Tommy's: POV
I listened to music when I got a message from Isaac. I sighed when I read the text.
Isaac
Can I come over to you? I have something I want to tell you but please don't get mad at me.Tommy
Sure, but I already know what you will tell me.A few minutes later the doorbell rang and mom opened the door. Isaac went up to my room and sat down on my bed.
"Just say it!" I said. "The thing is that I like you more than a friend!" replied Isaac. "I'm not mad at you!" I said. "You don't feel the same?" he asked and I shook my head. "It's okay Tommy!" said Isaac and I smiled a bit.
"There's a great concert at the bar and there is free entrance!" said Isaac. "Let's go!" I replied and we took the bus into the city.
We went into the bar and sat down on the table. After a while went a man up on stage and started to dance around the pole. He was only wearing dark leather pants.
"Shit!" said Isaac. "What is it?" I asked. "It's Adam, he's a stripper!" he said. Then I recognized his cinnamon hair and blue eyes. So this is his extra job, show himself for paying customers, I hope he doesn't sell his body.
Our eyes met and Adam ran backstage. "Wait!" I said and ran after him, but a man stopped me. "Staff only!" he said strictly. "I have to talk to him!" I replied. "But isn't it his sweet little boyfriend?" asked Jim with a grin.
"Are you together with Adam, your own teacher? asked Isaac disgusted. "Yes I am and I love him!" I said. "It's illegal!" he replied. "I don't care!" I shouted. "You are a freak!" he said and left.
"He's in his room!" replied Jim. I saw Adam open his door for a man. "Please, don't!" I said, but he didn't listened.
The man went in and Adam closed the door. "I never thought I would see you here!" he replied and I took a step back. "Dad?" I asked shocked. "Hello Tommy!" he said with a smirk.
I tried to run but he pushed me down on the couch and tore off my clothes. Horrible memories came up in my head. He drugged me and I passed out.
***
The blood flowed from my cut open wrists, but I felt no pain. I don't deserve to live and I do not want to live either.
I picked up a bottle of sleeping pills swallowed them. I closed my eyes and everything went black.
My babies😭 they don't deserve this💔 I hope you liked this chapter.
~MoonGlambert~

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