Broken Open #wattys2017 (Adommy)

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Tommy's POV:

"Bye Adam!" I said as I got off his car. He smiled and waved goodbye. I entered my house and he sped down the road. I heard Mom talking with someone. "Mom?" I asked as I entered the living room.

"Hi Tommy." Said Mom.

"What's going on?" I asked...until I saw someone in the couch. My eyes widened as I recognized the someone in the couch. "NO!" I screamed. I ran to the door, but Dad grabbed me.

"Tommy wait!" Said Dad.

"No!" I yelled as I sobbed. "Please! Let me go! Let me go with Adam!" Dad glared at me.

"Tommy I'm sorry about what I did to you." Said the one I didn't wanted to see.

"Why did you do it?" I asked. "And why are you here?"

"I'm sorry." He said. "I really am and I'm here because I want to make it up with you." I looked at Mom and Dad. They smiled. I looked at him.

"Mark." I said. "I--"

"Let's go to your room, okay?" He said. I sighed.

"Fine." I said and went upstairs with him.

***

An hour had past. Mark was cool, but I don't think he knew about me having a new boyfriend.

"And maybe we can now go back together!" He said as he intertwined our fingers. I sighed and pulled away.

"I can't be with you anymore." I said. His smile and excitement faded.

"Wh-Why not?" He asked.

"I have a boyfriend." I whispered. He scoffed. 

"Please." He said. "Just finish with your new boyfriend. That simple."

"No its not that simple." I said. "When you left and turned me in, I was afraid to be in love. I met Adam. He loves me. He taught me to not be afraid to love him and now, I'm not afraid because I'm in love with him."

"No." Said Mark. "You can't!" I stood up from my bed.

"I'm sorry." I said. "But--"

"NO THOMAS!" He yelled. He jumped from the bed and pressed me to the wall. I started shaking. "You belong to me and no one else!"

"No, please listen!" I pleaded. "I don't love you anymore! I have someone new. Adam--"

"Screw Adam!" He yelled. "That 'Adam' is nothing! 'Adam' doesn't exist!"

"Yes he does!" I yelled, but immediately got slapped. I kicked Mark and he backed away. I ran downstairs, but Mom and Dad weren't here. Where were they? Suddenly Mark pressed me to the couch. I screamed as I tried to fight him back.

***

Mark had left. Mom and Dad still were not here. I was just in the far corner of the living room, cuddling myself into a ball. That's when I saw my phone on the small table. I decided to call Adam. Maybe he'll...I smirked as I saw a small piece of glass on the floor that was left when Mark broke a glass. I crawled for the glass and also grabbed my phone. I then quickly went back to my corner and slowly made a few cuts on my arm. Blood slowly made their way down my wrists. I smiled. I had been clean for two months. Now, I want to feel the pain again. After a lot of blood was spilling, I threw the glass. I gulped. Adam was going to hate me. I grabbed my phone and called Adam's number. It vibrated three times until...

"Hello?" Said his voice.

"Adam?" I said.

"Hey baby." He said. "What's up?"

"C-Can you please come t-to my house?" I asked. "Its an emergency."

"Okay I'll be there ASAP." Said Adam. I smiled. He hung up and I put my phone down. I looked at my bloody arms. Please Adam, don't leave me when you see me...