Outlaws Of Love (Adommy Love Story)

Twenty

*Adam's POV*

The day went on slowly, so fucking slowly by myself. My head was still pounding and I felt lightheaded, but for more reasons than one...

I laid flat on my bed; crossed legs, one hand above my head, the other resting beneath my neck, a smile playing with my lips. I stared at my white ceiling, every now and then glancing at my artwork.

What were the inspirations for these?

I look at them, trying to feel what they showed, but next to none did. I do enjoy them and am proud of my work, except none of them really say what I was experiencing at that moment. They were just colors and sketches on paper.

I sighed, just noticing this now. I sat up on my bed, scratching the back of my head. What is the inspiration in my LIFE? I mean, what's the thing motivating me to go on with my life, to fulfill it? I never really knew... Until today.

I let the corner of my lips turn down, concentrating. That was actually the first time I stopped smiling since the kiss me and Tommy shared. I grinned, closing my eyes and remembering it. Then it hit me. HE was the inspiration in my life to go on, the person I was supposed to be with for the rest of my life, now I found him. My eyes sparked and I stood from my bed, hurrying over to my school bag and grabbing the art project. I handled it delicately and looked it over.

"I need to get this done, perfectly," I said to myself. I sat at my desk and started to work on it carefully.

It's going to be great.

It had been about two hours and I was even close to being done. I mean, it looked REALLY good, but I knew I would have to work the hardest I ever had to make it perfect. I was pretty surprised at how well it resembled him, using just the engraved mental picture in my head.

I sighed and leaned back in my chair. I looked over at my digital clock. 2:00 P.M. It will only be about another hour before Tommy got back. I smiled, and then decided to take two more pills, knowing that the minimum time between intakes was well over. I got up from the chair and stretched, stiff from sitting in the same spot for a while.

I walked to the bathroom, swallowed two more pills, and then headed downstairs to grab something to snack on. Opening a cabinet above the stove, I heard the front door open and a few footsteps following with the shut of the door. The steps got louder, and I pulled my head back to see who just came inside. Neil set threw his bag onto a chair at the dining table and came into the kitchen, leaning against the counter. I gave him a glance then continued with my food search.

"Mom said she will be back, she went to go grab something at the store then pick up Tommy," he said, pulling himself up on the counter and resting his chin in his hands. I guessed that she just dropped him off from school, leaving him here to torture me with remarks and commands.

"Oh, okay." I responded, turning to the fridge to grab something to drink instead. He was silent, but I could tell that he was building up something to say, probably something that would make me pissed off. He just loved to start wars with people.

"So, ya know I saw what happened this morning with you and him," he edged, a devious glint in his eyes.

I looked at him weird. "With who?" I grabbed a Pepsi and stood in front of him. Here we go again. It was just like every other day, but, today I wasn't sure where this was going and this time in involved someone other than me, and it was Tommy.

I could tell this was going to end in flames, but it was a test to see how small I could keep them and how long it will be before it explodes.

"Tommy." He said calmly, face still in his hands. "And I know you know what I'm talking about now. Don't you?" he antagonized.