Tommy's POV

When I told Cassidy what happened, he grew furious. He had thought it was all Adam's fault. But truthfully, it was all MY fault. And I tried to explain that to Cassidy, but he didn't listen. He just went on, calling Adam (I don't even know how he got his number) and yelling at him. I felt so horrible. I just wanted to comfort Adam and tell him how much I love him and how much I miss him. But I can't. Because I am in love with two people. Fuck!

As Cassidy and I entered our apartment, Cassidy wouldn't talk to me. He just walked off to the bathroom to take a shower. And when I heard him get in, I just sat on the bed and cried. And wondered if Adam still loved me. And if we will ever be together again. And what he was doing at this exact moment. I just wanted him to wrap his arms around me and hold me close. I wanted him to pet my tail and whisper into my pointed ears seducing and loving things. I just wanted Adam.

But every time I thought about getting a divorce with Cassidy, I just cried harder. I didn't want to leave Cass. I love him too much. But I love Adam too much. Why does everything in this motherfucking world have to be so damn complicated?

I felt a vibrate come from my pocket and I slipped my phone out, flipping it open. It was Allison. The message read:

Did you hear? Adam is back! :)

This just made me cry even harder. I didn't respond to the text. I just let it be. I just needed time to think. I stood up, walking to the coat closet and pulling out a big, black, bejeweled jacket. Its collar was folded perfectly and the feel of the leather was nice. I smelled it, bringing in its whole scent. This was Adam's jacket. I had taken it the night he was hit by the bus. I just always wanted a piece of him with me, I guess. But this was a perfect excuse to see Adam again. I could just bring the jacket to his house, returning it to him, and see what happens from there. Perfect plan. But I should just sleep this all off. Everything. Just let everything sink in. Because I have a bad habit of doing things without thinking. As you can tell.

I walked over to the bed, not bothering to change, and crawling under the silk sheets. I shivered at the light touch. Then I heard Cassidy walk out of the bathroom. I wasn't in the mood to talk (not that he would talk to me now anyways) so I pretended to be asleep. He must've fallen for it because he walked by me quietly as if he didn't want to wake me. I lay there, listening to his gentle footsteps walk over to me and place a soft kiss on my forehead. I liked his touch. It was nice. But I didn't know who's I wanted more. Adam's or Cassidy's, and this made the whore thoughts come back. I am a whore. Such a whore. Nothing but a whore.

My eyes slowly started to close, until I heard a muffled voice talking on the phone. Cassidy? Who is he talking to at nearly midnight? I listened carefully. Oh, it was just his boss. But why was his boss talking to him?

"Florida?" I heard him say, "That's fantastic!" he cheered. "When do we need to leave by?"

Leave? For FLORIDA? No! I am not leaving the other love of my life. Oh no. Please tell me I'm dreaming. PLEASE!