Chapter 5
Chris sulked. in less then two weeks he'd get to see Adam, as he'd be on the road doing commentary, but damn, he was depressed without Adam around. Chris thought back to before Adam's injury, ironically, he ignored him when he WAS around and damned if he hated himself for that.
He felt a smile creep onto his face when he thought back to the Backstage incident, him beating Paul - No HUNTER(He has a whiny shit fit if you call him Paul) so bad he was afraid to go anywhere without Stephanie. 'That should teach the fat ass' Chris thought smirking in satisfaction.
He rubbed his eyes, standing and deciding to go down to the bar and have a few drinks, grabbing his key card and wallet; leaving the Room, ignoring the little voice in the back of his head saying 'it was a bad idea'.
Adam grumbled sitting up. He was no longer in a hard brace or a brace at all, but now no longer needed one, 8 months into his injury, and dammit he wanted, no he NEEDED Chris.
Needed to feel Chris' Loving, warm arms around him, his one light to light the way in this dark world. He sighed, knowing he'd never get to sleep without hearing Chris' soft alluring voice, he reached over grabbing his cell and dialed Chris' number.
It Rang... and rang... And rang... and Nobody answered. Adam hung up and dialed again, but this time it went straight to Voice mail.
"Hey it's Chris, Sorry can't come to the Phone right now, but if you leave your name, number I'll get back to you As soon as possible" *Beep*
Adam sighed pressing one.
"Hey Chris ... it's Adam ... I thought I'd call you, ya know, see if ... truthfully, i can't sleep and i just wanna hear your voice" Adam admitted trying to hold back his tears.
"I Guess your gone, So if you want, get back to me as soon as you get this message. I really need to hear your voice, i guess until then, i'll have to settle for your voice mail ... I love, and miss you baby, call me back please. Adam." Adam bit his lip hanging up and sitting his phone down.
Chris downed his fifth drink, deciding that now his vision was very blurry, he'd had more then enough. "Bar Tender ... I'll pay my tab now." Chris called as the Bar tender walked over to him, accepting the money, he gave Chris the ten dollars, plus change back only for Chris to tell him to keep it for a tip.
He stood up warily walking, no swaying back to the elevator, pressing the button for his floor. As he swayed over to his door, pulling out his key, he felt a hard thud to the back of his head, as he crashed to the floor, a blinding white flash, flashed behind his eyes.
"Take that Bitch" His attacker growled. Just before Chris blacked out, all he saw was Hunters' Ugly, hideous Smile.
End of Chapter 5