Broken

Okay…this is my new story. I started writing it in my journal and decided to post here. So I hope you guys like it.

I obviously don't own these guys, cause if I did, I wouldn't be writing about them. I also don't own Isaac or Monte or any of those people either. But if YOU do, I think you should share them with me ;)

Tommy was broken…what else was there to say? He got up in the morning, cried, yelled at no one, cried again and went back to bed. He didn't eat, didn't do much of anything these days. Now I'm sure you're wondering why, aren't you? Well, here the simple answer: The love of his life left him. His name was Adam. He just left. No warning, nothing…just gone. So now Tommy just stays inside and ignores the world.

Adam had once said that everything happened for a reason, that's why they met, but then he left, and Tommy would love to screw fate or destiny in the ass if Adam was supposed to leave him for a reason.

Adam had left Tommy jobless, saying, "It's only for the rest of this tour…I think we both need some time away from each other. You're still going to by my bassist next tour right?" Then, all Tommy could do was nod. He was too in shock that the fact that 1. Adam was leaving him, and 2. Tommy wouldn't have a job anymore. But now, he wishes he could've kept the rest of the job…he could've at least seen Adam.

Now it just tears him up inside when he sees Adam holding hands with his new boyfriend. Tommy's more than certain that Adam forgot all about him. After all, who was Tommy really? A 5'8" bass player that got his big break with Adam…he was nothing big to Adam…just a little bass player.

Tommy wishes he could be like Adam; move on, and love someone else. But he can't, and even if he did, he wouldn't be in love. He was in love with Adam, and only Adam. Tommy can't take it, looking at Adam's face holding hands with someone new, seeing Sauli tucked up under Adam's arms. Tries not to remember what it felt like to be there, and how perfectly they fit together. But he does, and it makes him cry harder.

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A month later, Tommy's phone rings. When he looks at the caller, he freezes. His heartbeat speeds up, and hi stomach churns. It's Adam. And before he can even think, he accepts the call and says, "Hello?" He can hear a breath on the other side, either nervousness or relief Tommy can't tell.

"Tommy?" Adams asks, hesitant. Tommy takes a deep breath. "Yes, what do you want? Shouldn't you be setting up your next tour or something?"No, Tommy's not stupid, he knows that the albums done, just needs to record it all.

"um, well that's why I called, I was hoping you could play bass for me this album?" The singer asks. Tommy sighs. He could say no, in fact he SHOULD say no, considering everything that Adam put Tommy through. And when he opens his mouth to say no, what comes out instead is, "Sure…I'd love to." And when Adam responds, he can practically hear the smile in his voice. "Oh my god! Thank you so much! We start rehearsals tomorrow at 9:00am." Tommy sighed, mentally kicking himself for being so stupid.

"So Tommy, how have you been?" Adam asked, sounding genuinely concerned about Tommy's well being.

"Uhh…I've been better to tell you the truth. I missed you…how's Sauli?" He asked, not really caring, but wanting to talk about something else.

"Oh Honey, I've missed you too! The tours been no fun without you…except the time when Monte almost flooded the tour bus!" Adam laughed at the end. Tommy laughed for the first time since he saw Adam, he actually laughed.

"Really? What did he do?" Tommy asked, thankful that Adam didn't talk about Sauli with him.

So Adam and Tommy spent over an hour catching up. They both laughed, and Adam never once, sounded like he wasn't actually interested.

"Hey Glitters I gotta get going, but we need to hang out soon." Adam said. Tommy agreed, saying he should come over and they can hang. So it was set, 8:00pm at Tommy's place after rehearsals.

That night, Tommy cleaned up his apartment. Picking up beer bottles, twinky wrappers, and actually making his bed. By the time he was done it was 11:30pm, and he decided to go to bed.

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The next morning Tommy woke up at 7:30pm. God, he was tired as anything. He got up and took a shower, his stomach fluttering knowing he was going to see Adam after 4 months of being alone. When he got out of the shower, he put on a little eyeliner, smudging it to perfection. He smiled, remembering the first time Adam taught him how to put on eyeliner. He wanted to be subtle, knowing how much Adam liked him without any make up on. But…he wanted Adam to notice him, as pathetic as that sounded, he couldn't help it.

Next he got dressed. He put on some black skinny jeans, that curved in all the right places, and out on a black Metallica shirt on, with his black striped hoodie over it. He didn't look like he was begging for Adam's attention, even though that's what he felt like he was doing, but rather he looked comfortable, like being alone for 4 months didn't faze him. What a lie that was.

He looked at the clock, it was already 8:30. He threw on his creepers and hurried out the door. In his car, Tommy turned on the radio and heard Adam's "Can't Let You Go". He almost started crying again, but blinked back the tears. The song that was so true for Tommy, even though he wished it wasn't. God he felt so pathetic.

When he got to the studio, he was happy, and scared when he saw Adam's car parked. When Tommy parked his car, he didn't get out of his car for a few minutes, he just sat there, taking deep breathes, trying not to hyperventilate. When he was he wasn't going to die, he opened his door, and stepped out.

He walked to the doors of the studio, and pulled them open, bracing himself for whatever would happen.

Okay…so the first chapter is done. Review please its what helps me write!