LadyDragonsblood, Gerard serves a purpose. I don't think Dave or Judy saw Adam as much of a criminal, than they were in disbelief & processing. Still, they saw Adam was having problems & could've done something. But yeah, it's sad when the victim is treated like the criminal. They do believe Jeff is apart of Adam's you as always, darling. Debwood-1999, mhm, that was my intent. Thank you. takers dark lover, possibly. Rhiannamator, he felt they wouldn't. Of course she can't, obviously if Adam's giving it out to one, he's giving it out to others. Puh. Prob blames herself more than David, neither really knew. Thank you, sweetheart.
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Chapter fourteen/ 'Doughnuts'
Rated; M/ L (rape theme, talks of violence & underage fooling around)
Adam had heard them talking in the hallway as he was about to turn the corner, a nurse and an orderly. He hadn't wanted to hear or continue listening. They were merely gossiping and speculating, probably bored during work and needing something to yak about. But he stayed hidden behind the wall and listened anyway.
"What about Orton, though? I mean, the others were what they were.. but he hung himself. I didn't even know he was depressed or suicidal and shit." The orderly said. He had short dark hair and a beard that reminded Adam of Wolverine from the X-Men- which was what he was probably going for. He could see that his arms were covered in tattoos in the short sleeves of his standard white scrubs. Adam knew his name was Phil.. Brooks, or something. Everyone usually called him Punk for whatever reason.
"Maybe his wife or husband or whatever left him." The nurse responded as she filed her nails. She was a cute and bubbly girl with a mass of reddish hair and legs that went on for miles- if you liked the type. Her name was Maria Kanellis.
Punk shook his head. "I don't think he was married."
"Had to be something, a person just doesn't kill themselves without having a reason.." She blew the dust off her nails.
Punk rolled his eyes. "Maybe.. Okay, Flair's brakes were cut, which meant he was murdered, right? Molly fell down the stairs and broke her neck.."
"That was ruled accidental." She said, pointing her nail file at him before pocketing it.
"But what if it wasn't? What if Orton didn't hang himself? What if someone's trying to make all these deaths look like accidents? There's a rumor going around that Rosewood's house didn't have an electrical problem.. Think about it, why would someone like Orton off himself?"
Adam pressed himself against the wall. 'Because he looked at me funny..' He winced at the thought. No no, that was just coincidence. They were all coincidence. He wasn't going to allow himself to think that way. Adam hurried away in the other direction before he could be seen.
"Man, I think you just watch too many damn cop shows.." Maria snickered, shaking her head.
-xx-
Weeks had passed and Adam had felt happier and better than he had in years. Therapy was going well, even if he hated the meds. The nightmares were still there, but kept at bay. He just had to put the past behind him.
Adam turned the corner during his evening walk. He smiled at the extremely large muscular man with the dark blond hair that was pulled back into a ponytail. His name was Hunter and he guarded the halls and kept the peace. Adam liked him, he felt a bit safer knowing Hunter was on watch.
"Evening." He said as Adam passed. He was used to Adam's walks. He didn't even understand how the kid could be in here, he seemed incapable of violence whatsoever.
"Good afternoon." Adam smiled and turned to go inside the recreation room, it was always his last stop. Adam scanned the room as he always did and was comforted to see all the usual familiar faces.. Until his eyes landed on the one face that made his blood run cold and diminished the smile from his face. He stood frozen to the spot and blinked in disbelief.
No. It couldn't be. It simply could not.
The boy stared at him from the middle of the room, his lips quirking into a smile that was nothing less than sinister before forming into a sick scowl. His hair was dyed blood red and flaming orange, colors of fire. Those emerald eyes were so dark and full of a coldness that Adam could determine was pure evil, along with another emotion that was anything but pleasant. Was it hate? Anger? He was sure they were trying to trap him within them.
No, you won't.
Adam shook his head, closing his eyes and backing out. He didn't hear Hunter asking him what was wrong. He barely flinched when he felt the large hand lay gently on his shoulder. Just Hunter. Adam opened his eyes and looked again. Jeff was gone.
No. Jeff was never there, he told himself. Never. Jeff couldn't be there because Adam didn't want Jeff anymore. He had created him and he could lock him away in his mind and never let him back out. He controlled it.
Adam then became aware of someone talking to him.
"Hey.. hey, kiddo..?" Hunter looked concerned as Adam looked at him, pale and shaking. "You alright, little buddy? Need to see a nurse?" Of course Hunter meant in case he was getting sick or something, but kind of cringed at the thought that Adam might think he meant for being insane. It was a mental institution, after all, even if not every kid in here was insane. "I mean, are you feeling sick?"
Adam took a breath. "No. I just got a bit dizzy is all. I think I'll go back to my room and lie down."
"Okay. I'll let anyone know if they ask."
Adam nodded. Checking in with Hunter was good. He watched out for him. The smaller blonde turned and hurried back down the hall. He had just turned the corner, looking back to be absolutely sure his past wasn't following him when he collided with a solid body.
"Umph.. ugh."
