A/N: okay so since there are three of us using this profile, we will put our names after whichever one we wrote. ENJOY! :D

Disclaimer: We do not own Adam or Tommy which makes us sad... and the songs belong to the artists...not us...

*Love the Way You Lie*

-Eminem

"Where ya going?" Adam asked already knowing the answer, wishing with every fiber of his being that he didn't.

Tommy, stopped, allowing his hand to hover over the shiny brass door knob,his soft finger tips that Adam loved so much, gently touch the shinny piece. "To see my dad, he doesn't feel good again." Tommy's voice was shaky and hollow when he finally spoke.

Adam smiled despite the fact he sensed Tommy's lie. "Tell him I'm thinking of him." There was no malice or anger in Adam's voice even though the truth was inevitable, and it pained him to the core.

Tommy looked deep into Adam's blue eyes, seeing the hurt lingering in them, but he left anyway without a backward glance. When the door closed leaving Adam alone in the dark living room, he knew if Tommy ever returned, Adam would only ever be able to love him. Tommy had driven a stake threw his broken heart, but what did it matter when all you ever could do was love that person?

There was someone else, he knew it, but Adam didn't care, he could live with the burning pain and the endless tears that fell on nights he spent alone, because no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop loving Tommy.

~Jackie/Vampirate1963

*Come Back to Me*

-David Cook

"I'm leaving." Tommy muttered softly under his breath, opening the door. Adam got up from his place on the couch, and gently pressed his hand to Tommy's shoulder. Something had gone wrong between them. Adam didn't know what it was, maybe it had to do with his dad passing away, but whatever it was, Tommy refused to talk about it.

"I just...I have to go." Tommy insisted, his chocolate eyes gazing endlessly into Adams crystal blue ones.

"I know,"Adam whispered, holding back the tears threatening to ruin his makeup.

He had done everything in his knowledge to keep the love of his life beside him, but this time, he couldn't fix it. Even though Adam had been preparing for this, Tommy leaving still shattered his heart.

"I'm sorry." Tommy murmured, as he stepped into the dim hall of the apartment building, a change of clothes in his small backpack. He wasn't planning on coming back anytime soon.

"Don't be..." Adam choked back tears and Tommy turned away.

His blood ran cold, as he watched his lover disappear down the hall, maybe forever. As Adam walked back to the sofa in a dream like trance his body went numb from the pain. He would wait forever if he had to. A life with out Tommy seemed pointless and utterly empty. The longer his mind accepted the fact that Tommy was gone, a stream of salty tears fell from his eyes, the only thing his mind he could think was 'come back to me...'

~Jackie/Vampirate1963

*When You're Gone*

-Avril Levigne

Nothing in Tommy's life had prepared him for this moment. But that was how life worked, it was cruel and almost always broke your heart. Suddenly his entire world was spinning around him and he was stuck in the dizzying spiral that was about to send him toppling over the edge. He felt light headed and he stumbled backward, falling into one of the uncomfortable hospital chairs in the waiting room.

"We did ever thing we could." the doctor explained, looking down at the polished floor, removing the small teal cloth cap from around his dark hair.

"I'm sorry. Mr. Lambert's injuries were just to severe."

Yes, life was unbelievably cruel

"Where is his room?" Tommy asked numbly, a metal taste forming on his tongue.

"Down that hallway." the surgeon pointed to his right.

After a moment, the doctor left, entering a set of doors on the other side of the room and vanished as they closed behind him. Tommy felt sick, but he had to see for himself that the famed rocker was actually gone. How could he have let this happen? Why didn't he do something to stop it? If he hadn't started the argument during recording, Adam never would have left to take a drive to cool himself down, and that fucking drunk driver never would have flipped Adam's car. It was Tommy's fault the world was now without Adam Lambert.

"Oh God..." Tommy whispered, seeing Adam's lifeless body laying on the operating table.

His perfect skin was ghostly white, and all the cuts had been cleaned, but the scars and bruises were still there. His eyes where shut, forever hiding their hypnotizing beautiful hue. Adam's black shadow and blue liner was still there, perfect and untouched, and for some reason that was what stuck out in Tommy's head. In his mind he visualized the singer putting it on, carefree and flamboyant like always, and now he was gone.

Tommy choked back tears trying to keep them at bay, but the scene was too much for him to handle and he finally let them fall. He missed Adam already, the way he laughed, the way he smiled. He needed Adam...and as Tommy reached out, taking Adams icy, lifeless hand, Tommy realized how much he really did love him.

~Jackie/Vampirate1963