Adam was a mess. He hadn't eaten in fuck only knows how long, and he rarely did anything anymore. It just all seemed tedious and unnecessary. They had a concert today, and Adam didn't know what he was suppose to do…He didn't feel like it at all, and he didn't want to disappoint the fans, so what the fuck was he suppose to do? He couldn't stop crying, and he just really wanted this all to end. To be honest, he hadn't seen his band ever since he told them about his dream. He just kept avoiding them because he felt utterly pathetic with himself. He knew everything he's done was complete shit. And he's just embarrassed and ashamed of what he did. Whenever someone texted him, he would just ignore it and keep weeping into his pillow. The singer knew he had like…100 unread messages. And he hasn't tweeted in fuck knows how long…He had half a mind to call his mother about all this, but he didn't want to drag her into this too. Fuck, he didn't know what to do anymore. But, on the night of the show, he had to see his band in order to perform.

He sobbed on last time and made sure he looked presentable in the mirror. Like fuck he did. His eyes were glassy and pretty fucking dull. They weren't even blue anymore, they were a depressing gray. His eyes were sunken and his lips were dry and cracked; don't even get him started on his hair. It was tangled and looked like it hadn't been brushed in days (which it hasn't). There was a knock at his door. It was Isaac.

"Yo, man. Everyone's in the limo. Let's go!" Adam sighed and walked out of the door, his stomach growling, but he ignored it. Eating at this point was the least of his worries. When he opened the door, Isaac gasped and shook his head. "Man, you look like shit!" he said with a frown.

The singer gave a weak and dry chuckle. "Thanks…" he mumbled, sauntering down the stairs and out of the hotel where the slick black limo was waiting. Isaac entered first, and then Adam followed in suit, sitting down and groaning a little. He was pretty stiff from lying on his bed for hours upon hours. Everyone stared at him and he blushed, glaring at the floor. He avoided eye contact with Tommy. He couldn't bear to look at him. He wanted to reach out and hold him, kiss him, and just cuddle with him. He wanted both himself and Tommy to feel better, but he knew that wouldn't happen. Tommy hated him so much. He stared at the floor of the limo, and then remembered this was the exact place where he raped Tommy. He gasped a little, biting his bottom lip and trying to comprehend what had been going through his head in that exact moment in time. He wasn't thinking but…Oh, god…

As they drove to the venue, Adam was preparing a plan in his head. He would have to satisfy the fans without kissing Tommy. He wouldn't be able to actually kiss the blond at this point. He just couldn't…

The show was amazing as always. Adam was giving his fullest to the show even though he has so many problems. He can't let his personal problems get the better of him. Tommy, however, wasn't really good at hiding his emotion. He rarely smiled that night making his fans sick worried about him. He even barely whipped his hair.

And then, it's finally the time for Fever, both Adam and Tommy started to feel nervous. They were unsure whether to kiss or not after what had happened between them. But they both know they have to kiss to keep their fans happy. Adam slowly made his way to Tommy.

Tommy turned to his right, facing Adam. "There he goes, my baby walks so slow, sexual…" Adam faced Tommy but he tried his best to avoid eye-contact with Tommy. Adam was still thinking whether he should kiss Tommy. Knowing this, Tommy knew he had to let Adam know that he's up for a kiss so the blond tilted the singer's microphone, smiling a little.

Adam understood what Tommy was trying to tell him so he leaned in a little to Tommy and gave him a small peck on his lips. Both he and Tommy didn't even look into each other's eyes. There was no passion at all in their small kiss. He couldn't give him a full kiss at the moment, he's afraid he might not be able to contain himself. After giving his bassist the peck, he walked away to his male dancers and continued with his singing and dancing.

Adam could feel that his fans were a bit disappointed because they expected him to eat Tommy's face during Fever so he decided to do something that he hadn't do for a very long time. He's going to do 'it' during his encore later. He began eyeing the crowd as if he was looking for someone.

He was doing Whole Lotta Love for encore. He started to sing and dance. He even did floorbert. He was too excited for what he's about to do. Then the time for him to do 'it' has come. He walked slowly to the edge of the stage then going down the stage to the crowd and he grabbed a very pretty boy's shoulder. And he tongue-dove him! The crowd went insane when he did that. Because he was with the crowd, his body was touched all over by them when he kissed that pretty boy.

Uncomfortable with that, Adam took that pretty boy's hand and brought him to the stage. And they started to make out! Adam sang then made out, and then he sang again. He made out with that guy throughout the whole song. Tommy was really hurt at the sight of that. He didn't even look to the crowd, he just stood there, strumming his bass with his head down, trying to hide the tears running down his cheeks.

