Adam started to panic unsure of exactly what he should do. He started to become very worried. Had he passed out? Was he dead? Adam kneeled beside him and put his ear to Tommy’s chest, he could hear a heartbeat. “Tommy…?” Adam shook Tommy gently, that didn’t work. He patted the sides of his cheeks in attempt to wake him up. “Tommy…?!” He screamed his name louder. Adam took out his cell phone and was about to call 911 but Tommy’s eyes started to flutter open. Adam had let out a huge breath of relief. “Oh my gosh, you scared the shit out of me. Are you okay?” Tommy nodded and sat up slowly. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.” He said quietly and anxiously afraid he had upset Adam. He couldn’t help but think Adam was mad at him. Adam gently put his hand on Tommy’s shoulder. “Don’t apologize, of coarse you didn’t mean to.” Then at that moment, Tommy had done something he’d never imagined himself doing. He sat up a little more and kissed Adam gently on the lips. Adam’s eyes widened, this whole time he had been crushing on Tommy and here he was, kissing him. Tommy had realized what he had done and quickly backed away. “I’m sorry.” He said before getting up and running away. He was already heading in the other direction before Adam even thought about stopping him. Adam thought it was something he had done. Tommy kept running until he was away from Adam then continued to walk home.
Adam had a bunch of thoughts running through his head. For one he was worried about Tommy. What just happened? He thought to himself. He started to walk back to his house. These thoughts would not leave his mind. He was amazed by the kiss but wondered why Tommy had run away. He had a little bit of hope that was totally washed away. Adam quickly walked home and quickly walked inside. He locked his door but stayed in the dark. He could not help but begin to cry, he felt heartbroken and afraid all at the same time, afraid for many different things. Eyeliner ran down his face, but no one was there to see; besides he was in the dark. He slide down his door and sat against the door covering his face. He was sobbing, he wasn’t exactly sure why. He hadn’t yet realized that he liked Tommy more then he expected. He wanted Tommy, but wasn’t sure because of his mixed signals. Adam knew he wasn’t straight, he knew he was gay and has known for a long time. He wanted Tommy and that’s all. He wondered to himself why he was so heartbroken. His heart felt like it was torn into two that shattered into a billion pieces. He crawled over to the couch. His lyrics book was open on the couch. Adam had an inspiration for some lyrics. He started to write.
Broken Pieces, break into me
So imperfectly what you should be
I don't want you to go
Don't wanna see you back out in the cold
Air you're breathing out fades you to gray
Don't run away, find me
After that he was blocked. He closed his lyrics book and sat beside the couch for a minute, still thinking, debating whether he should find Tommy’s house or not. Tommy had left him with his address when he signed up for the audition.
Tommy had quickly walked home to his apartment. When he got inside there was a notice on top of the mail he had brought in earlier. He was in to much of a rush to worry about it earlier, but he realized that the envelope on top was something important. He opened the letter and read it, it was a notice of eviction. Tommy was having a hard time paying for his apartment lately. He started turning in his money later and later, eventually not paying the landlord at all. He was ordered to be out of there by midnight. This was the last thing Tommy needed. His brother always helped him with the rent, but his brother was not around. Tommy broke down and cried. He cried hard, tears streaming down his face. He fell to his knees, the letter slipped out of his hands and slowly falling down beside him. He had no where to go, he had no family nor friends. He could have asked Adam for help, but that was the last thing he wanted to do, he thought he caused Adam enough trouble already. His stress was building up; he was completely depressed and hopeless. Why couldn’t I have died and not Tyler? “Why?!” He said out loud to no one since he was the only one there. Tommy stood up and went into the bathroom.
Tommy walked into his bathroom closing the door behind him. He set up the bath and let the water run. When the water was running he screamed at the top of his lungs, hoping no one would hear. He started to undress himself, each article of clothing coming off, one by one letting them drop to the ground. Once he was completely nude he stepped in front of the mirror. Once again, he was disgusted by how he looked. He was a quit attractive man, but saw himself the total opposite. He sighed and looked down not wanting to look at himself anymore. He stood there for a minute, thinking, unsure of what to do.