𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑵𝑯𝑬𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻// adam stanheight//saw (finished!!)

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casey's pov

after finding lawrence and adam and leaving the room, about 3 minutes later, adam came storming out with his upset face.

he didn't say anything to me, he just stared at me as i sat on the couch.

"what?" i finally said.

but he just stared, but his face was started to quiver up.

since he was about to cry, i just stood up and approached him.

"what's wrong? what's the matter with you?" i asked him, grabbing him by the arms.

but he still said nothing, then two tears fell from each eye.

instead of asking again, i just hugged him.

and as i did, i saw lawrence watching us from behind adam and down the hall.

he looked creepy, but he also looked mad or sad?

i don't know, but his smug face made me irritated.

i was more irritated that he made adam upset, once again.

then i whispered to adam, "let's go home." i told.

lawrence continued to stare at me, evilly, but i didn't care.

i took adam's hand, and tugged him out the front door.

then we went back to his place.

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once we were in his room, adam didn't say much of anything.

he just sat on the couch.

i wanted to ask him a bunch of questions on his..uhh..adventure with lawrence.

but i knew it wouldn't be the right time to ask.

i mostly wanted to know how anal feels.

but anyways.

"adam." i finally said to him.

"yeah?" he spoke.

i didn't expect him to reply, so then i had no idea what to ask or say.

"um, do you wanna talk about it?" i finally asked.

he shook his head after i asked that.

then it was back to awkward silence as usual.

"can i ask you something?" i said.

he looked at me then.

"where are your parents?"

he looked at me funny, but finally said, "my parents don't speak to me anymore."

"why?"

he said nothing.

"you don't have to tell me."

"i would if i knew." he said.

i guess that made me happy.

"i'm getting the abortion." i blurted.

"what?" he said, shockingly.

"i've made up my mind."

"when?"

"next week." i replied.

he continued looking at me, then turned away again.

"my mom is dead." i told him.

"sorry." he said quickly, almost as if he didn't care.

"i found her." i said again.