I placed Tommys journal and letter in the glove compartment and wiped my face before climbing from the car and rushing inside. "You're late" violet said, "im sorry I had something to sort out" I answered. "Right ok go get sorted you're on in 5 minutes" she told me. I went into the dressing room as I sat in the chair, the makeup artist started putting powder and stuff on my face. I leant on my hand my elbow on the arm rest as they tidied my hair, within a few minutes I was on set. Questions were being fired at me and camera flashes were blinding me slightly. "So adam do you have a tour for this album?" one of the reporters asked.
"Not as yet but it might happen yet, not until next year if I do one" I replied politely. "How's the dating scene? We've seen you with 2 girls around LA" another asked. "Those are my best friends, there's no one I want to be with" I answered. I didn't want anybody else, I just wanted tommy. "So adam what was the main focus of your album?" some old guy asked. "Its about love, the finding of it" I answered.
One of the photographers raised their hand, "I have a question" she said. "Ok" I replied, "who is tommy joe Ratliff?" she asked. Silence descended on the room, violet ran her hands over her face and cursed under her breath. "He was a previous boyfriend" I replied once I regained my composure. "Would he be the one who got killed in a hit and run or the one who ran the other over" she asked.
"He was killed" I said, "is it true he was a self harmer? That he tried to kill himself numerous times?" she questioned. "That's none of your damn business, you have no idea what he was like" I said loosing my cool. "I seem to have hit a nerve im terribly sorry" she said but the little smirk on her face told different. "Did you love him?" another called, "I did" I answered. "We were told you were going to marry him, is this true?" another asked.
"Im not answering that" I replied, soon there were questions about tommy flying around. I needed to get out of here, I had to go. "Ok no more questions!" violet said standing in front of me as I left the stage with security. Violet followed me out as I paced the floor of the dressing room, "well that escalated" she said. I ignored her millions of thoughts going round my head as I dragged my fingers through my hair breathing heavily.
"Are you alright?" she asked placing a hand on my shoulder, I shrugged it off. "How did they know about tommy! No one knew!" I cried. "I don't know, they dig stuff up" she replied. "No someone told them, they knew all about him. About his problems, about my relationship with me" I said pulling at my hair. "Adam calm down, reporters will do anything to find a story" she told me. "I don't care, no one should have found out. No one, my private life is just that. Private" I snapped turning to face her.
"Being famous has its problems adam" she said calmly, "if this is what its like I quit" I snapped as I turned and left. She called after me as I ignored her and walked through the hallways and headed for the car park. I needed to get away from here, I needed to clear my head. I climbed into my car and stepped on the gas, I didn't care where I was going and what speed I was doing. My mobile rang next to me that unknown number again, I pressed the speakerphone. "Stop ringing me!" I shouted but it was an automated service thing.
Turned out it was from the prison where Sauli was, I looked up from my phone and slammed the breaks on to avoid a car coming towards me. I skidded across the road and crashed into a tree, there was a loud crunch of metal. My life flashed before me, me and tommy together again him with his arms round me protecting me. Keeping me safe, if I was going to die then at least I could be with him. I flew forward hitting my nose and mouth hard on the steering wheel. My seatbelt locked and pain spiked up my neck, blood streamed from my nose and mouth. I looked at one arm which was now crooked as I tried to undo the seat belt and get out, it hurt so much as I leant back in the seat. The windscreen was shattered my phone in the back of the car as smoke poured from the engine.
I heard the faint noise of sirens as darkness started to cloud my mind, I heard the crunch of the door opening as a paramedic looked at me. "Whats your name?" he asked leaning across me. "Adam" I replied, "ok adam I need you to stay awake. Don't close your eyes, talk to me" he said yanking the seatbelt from the connecting bit. "How old are you adam?" he asked, "25" I said my voice trailing off as I fought the urge to let my eyes close. "Where dies it hurt adam?" he said his voice distant now.
Fog clouded my mind, "adam come on adam where does it hurt" he said. "Everywhere" I said sleepily, I was aware that I was being lifted from the car and placed on the concrete. A bright light shining in my eyes, "adam. Adam wake up" came the voice again as I barely registered it. My breathing became shallow as my eyes grew heavier. No matter how hard I tried I couldnt stop it. I saw a flash of blonde hair standing above me, shrouded in a bright white light as they placed their hand on my head. "Tommy" I breathed as darkness engulfed me as my head fell to one side as I fell into a dark dreamless sleep.
