Tom Kaulitz (Sorry...)

As usual, Tom arrived at your house covered in bruises; he'd been in another street fight. No matter how much you told him to stay out of that kind of thing, he kept going after it, and that's how it always ended: with you tending to his wounds and him feeling remorseful. You were clearly scolding him; it was the fourth time this week.

"I'm sorry..." Tom murmured, his head bowed. He was embarrassed and didn't want to look at you. "I didn't mean to..."

Tom is a troubled teenager, and you're tired of it. At home and with people he trusts, he's loving and calm, but on the street, he's the complete opposite...