ADAM'S POV
Why? Why did I let myself do this? It was so good, oh, so good! I just HAD to put emotions in it...and now...I lost Tommy...Since the AMA-s we had this thing, we would kiss and stuff. The only rule was that he was always on the top. And he was...It was always just physical, nothing 'bout the future. Last night, when he came to my place , he left his jacket on the floor. Because I hate mess in my house I've picked it up. A photography fell out of the pocket. He was on it, with a girl...Kissing! I felt so angry, and betrayed and jealous...When Tommy got out of the bathroom he caught me with the photo in my hands
« Who is she? Weren't we suppose to let each other know when the one of us starts seeing someone? » I kinda shouted at him.
« She's nobody...Now come here, baby! «
I knew that he was lying , he was changing the topic. Plus he's was avoiding eye contact.
«Tommy, do you wanna talk 'bout this ? «
As soon as sad it I knew it was a mistake. He's always been sensitive 'bout the fact that he likes girls and Me.
« NO, ADAM! I DON'T WANNA TALK 'BOUT THIS...I have no obligation to talk to you 'bout stuff like that. We are not a cuple , we just fuck... in fact there is no us !»
These last words were like knifes to my heart, my baby...saying there is no us...He took his jacket and the photo from my hands and left. I've waited till I saw his car turn down the street. And then I started to cry...I've been crying since then. Just sitting on the bathroom floor...and crying my eyes out. Pathetic! I'm a grow man. I'm gonna get over this. It's not like me to cry over one of my special friends.I've got more than one, well I had more than one. I left all of them 'cuz of Tommy...I'm not gonna spend the night raying, I'm gonna have fun! Yes I'm gonna go out...I'm gonna go out , get drunk, and have sex with a random hot guy! But what will I wear...I know I'll wear those pants that Tommy likes. The one that make my bulge (even) bigger. As I was putting on my make up, my phone started to sing the the lyrics from Oops, I Did It Again...It's Mote
«Hy, what do you want?»
« Adam is that you...You sound weird, were you crying? «
Damm, he knows me too well, he'll find out what happend.
« No, I was not crying...Again, Monte...what do you want?»
« Oh , yeah..have you seen Tommy. I've been trying to call him, but he's not answering! Seriously, dude you can tell me if you were. «
«No, I was not crying Monte and I dunno where Tommy is, look I got to go. Bye! «
« But, Adam...»
I hang up. I'm not gonna let Tommy or Monte destroy my drunk sex night. I wish Tommy knew what he did to me... I know, I'm gonna go to his favourite club and have my drunk sex night there. Then he'll be jelaous. I know I'm a fucking master mind. I turned off my phone, I dunno wanna anyone calling me, again.
The club is ugly and dirty, but if I don't wanna to be seen, this is the best place for this. And I don't wanna be seen. The air around it smells like a drunk, dead rat and the floor is sticky and disgusting. I hate this light, the red and lots of neon,it reminders me of Fever. And that reminders me of Tommy...and Tommy...Damm it, I'm not gonna do this to myself.
I've chosen the clearest chair, and sat on it. The bartender is kinda cute...I think he'll be my victim.
« What can I get you? »
« One Tequila, Actually, bring me the bottle «
I think he knows who I am...and, damm he's got a nice ass.
« Coming right up, Mr. Lambert»
O.M.G, he winked at me...This is gonna be easier than I thought….