom was influential due to his parents, but he was never a mama's boy.
y/n met not only Tom, but also his parents, strict and cruel, like Tom himself, and y/n... kind, beautiful, and caring, but squeamish and cold towards strangers.
The marriage wasn't going well; Tom and Y/N behaved well in front of their parents, Y/N behaved caringly, but in bed they distanced themselves as far from each other as possible.
y/n had a misfortune, her parents died in a car accident, and y/n... became depressed, gave up and stopped even talking to anyone, she tried to live again, but... it didn't work.
There was a funeral. Y/N stood there in a black dress and a black headscarf, which didn't suit her at all, and cried bitterly, quietly, soundlessly, but damn bitterly.
Tom was forced to come by his father, and Tom came and stood calmly next to his fictitious wife, and saw how y/n was crying, and rolled his eyes, he never likes snot and sobbing, it made him sick, and whispered in the girl’s ear.
"Stop crying over every other person. You were never needed by anyone anyway, " Tom chuckled quietly.
The guy added.
—Even me.
*—Playing by your rules? I don't think so.*
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The Kaulitz family home was never quiet. From early morning, footsteps, laughter, and shouts echoed throughout the house. Someone was running up the stairs, someone was arguing over the bathroom, someone was looking for socks, and the younger ones were already causing quite a ruckus in the kitchen. "Y/N! Did you hide my keys again?!" Tom's disgruntled voice was heard from the second floor. "Look better! Maybe they're in the same place as your brain!" Y/N laughed. A second later, Tom ran out of the room and chased her throughout the house. - Stop! I'll catch you now! — Try to catch up first! They ran across the living room, nearly knocking over the younger ones. They just looked at each other and simultaneously rolled their eyes. “They will never grow up...” one of them muttered. Tom finally caught up with Y/N, slightly tousled her hair and grinned. - Now we're even. “Don’t even dream about it,” she snorted, adjusting her hair. They laughed and, as always, bumped fists. There were seven children in the Kaulitz family. Tom and Y/N were the oldest, so their parents often trusted them to look after them.
37
-How you irritate me.
18
You're already getting married. Do you want me to cancel?
99
*- Just don't cry.*
285
Which one of these "angels" are you?
273
diary..
105

Present but absent...
6k
*- Spill it, otherwise it will hurt, I'm sorry.*
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