Adam had squeaked and jumped back, holding his hand over his racing heart and panting as greenish eyes stared at him. It was just that little black haired boy. "Sorry."
"What's a matter, Adam? You seeing ghosts?" Gerard smirked. It was meant as a joke.
But it wasn't particularly ghosts he was seeing. "Yeah, you could say that. I'm headed to my room now." And he left the kid to shrug his shoulders as he headed on his way to the rec.
Adam was happy when days passed and Jeff hadn't shown up again. He convinced himself he hadn't seen him or even imagined him in the rec room at all.
-xx-
Adam was sitting in the rec room working on a puzzle when Gerard plopped down beside him. "Please tell me no one else died." The blonde said dryly.
"You're not funny. No actually, they haven't. I think Hunter broke a nail, but you know how big of a diva that big galoot actually is. What'cha working on?"
Adam looked at the puzzle. "I think it's a bunny."
Gerard peeked over at it. "Oh. That cute little blonde lady doctor is sweet on you." He smiled.
"She's just my friend." Adam said without looking up.
"So quick of you to defend that." Gerard snickered. "I wasn't implying anything. She brings you doughnuts." He wet his lips, eying the blonde boy as he worked on his puzzle, who was not paying Gerard any mind as usual.
"It's just a bribe to make me open up more in therapy." Adam placed another piece, his tongue peeking out past his lips in concentration. Oh, look at that, it was a bunny.
"And does it work? Do you.. open up more in therapy?"
Adam could have sworn that statement was purred. He raised his head and stared hard at him. "What does that mean?"
The boy's eyes widened. "Hm? I just asked if it made you more open. It means what I asked."
Adam blinked. Now he felt foolish. "Oh. Oh, uh.. yeah, I guess they help."
Gerard crossed his arms. "What did you think I meant?"
"Nothing. Never mind."
"Cuz I ain't implying that you're snitching on anyone in here and I have nothing to hide." The boy groused defensively.
"Snitching..?" Oh. Adam wanted to laugh. He thought he meant.. well, he wasn't sure. Maybe he just instinctively thought bad. "Oh. Oh, no. I just.." He shook his head.
Gerard huffed and lowered his arms. "I'd like to try one of your doughnuts." He said as they stood up, rec time was almost over.
"What?" Adam asked, heading back to his room. It was rainy today and there had been no soccer. It had rained every day this week and he was tired of cloudy grey skies. It was nearly dusk now.
Gerard followed him, staying behind and twisting his shirt in his hands. "I'd like a doughnut. Please? I haven't had anything sweet in forever."
"Oh. Yeah, sure." Adam peeped around and closed the door back behind them after they had entered his room. He wasn't supposed to have another patient in his room with a closed door. But.. "You tell no one you know about my doughnuts. Trishy'll stop bringing them to me.. or I'll have to give them all out and I won't get any either way." He dug the box out and opened it, handing out a doughnut.
Gerard snorted. "Trishy?" He giggled his annoying girly giggle as he took it. "Maybe you are sweet on her too." He bit into it and chewed, humming at the taste.
"What?" Adam squeaked. "No!"
"Shh.." Gerard scolded with a mouthful.
"No." Adam said quieter.
"That would be so kinky, Adds." He noted the roll of Adam's eyes and sighed. "I'm teasing. Besides, I think she already has a wife. Not that you couldn't be her girlfriend on the side."
"Wife? Girlfriend?" Adam was taken aback by the flash of memory that entered his mind. "And in any relationship there's always a guy and a girl, even if it's two boys. So if you're the girl, that makes Jeff the boy." Adam shook off Jay's old words. "I'm not.."
"Teasing again. Gosh, you have no sense of humor." Gerard crammed half the doughnut in his mouth and chewed. He smiled his little crooked smile as Adam glared at him and swallowed. "What? You are a pretty girl."
"So are you." Adam huffed.
Gerard merely shrugged. Why should that bother him? "So, you think I'm pretty?"
"Why're you even in here?" Adam asked, leaning against his bed.
"I wanted a doughnut." The younger boy said, swiping off some creme filling with his thumb and sucking it off, his weird large eyes rolled up at Adam as long lashes fluttered.
Adam sighed. "I mean in this place."
"I killed my parents for making me go to church. We're Catholic. I didn't want the priests molesting me." Gerard had said seriously with his head lowered and his eyes rolled up. He then laughed at Adam's look of horror.
Maybe him being in Adam's room with the door shut wasn't so wise! Adam backed up. If he was serious, he was cracked. And he was laughing now.. so he was totally cracked.
"Oh, god.. you should see your.." He giggled and took a breath. "Your face, man.. oh.. shit." More giggles.
"I think you should leave." Adam said, frightened.
"No. I'm not done with my doughnut." Gerard sighed and shook his head. "You really don't grasp the concept of a joke, do you?" He plopped down on Adam's bed, crossing his ankles and swinging his legs. He nibbled at the rest of the doughnut. "Mmm.. Why should you care if I had done it? You offed your brother for.. whatever he did.."
"That was very different." Adam said through clinched teeth. "Did the priests actually molest you?"