The truth is, Adam was only going this far so he could release his sexual urges. Since Tommy, he hadn't kissed anyone or anything. And the only reason (he pretty much thought this theory solved all the solution) he raped or treated Tommy like crap was because of Drake. Ever since Drake dumped him, he had been going on a downward spiral, but no one knew. He hadn't laid anyone ever since the horrific day, and he wasn't expecting to for a long time. And he knew this wasn't Drake's fault, but it's because of the way his ex-boyfriend broke up with him which caused him to get so fucking screwed up. But what-the-fuck-ever. He'll survive.

Actually, he didn't think he'll be able to. It was on their two year anniversary that Drake tore Adam's heart out of his chest and stomped on it. The singer had cooked a dinner just for the two of them, and set up candles everywhere. He was in a pink apron (Drake said it was so fashionable on him) and his hair was flat, just the way his boyfriend liked it. When he was done setting everything down on the table, the knob turned and Adam grinned because he knew Drake would be coming through those doors. Instead, it was Drake wrapped and entangled in another man's arms…

Adam tried not to think about this too often, it was too painful…

After swapping spit with the pretty boy, Adam pulled away and licked his cheek, feeling completely relieved. He so needed a hot and quick make-out session. The blond was a bit flustered and seemed to swoon, causing Adam to laugh and gently help him back into the crowd. He finished singing Whole Lotta Love and thanked the crowd. He smiled, and waved, skipping off into his dressing room so he could tone down on his make-up and attire so he could go meet his fans. He felt confident, so maybe he would try talking to Tommy again…

Tommy, on the other hand, had no idea what Adam was actually doing. He just thought that Adam was acting like a whore again, and he got so fucking frustrated. Once Adam had thanked the crowd, the blond practically threw his bass to the ground (not really, he loved the instrument too much), and stormed out to the crowd, eyeing all the screaming fans and trying to spot the particular blond that Adam had so passionately and selfishly kissed. He smirked when he finally spotted the boy and he walked up to him, whispering something in his ear. The boy (who went by the name of Jason) immediately grinned after hearing what Tommy said. They both slyly (well, as slyly as they could anyway) sauntered to Jason's car and Tommy hopped in.

"Hey, thanks for driving me back to my hotel. I think you know what you'll get in return, right?" Tommy asked, smirking wider when he saw the overly excited gay boy next to him practically bouncing up and down.

"H-Holy shit! I-I don't even know, man. I-I never thought in my day that I would be a-able to actually f-fuc-"

"Shh…" Tommy leaned over and pressed his index finger to the lips of the young man and smiled. "Don't say it out loud…"

Adam went out of his dressing room after he finished toning down on his make up and attire. He changed his outfit to a blue t-shirt and black jeans. Everyone, the band and the dancers were waiting for him to go out to meet his fans, signing stuff and taking some pictures. But there was one person missing; Tommy. "Where's Tommy?" Adam asked the band and the dancers.

"I saw him leaving the venue with the guy you made out with on stage earlier, I asked him where is he going and he told me he's going back to the hotel," Sasha answered Adam.

"What? Are you serious, Sasha?" Adam practically yelled at her. Sasha was a bit taken aback but she knew the singer didn't mean to yell at her.

"Yeah, I'm serious!" Adam suddenly got worried. He completely forgot that Tommy loved him. What if he gets really jealous and tries to hurt that guy? Adam didn't want Tommy to get into any trouble.

"Okay guys, let's go out. The fans are waiting," Monte said.

"I'm sorry but I don't think I'm feeling well tonight. I'll just go back to the hotel and rest…" Adam told the band and dancers. He was not really sick, that was just an excuse so that he could go and check on Tommy. Monte eyed the singer wearily, he doubted that Adam was really sick but when he saw Adam's pale face, he believed him.

"Okay, get the security guards to escort you to the limo. We'll be coming back late to the hotel because we're going to a club after this," Monte told Adam about their plan that night. Adam just nodded his head and walked away to the security guards. The security guards managed to escort Adam to the limo without his fans noticing it. Don't get him wrong, he loved his fans but he needed to make sure that Tommy was not doing anything bad to that guy.

They had arrived at the hotel. Luckily it was already late at night so there were not a lot of people wandering around in the hotel. So it was easy for Tommy and Jason to go to the band's suite without any fans pestering Tommy. They got into the suite safely. Tommy pulled Jason's hand after closing the suite's main door and ran to his room. Tommy knew that the band won't be back until late so he didn't bother to close his room's door.

Once they were in his room, Tommy pushed Jason hard on his bed. He was going to fuck him hard without mercy for making out with his Babyboy. His mind kept telling him that he's releasing his anger at the wrong person. But the blond ignore his mind. His jealousy overcame everything. Tommy got on top of Jason and then he pulled his t-shirt off of him. They made out for a while.

