"Hey Adam, just Uhh call me when you get this…" Tommy put the phone down, feeling like he'd already left a hundred messages on Adam's voicemail. As he held the phone in his hand, still staring at the screen, he began to dial Isaac's number. "Hello?" came the familiar voice. "Hey man, I don't think im ganna make it out tonight…Adam's still not back." Tommy told him, he heard voices mumbling in the background "yeah we've all been trying to call him. He's not answering. We're ganna call around and see if anyone's seen him" was Isaac's reply. Tommy nodded into the phone "Yeah i'll make some calls too. Lemme know if Ya hear anything" Isaac agreed before hanging up. Tommy scrolled through the phonebook in his phone, his eyes reading through the names of people he knew who knew Adam too. Cassidy, Cheeks, Drake. He sent them all a brief txt message of "anyone seen Adam tonight?". Cassidy replied almost immediately - "Na im still in Hawaii. Everything sweet?". The phone buzzed again and Cheeks' name came up on the screen "Hello?" answered Tommy. "Hi. Na aint seen him…whats up?" Cheeks' voice was enthusiastic as always. "He's disappeared off somewhere" Tommy told him. "K well i'll ask around. I gotta go, about to catch a plane" There was a beep as Cheeks hung up. Tommy stood awkwardly staring at his phone for a while before there was a knock at the door. He walked over and opened it, greeted by Taylor with a solemn expression on his face "found him" was all he said, and he grabbed Tommy by the arm and pulled him out into his car where the rest of the crew was squeezed in. Tommy fell into the car, finding himself pretty much sitting in Monte's lap with Sasha, Isaac & Terrance crammed in beside him. Taylor sat in the passengers seat yelling out directions for Brooke who was driving. "Whats going on?" Tommy asked, confused and feeling awkward squashed so close to Monte. "He drove the car off the road. He's fine from what we hear, but we're ganna go pick him up anyway" Sasha filled him in, her face just a shadow in the dark car with Terrance squeezed in beside her. "Did he call you?" questioned Tommy, shifting slightly causing Isaac to giggle as Tommy moved his hand back, accidentally knocking him in an inappropriate place. "Na, one of Lane's friends happened to be driving past and recognized the car." Monte explained, trying to move to give Tommy a little more space.
As they rolled down the highway, flashing lights appeared up ahead with roadworks and banked up cars. Brooke pulled over and the crew slowly piled out of the car. "Fuck!" cursed Terrance as he banged his head on the roof of the car door as he stumbled out. Sasha laughed and rubbed his head playfully. It was dark and cold out and Tommy wished he had've had time to grab a jacket or something - his t-shirt was not doing the job. Amongst the flashing lights a black car was angled in a ditch on its side, another car sat on the other side of the road with a police officer's head talking to whoever was inside. Near the rolled car stood a familiar shadow of black messy hair and dark clothes, his feet kicking at the car in anger and another police officer walking around with a notepad trying to stop him. Isaac jogged over to the scene "Adam!" he called and the rest of the crew followed. Adam looked up from his rage, anger in his eyes. He had finally taken off the jacket but was still in the same stage clothes he was wearing before - but now in short sleeves. His hair was messy and sticking up at odd ends, his eyes a mess of stained mascara smudges and eyeliner. Isaac grabbed at Adam's arms, holding them at his sides as Adam struggled out of his grip. "What the fuck!" Adam cursed, squirming in Isaac's grip, his feet still wildly kicking in the general direction of the car. Terrance moved quickly to help Isaac pull Adam away, and Tommy and Monte followed suit, crowding Adam.
Adam finally managed to shake his way out of both men's grips but stood staring at everyone. "Fuck off!" he shouted at them and turned to walk away, his arms flying up as he walked.
"Adam!" Sasha shouted in desperation, but Adam just kept walking. Monte chased after him, enveloping Adam in somewhat of a bear hug grip from behind. Adam struggled again, but eventually gave up. "Just fuckin calm down!" Monte ordered loudly, holding Adam's arms to his side and waiting patiently for Adam to stop the struggle when he realized that Monte was stronger than he was. "Just leave me alone!" Adam shouted angrily, his face turning in the direction of the rest of the crew - Sasha and Taylor standing there with sad looks on their faces, Isaac and Terrance standing a small distance away, both looking at each other, panting slightly after struggling to hold Adam. Brooke was over talking to one of the Police officers trying to get filled in on what had happened and Tommy stood to the side taking everything in, his expression confused and shocked as he watched Adam continuing to struggle to get out of Monte's grip - that same wash of anger flooded Adam's face as he turned now to look at Tommy.