Gerard sighed and rolled his eyes. "God.. I didn't kill my parents, okay. I just wanted to make you make that stupid freaked out face of yours and I succeeded. I did attack a priest though, I didn't want to go to church. The douchebag made me uncomfortable. I kinda thought maybe he had been hurting little boys. I think I was too old for him. But what did I know."
Adam decided that story was less morbid than the other, but it still made him uncomfortable. "What did you do?"
"Do you wanna know? Really? Hah." He popped the rest of the doughnut in his mouth. "I set him on fire. I didn't mean to really. I grabbed the damn candelabra and just meant to whack him with it. It was not my fault it was lit."
Adam stared in horror. "Oh, god.. did you.. did it kill him?"
Gerard shook his head. "No. They put that bastard out really quick. He only suffered a few burns. They sent me here..." Gerard kept a little secret smirk.
Adam saw it. "Are you shitting me again?"
"No." Gerard said with a hint of a giggle. "Okay, a little.. I don't know if he molested boys.. but he caught me sucking one off in the confessional. He was going to tell."
"So you were going to kill him?" Adam squeaked.
Gerard shrugged. "I wanted to shut him up.. It didn't work. He told anyway." That smile he gave creeped Adam out.
"Who were you sucking off..?" Adam inquired.
"Some choir boy. You ask a lot of questions."
Adam flinched. He guessed he did. He figured he would accept Gerard's final story and not risk him changing it to something more disturbing. He lowered himself down onto the other end of the bed.
"You twitch a lot too. You killed your brother, why?" Gerard scooted closer.
"I think you need to go before someone catches you here." The blonde said quietly.
"They won't. I'm like a shadow." He grinned.
"You obviously weren't when setting your priest on fire, ya demon."
Gerard gasped and Adam found himself pushed back on the bed, the smaller boy climbing up over him and pinching and poking at his ribs. "That's not nice to call someone names."
Adam squirmed and squeaked. "Ow.. quit.. I'm ticklish.." He coiled up.
Gerard huffed, stopping. "What did you think I meant when I asked about you opening up anyway?"
Adam rolled his eyes. "Would you drop it? I just.. I took it wrong is all."
"How did you take it wrong..?" Gerard's splayed fingers hovered over his ribcage, wiggling and ready to tickle.
"Don't. I took it.. I took it kinda dirty, okay.." Adam grimaced at the admission, biting his lip.
Gerard raised up. "How would you take it dirty?" He blinked. "Oh.. lesbians use strap-ons.. maybe you thought I meant she'd use one on you."
"Strap-on..?" Adam blinked and Gerard shook his head.
"Dumbest pervert I ever met." He sighed.
"Hey, I'm not a-" Adam was cut off as the smaller male straddled his hips.
Up until this point, he hadn't been too uncomfortable with another boy being in his presence or casually and platonically touching him.. even if the tickling was annoying. And up until this point, this kid only seemed like a smart ass who liked to push buttons, not a sexual predator.. But Adam knew that, no, this wasn't like Jeff or Jay.. this boy wasn't them at all.
Still every muscle in Adam's body tensed up. "Please get off me." He uttered smally.
Gerard only smiled like the Cheshire cat and rocked his hips. "I think I know why you aren't into Trish. I can feel it."
And before the blonde could protest, he felt hands grab his head and lips press against his own so hard at first that he felt teeth clang and he groaned. His eyes remained open, wide and frightened. His lungs ached because he wanted to hyperventilate, but couldn't. He recognized this from therapy. He was panicking. He knew. Somewhere in the back of his damaged mind he knew.
Adam had relaxed for only a moment. It was just a kiss. And it didn't feel bad. It wasn't even a dominate kiss like it had started out, but was now soft and sweet. Adam wanted to enjoy it..
But then there was Jay's fucking voice in head, telling him how right he was, that Adam was a slut and was filthy and he was just proving his point. And then there was the blood and the knife sliding out of Jay's stomach and that panic returned.
He don't know how Gerard got on the floor, but the black haired boy stared up at him in confusion. The look on his face almost looked like hurt.
Adam, now sitting up, ran a hand through his hair. He must have shoved him off. "I.. I'm sorry.."
Gerard hugged himself. "You.. you could've simply told me no. I would've stopped. You didn't have to push me." He trembled.. with hurt.. anger..?
Adam felt himself flush. "I'm really sorry.. I didn't.."
"Save it!" The boy screamed, getting to his feet and storming out the door.
"Shit, wait.." Adam was up and out the door, he saw Gerard nowhere as he scanned the hall. Maybe he was a shadow..
I think Maria being the chick to talk to Punk was just random. Punk mentions Ric Flair & Molly Holly, also random names that mean nothing. I gave Punk that little Wolverine beard cuz I liked it. Adam's still trying to come out of his shell & be a normal boy. & no, not everyone around Adam has sinister intent for him.. cuz I could be really mean.. Just b/c Gerard made probably over-used quips on a religion, doesn't mean I wish to get into religion. Honestly, I just watch a lot of cartoons like Family Guy & South Park.