Then the blond got up from the bed, unbuckling his own jeans. He pulled down his boxers, revealing his limp cock. "Get over here, slut," Tommy instructed Jason. The poor guy obeyed him. "Good, now blow me. Make me as hard as possible." Tommy wanted to treat Jason just the way Adam treated him. Jason got on his knees, he took Tommy's cock in his hands and rubbed it. The bassist slapped the poor guy. "I told you to blow me, not give me a hand job, bitch!" Tommy grabbed his cock and said "Open your mouth wide" Once again, Jason obeyed him.

Tommy shoved his whole cock in Jason's mouth. Because it was too sudden, Jason gagged a little. Tommy smirked devilishly at the sight of Jason gagging.

This was nothing like Jason had expected. Sure, he's had one night stands, and they were kinky, but never this rough. He was actually shaking a little. He's gone to like, twenty Glam Nation concerts, and he's always found Tommy to be the shy guy that just kind of wanders around, but goes all badass when need be. But right now, it was not a happy time. Tommy was being badass, but not in a cool or rational way.

He shut his eyes, gasping and licking Tommy's cock that he forcefully shoved in his mouth. Jason was a bit scared, but he better just go with what Tommy says if he doesn't want it to get more painful or rough…So he sucked, and licked until he felt Tommy become harder and harder in his mouth. It was almost too big for him to handle and he gagged a couple times, tears rising in his eyes.

"Good bitch," the bassist hissed, yanking on his hair and bending him over the bed. "Now I want you to FUCKING SCREAM," he ordered, before, tearing down Jason's pants and boxers and ramming his dick deep inside his ass, with no lube or preparation. Just right in. This was like Déjà vu. This is exactly what had happened to Tommy in the limo when Adam had his way with him. But this time, he was in control; he was the one screwing someone. He was the one putting someone else in pain…

Jason screamed, tears now flowing freely down his cheeks. He whimpered, hating this feeling and regretting ever coming with Tommy to his room. It hurt so fucking bad!

"T-Tommy, please s-stop, I don't-"

"SHUT. UP. ADAM," Tommy hissed, clenching his eyes shut and trying to keep his own tears blocked. He was imagining Jason was Adam; he was trying to make Adam feel all the pain he had ever felt. He wanted the singer to suffer just like he was!

Adam was panting by the time he reached the door outside his suite. He was putting all these scenarios in his head which he wished wouldn't be true…He gripped the handle and when he opened the door he froze, hearing whimpers and muffled screams coming from Tommy's bedroom. He quietly made his way to the bassist's room where he stopped dead in his tracks, having all the color fall from his face. He gulped at the sight:

Tommy had the male he made out with bent over the bed with tears pouring down his face. But there were tears running down Tommy's cheeks too…

"T-Tommy…" Adam whimpered, and the bassist's head shot up and he immediately pulled out of Jason, who whined, crying and quickly pulling up his pants. He pushed past Tommy and ran past Adam, out the door. The singer felt so bad for his fan. Shit, that must have been terrible. But who was he to talk? He made Tommy feel just like Jason. It was his fault Tommy was like this. Everything was his fucking fault…

But Adam quickly turned his attention back to Tommy who was pulling his pants and boxers up. He was shaking all over and he fell to his knees, bawling.

Adam immediately rushed over to the blond and bent down holding him in his arms, tears rising in his eyes. "Tommy, Glitterbaby, I'm so sorry…" he whispered, placing Tommy in his lap and cradling him, trying to comfort the confused and broken male.

Tommy tried to break out from Adam's hug but failed miserably. Adam tightened his hug and kept saying "I'm so sorry" over and over. He has never regretted doing anything but he totally regretted ever raping and hitting Tommy. Because he couldn't break out from the hug, the small guy gave in. He leaned on to Adam's chest and cried his heart out. The bassist was crying non-stop for like half an hour.

Adam has never seen Tommy this weak. And that made his regret got even worse. After Tommy has calmed down a bit, Adam lift Tommy up and carried him to the bed. He put Tommy gently on the bed. He touched Tommy really gentle as if he was touching something really fragile. Tommy looked like he's going to break down again anytime soon. Adam got both himself and Tommy under cover. He pulled Tommy closer to him and hugged him tight. The singer put his chin on his bassist's head. Tommy put his hands on Adam's waist, still sobbing.

Adam tilted the small guy's chin, looking right into the blonds' teary eyes. "Tommy, I'm so sorry for everything that I have done. I'm really sor-" Tommy put his index finger on Adam's lips causing the singer to stop talking.

"It's okay. I already forgave you. I'm sorry for punching you the other day," Tommy said, cupping Adam's face. Adam smiled happily, he was really glad that Tommy finally forgave him.

"Can I kiss you?" Adam asked.

"Yes, I'm all yours, Babyboy." He doesn't need any explanation or whatsoever. He was going to forget everything bad that happened and move on, living a happy life with his Babyboy.