Without You

26

I stay awake.

Scared because Azriel could be here any second.

And because Adam keeps me awake with his snoring.

I glare at his sleeping form he's supposed to stay up with me but an hour passed, then two and he fell out. 

I sigh and rub my hand down my face getting anxious.

Maybe he's just joking with me maybe he doesn't really know where I am. I rub a hand down my face and pull my knees up to my chin. 

"You're going to be okay," I whisper to myself just as Adam stirs in his sleep.

"You good?" 

I raise an eyebrow at him. "You good?" he grins and sits up. "Yeah that was a nice little power nap."

I roll my eyes and look at the time. 

4am

"he would be crazy to come over at the time, and besides how does he know exactly what house you're in anyways?"

"I don't know," I say. "But I wouldn't put it past him from finding out."

"He's crazy."

"He's misunderstood."

Adam purses his lips together and sighs. "If you say so. are you going to go to sleep or not?" 

I look towards the window and then at Adam. "Fine, I'll try and go to sleep, key word try." he nods. "Whatever you say." I lay down next to him and stare up at the ceiling. "Do you think this will be over soon?" I ask him and he hums in response.

"Yes, if we went to the police." I smack his chest. "I'm not going to the police."

He sighs exasperatedly. "Yeah, I know but you can't hate me for being worried, like super worried, I only saw Azriel once and that guy scares the shit out of me." I smile. 

"He means well."

"Stop defending him."

"I'm not."

"yes you are, when I say something offensive about him you defend him."

I roll my eyes. "Then stop saying offensive things about him."

"Stockholm syndrome," he says, and I slap him with a pillow.

"Goodnight, Adam."

"Night."

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The next morning I'm left alone in the room.

With fear clawing at my chest.

I go downstairs and immediately regret it.

A woman with her hair tied neatly into a bun with a nurse uniform on stands in the kitchen we lock eyes when I walk down the stairs.

"Who are you?" She asks and I smile nervously.

Taylor gasps when she sees me and points. "Oh my god there's an intruder in our house."

Adam eyes go wide, and he stands up. "Leave before I call the cops."

I glare at him. "Shut the hell up Adam," I say, and he smiles and his mom glares at him. he clears his throat. "Mom this is Amore, Amore my mom." 

She turns her attention to me and smiles. "Hello, I wasn't aware you were sleeping here?" 

I shift on my feet nervously. "Oh yeah, I just um sorry."

"She was sleeping with me." Adam says and his eyes go wide once he realizes how wrong that sounded.