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Slowly Breaking-Adommy pt1I approached Adam like I always did but this time he noticed the slight urgency in my actions, his eyes were fixed on me within seconds and I could practically feel the worry washing off of him and onto me; it was a slightly nauseating feel but I managed to stomach down the dread of what he would say as I mentally prepared myself for what I was about to say.
"Adam," I started and Monte and Longinue, even Lisa, stopped doing what they had been doing and looked to me with expectant, worried, looks. I gulped, continuing on, "Adam.. I-I need to tell you this, uh, somewhere private."
I watched as he turned and gave the three other band members a meaningful look and without either of us saying anything Longineu, Lisa and Monte all stood and existed the room. Adam turned back to me, taking my hands (for I was shaking) and blinking slowly before pulling me close against him. I clung to his chest as he bowed his head and kissed me on the cheek, encouraging me to speak. I took a breath then star
Adommy Kitty-Cat Ch. 1 (Adam's POV)
I was beginning to awake from a well needed rest with the sound of a glass shattering. I got up and immediately went to the source of the sound. I saw Tommy in my kitchen starting to clean up a broken mug and spilled coffee. He looked up at me and smiled innocently. "Umm.. Hi Adam!" He said sweetly, when i noticed two fuzzy black cat ears poking between his hair and a long black tail coming from his back side. "Tommy, what the hell do you have on your head?" I asked, still tired and not in the mood to deal with this ongoing trainwreck yet. "I'm a kitty cat! See!?", he said pointing to his cat ears. I sighed. "Tommy, I'm going to take a shower. Ok? I'll be back." I said hoping to become fully awakened by a shower. He just nodded, smiling.
When I got out of the shower and got ready, I re-entered the kitchen hoping to
Adommy."Get the fuck away from him!" Adam yelled. "Or what, homo? You'll sing me to death? Ha." The masked man dug into his pockets, to find a blade. A dangerous grin spread across his face. "Perfect." He said as the sun gleamed off the blade. He waved the blade in front of Tommy's face. "Whataya say? Shall we try out the blade? See how sharp it is?" Tommy whimpered through the duct tape across his mouth. "GET AWAY FROM HIM." Adam shouted. The man turned and slashed a cut into Adam's cheek. "Fuck off homo." He turned back to Tommy, who was staring at Adam. Tears were welling in his eyes, each tear whispering their own 'I Love You's.' The man groaned, made a comment along the lines of "Disgusting Homo Love" and stuck the Knife into the blonde's chest. Tommy's eyes bugged out, and then slowly closed.
"NO!" Adam awoke, gasping for breath, taking in his surroundings. "Adam? Are you okay?" Adam looked down at a peaceful Tommy laying next to him. He released a deep breath, and cupp
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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