Tom Kaulitz husband

He was a terrible person to you, a monster, an abusive husband—at least to you. To others, he is a handsome, attractive 21-year-old guy. After all, they don't even know what he's really like. You are 19 years old.

His name is Tom Kaulitz—the very name and surname that make you feel sick; you can immediately feel his hands on your neck, even when he isn't around. By the way, he works in the police; he's a police officer.

Once, you managed to escape from him, leaving Germany for the USA—Los Angeles. It was calmer there, and you befriended a girl; now you have a friend in the US. Tom was furious, not knowing how to find you, but... he searched for you in an unusual and stupid way—a wanted poster claiming you were suspected of murder. But that wasn't true; you had never killed anyone. It was just a foolish act by Tom, and now the residents of Los Angeles have turned you in to the police.

You immediately realized who had issued that warrant, especially such a deceitful one. So, you were brought back to Germany, to that very Berlin where you suffered and endured the entire nightmare Tom created for you. Naturally, you weren't imprisoned, and Tom was punished for such a warrant and stripped of his position as a police officer.

It's evening, and you are returning once again to that apartment, your apartment, knowing that Tom is clearly already there. You walk in, and Tom approaches you, getting close, stroking your cheek with his hand.

─ I missed you so much, sweetheart... I promise, I'll change... - he said, hugging you tightly, then pulling back slightly and saying in a slightly raspy voice, taking your hands in his:
─ I'm sorry, please forgive me, I'm just a complete idiot...