There he was...the love of his life...crouched in the bathroom corner-black band tied tightly around his forearm, needle protruding from the swollen flesh there. Hands shaking, breathing ragged, tears falling to the tiled floor, Adam injecting the liquid gold into his blood stream and relishing in the incomparable sensation that it brings. The sensation of Heaven and Hell combined into some euphoric concoction.
"Oh, baby...stop." Tommy scrambled to his sweetheart, huddled in the corner-shaking worse than a leaf in a wind storm. "Adam. Stop!" Tommy pushed Adams hands away from instrument in his arm and gently pulled the leaking needle out. Slightly gagging at the sight, Tommy tossed the needle to the side, and held back the brunette as he reached for it. Adam whimpered at the desertion of his little friend.
Without anymore words, none were needed, Tommy gathered Adam into his now welcoming arms. Adam hesitated at first but with one glance into the blondes' forgiving tear-filled chocolate eyes, he collapsed into the sanctuary. Never did he anticipate seeing Tommy back here, holding him, comforting him, doing all he so desperately needed him to do 2 hours ago. But why was he back? Why was he here, now? Adam was too weak to answer these questions right now.
"T-Tommy...I'm scared...s-so s-scared…" whimpers Adam, shielding his face in Tommy's warm heartbeat. Tears soaking through the soft material, Adam clutched the shirt- holding on as if his life depended on it...which it did.
"I know, Babyboy...I know...sssh…" Tommy wrapped his arms around the quivering man, he was shaking so hard he was gonna shake himself into exhaustion. "Its gonna be okay, were gonna get you help. It's gonna be okay. Baby, please, stop shaking..."
Adam inhaled the scent of his lover and exhales the stench of the drugs that circumnavigated his entire being. The words he needed to hear were filling his ears, penetrating his mind, surrounding his soul...would things get better? They would...because Tommy said so. All Adam had to hold onto were the forgiving words of the blonde. He had to believe that things would get better. They had to. They just had to.
"I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry…" the same phrase was being repeated through the singer's lips onto the throbbing chest of his baby. Tommy rocked Adam back and forth on the floor, much like a child...a baby...his baby...his Babyboy…
"Babyboy, it's okay. It's over. I'm here. And I'm never leaving your side ever again." Tommy placed his hands on Adams face, lifting him up to look at him. Adams eyes were red, swollen, bloodshot, and they drooped down-only revealing a small slit of the singer's once heart-stopping blue eyes. Tommy was determined to bring the life and light back into his lovers' eyes.
"You l-left me...why are y-you here..?" Adam whimpered. Tears started to leak out of the corners of his eyes. He looked so helpless…
"You're not the man I fell in love with...you're not my Babyboy...this...this monster is destroying you...and you need help...I'm not leaving your side without getting you that help." Tommy stated, looking directly into Adams eyes. "And I realized I couldn't live life without you...there's no one else out there for me; Adam...I need you…" with these last words, the last of Tommy's tears escaped.
Adam saw this and gently took his hand and swept them away. Adam leaned up and in one swift motion, placed his lips against his baby's. A kiss so gentle yet filled to the brink with an overwhelming amount of love and passion...and tears...a kiss that tore at Tommy's heartstrings.
Tommy just sat there, hands idly placed on the younger mans back, their lips connected to one another, so much emotion was flooding the room they were suffocating in it and had to reluctantly break the kiss for air. Damn, why did they need air? Tommy felt as though he could live on Adams love alone.
"Come on, let's get out of this...this...place…" Tommy spoke as though they were in some sort of demented chamber when in fact it was only but a bathroom. But a bathroom with many treacherous hidden secrets. Many of which Tommy did not know...and with any luck-will never find out. It is for the best he didn't know the pain his baby went through...at least not all of it. He wouldn't be able to fathom it.
Tommy and Adam made their way to the couch in the living room. That damn couch...that couch almost obliterated their entire future...but it only goes to show the raw power of true love.
Tommy sat Adam down, took hold of his still shaking hands (thankfully he wasn't shaking as severely as he was earlier), and looked intently into his eyes. He wasn't going to let Adam fall back into the black hole. If he hadn't found him when he did...Tommy blinked away the thought...no, Adam's here. Next to him. Alive. That's all that mattered. That's all that ever really mattered.
"I need you to listen to me, Adam." all the sympathy and affection had faded from Tommy's voice. "Were getting you help. Now, don't you try and sweet talk yourself outta-"
"-Alright." interrupted Adam. Tommy closes his mouth, which was still agape. "Anything for you...I just don't want you to leave me again." Adam rested his forehead against his boyfriend's. Tommy sighed and absorbed the warm sensation of Adam's skin against his own once again. He was so scared he'd never know this feeling again.
Tommy pulled back and looked deeply into the sapphire orbs before him. Those eyes always had the power to bring Tommy to his knees. How could someone have such perfectly gorgeous eyes? Adam couldn't be real. He was too perfect.
"I love you, Adam." for words so small, they held more emotion and love than anyone could even begin to wonder.
"You love me again..?" Adam whimpered. He was so close to losing the love of his life. He DID lose him. Tommy walked out on him for the second time. He didn't imagine it. It happened. And now here Tommy was telling him he loved him? Could it be true? Did he have his sweetheart back?
All of Adams questions were then answered with 5 simple words.
"When did I ever stop?"