Tommy looked down at the ground, not wanting those angry eyes to bear into him again. Brooke finished talking to the officer, got given a piece of paper and nodded slightly over at Monte before leading everyone back over to the car. In a somewhat group effort, they all piled back into the car, Monte pushing Adam into the back and Terrance squeezed into the passengers seat with Taylor. As they all slammed the doors behind them and adjusted once again to the cramped style of traveling, everyone shot glances at each other, Adam half lying over Sasha, Monte, Isaac and Tommy in the back. Brooke started up the car to prevent anyone from jumping out. "What the actual fuck!" Adam fumed as the car began to move back onto the main road. He pushed himself up so he was sitting half on Monte and half on Issac. Noone said anything for a while, everyone just looked around awkwardly, taking turns to gaze out the windows at the dark road. When Monte heard Adam's breathing slow, he finally turned to him "So you ganna tell us the story or is Brooke going to have to?" he asked. Adam shot him a disapproving glance "I just went for a drive, needed to just get away from everyone. Fuck! Can i not have one night without you guys all following me around!" his voice rose again in frustration, and Isaac inched nervously closer to Sasha in the seat. Tommy sat squashed against the door, practically sitting on the hand rest, his gaze darted around the car, sneaking glances over at Adam's arms. Sasha noticed and followed his gaze. Her eyes then turned to shock and she grabbed Adam's arm and pulled it up to take a better look.
"What the…." Adam started, angered by her sudden grip. Everyone in the back all at once stared down at the deep cuts in Adam's wrist, still stained with dry blood. "What the hell did you do!" Issac asked, his eyes wide and turning to Adam. Adam roughly pulled his arm back "Leave it!" he stated through gritted teeth. Tommy just sat in his seat quietly. Everything clicking together in his head at once and his mind not able to string together something to say. He just sat there in somewhat a state of shock. "Adam you didn't…" pleaded Sasha and her eyes turned from shock to concern as she looked up at Adam's face. Sasha's gaze then moved passed Adam and turned their attention to Tommy's almost frightened face staring out the window. "Tommy, you knew about this?" She asked outraged. Tommy slowly turned to face her, his brown eyes apologetic. Adam turned to stare at him now too, a look of disbelief on his face before he raised one of his perfectly plucked eyebrows at Tommy. "I found the razor…" Tommy said quietly and his voice trailed off as Adam stared into his eyes - flames almost brewing in them as Adam's rage meter seemed to build. "You!" Adam shouted, and in a single moment he lunged over Monte reaching for Tommy, his hands flying in fists. Two hit Tommy - once on the shoulder and once in the cheek before Monte grabbed Adam and shoved him back to the other side of the car "Adam! Just fuckin stop!" Monte's voice echoed through the car as he held Adam back with all of his strength. Tommy slowly looked up, his body leaning towards the door - wishing it would swallow him up. His eyes full of worry, stress and confusion. Brooke pulled over, not being able to concentrate on the road with the commotion in the back. "Shit Tommy, you okay?" Taylor asked from the passengers seat, his eyes full of concern as he reached a hand back, only being able to reach out to Tommy's knee in hope of comforting him. From the shot to his face, unwelcome tears welled in Tommy's eyes and his body began shaking for some unknown reason. Adam was still staring at him from Monte's restraint, the anger still exploding. Noone had ever seen him so angry. "Its your fuckin fault!" Adam spat "You play your little games, invite your little sluts over. How the fuck do you think i feel? You ruined everything! Drake…everything, you just fucked it all up!" Adam was shouting over the car, Tommy squashed in his place near the door, his cheek throbbing and everyone else looking between Tommy and Adam not sure what to do or say. "Oh what?" Adam rolled his eyes, his voice almost mocking now, "Now you wanna be all concerned coz i decided that you weren't worth sticking around for anymore? Now you wanna pretend to care?…the whole fuckin lot of you. its my life and i'll do whatever the hell i want with it!" Adam put his leg up and lunged for the door, pushing it open and sliding over Isaac and Sasha to burst out. He stumbled, tripping over Sasha's ankle on the way out. He shot her a dirty look and turned to walk down the road. He stopped and turned back, leaning down into the car - his eyes fixed on Tommy's. "Oh and Tommy… stick to the drugs…they look a hell of a lot better on you." and with that he slammed the door and began walking down the side of the road. Everyone looked on in shock, disbelief and confusion. After a while, Tommy buried his head in his hands, hugging his knees to his chest in the cramped space. He heard the unlocking of seatbelts and the front door of the car open, before the door he was leaning on opened too. Before he knew it, all 10 pairs of arms were around him, comforting him in a stunned silence. Four out of five of them watching as the dark shadow continued down the deserted road in front of them.