Still Alive - Adam Stanheight

Chapter 10

Adam is pacing around Brielle's apartment as Brielle gathers her files and notes for all the information needed.

"I knew he wasn't in that warehouse," Adam remarks, almost excited that his revenge is about to begin. "When are your team planning to search there?"

"Uh...this week I think," Brielle replies. "I've gotta stop them. Isn't this man always one step ahead."

"Uh-huh," Adam responds. "But once they know that's not where he is, they'll search elsewhere and become suspicious of you knowing his location."

"I'll tell them that they should do a test. They are aware that the guy loves to booby-trap them. If they test it first with a mannequin or something, they won't suspect anything about me and no one gets hurt," Brielle suggests.

Adam takes a seat beside Brielle, looking at her impressed. "Genius. Why don't those guys just promote you now?"

Brielle beams at his compliment. "Now we have to plan what you're gonna say when you meet this guy again," she then says. "You could maybe say that you've been searching for him and eventually found the place. Maybe just bring your camera so you can show him that you didn't take any photos. I doubt he'd like that."

"Yeah, that's why he put me in the fucking trap to begin with. If he thinks I've stuck to my old habits he'll probably kill me on the spot," Adam chuckles, although he's scared it might actually happen like that.

"I've also gotta work on what I'm going to say to him," he then mentions. "I've gotta come across as thankful and...kind of evil. I'm gonna have to pretend that I support his fucked-up morals."

"Why don't you rehearse it," Brielle suggests. "Pretend I'm Jigsaw and say what you think should be said."

Adam shakes his head. "Oh shit, I don't know. I'm not really a good actor."

"That's exactly why you should practice then," Brielle replies. "How can you do it with him if you can't do it with me?"

Adam stands up and rolls his eyes. "Fine, whatever." He stands directly in front of Brielle, waiting for her to get into character. She makes a sinister expression and clears her throat so she can come across as more intimidating. "What brings you here, Adam?" she then says in the worst possible Jigsaw voice imaginable. This sends Adam into a fit of laughter.

"You can't laugh!" Brielle then reminds him in her normal voice. "I know his voice is funny but that's gonna blow you're cover!"

"It's your voice, actually," Adam says through his laughter, causing Brielle to fold her arms in annoyance. "Shut up. Three, two, one, action!"

"Oh, uh..." Adam rambles calming himself down so he can actually take this seriously. "I'm here because...I am so eternally grateful for what you've done for me. My perspective on life has completely changed because of you. I want to help you as you do this to other people, so they may experience the same wake-up call I did."

Brielle is trying her very hardest not to chuckle. "Jesus, man. You are a bad actor. You sound like a Disney Prince who's about to burst into song!"

"Shit," Adam mutters humorously. "Now I fully understand why I hated doing school plays as a kid."

"Here's the thing," Brielle then states. "Maybe you won't have to think about the acting part once you're in there. You hate this guy, right? You want him locked up for life so bad."

Adam nods with sincerity. "Yes. That's the intention."

"Then you'll act like your life depends on it, because it does," Brielle then says in a determined tone. "The more you endure, the quicker you are to give him what he deserves. Keep playing that over and over in your head if things become too much. I know you can do this."

"Thank you very much, Miss President, of the United States," Adam jokes, which causes her to get up and slap him playfully in the arm. That's when the two are staring at each other in pure silence. The two of them are breathing heavily and shakily, the romantic tension too obvious to ignore.

"Can I make a confession?" Adam then says, moving slightly closer to her.

"Yeah, go ahead."

Adam takes a long deep breath before continuing. "I can't stop thinking about our kiss earlier. I mean it wasn't intended to be romantic but...I can't say that I didn't like it."

Brielle's cheeks flush a bright red, knowing that she felt the exact same way. "I uh...I didn't realise how much I wanted to do it before I did it. I really like you, Adam. You've brought me so much joy these past few weeks."

Adam nearly tears up at this statement. Nobody has ever liked him this much before, not even his own family.

Brielle then steps back a bit. "Look, I also kinda regret kissing you. I don't know if you need these kinds of feelings after everything you've been through."

"No," Adam says a little firmly. He takes Brielle's waist and pulls her close, their lips an inch apart. "This might sound cheesy as fuck but, you saved me."

Brielle is looking deeply into Adam's eyes, sensing his sincerity. She wants this as much as he does. She looks directly at his lips and then caresses his cheek. "Kiss me," she whispers.

Adam doesn't even hesitate and pulls her into a soft gentle kiss. This causes both their stomachs to explode in ardour, which leads their kiss to become more passionate.

Brielle's hand is placed comfortably on his cheek as Adam wraps his arms around her shoulders, bringing her as close to him as possible. He hasn't felt this euphoric since before the trap.

Brielle continues to kiss him hard, his lips succulent and tender against hers. The two become breathless but don't want to stop. That's when Adam gently pushes Brielle to the wall as they continue to kiss with desire.

Brielle glides her hands down Adam's torso, his blazer loosely falling to the floor. She then glides her hands slightly underneath his shirt. "Take it off," she whispers between his lips. Adam stops for a moment to make sure she is comfortable with that. He then slowly slides it off and chucks it on the floor with his blazer. Brielle begins to kiss him again and he hums happily as her fingers trace his torso. His fingers brush across her hips, near the bottom of the zipper. Brielle parts from his lips for a moment. "Do it," she whispers.

"You sure?" Adam asks to check.

Brielle hums a response and Adam brings his hand straight to her zipper and slides it down. Brielle slips out of her dress, only just wearing her bra and underwear now. Adam respectfully looks at her complexion for a moment. "God, you're so beautiful," he then whispers before beginning to kiss her neck.

Brielle makes a noise of approval as Adam plants passionate but soft kisses on her neck. She then brings her hands to Adam's waist, wanting to take things further if he was okay with that. "Can I?" she quietly asks, tugging at his belt. Adam quickly nods and she tugs it off, his pants dropping to the floor. He goes back to kissing her lips, his heart thumping with longing. Brielle then drags him to her bed and lies down. "You one hundred per cent sure you want to do this?" Adam asks to make sure.

"Fuck yeah," Brielle responds. Her whole body is now aching for his touch. Adam chuckles as he gently places himself on top of her, pulling the blanket over them. The two remove whatever else they have on and prepare their protection. "Just tell me when you want to stop," Adam says to Brielle. She nods as she kisses him, pulling him close.

From there, the two have the best, lustful, romantic night of their lives.