Looking For You

Pushpins

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Adam's pov:

"Sounds like a make believe story to me," I say not convinced on this whole "evil half " shit. "Lets just continue on with life like nothing happened."

"But Adam you don't understand-" Tommy tried to convince me, but I silenced him.

"If we act like nothing happened then we'll be fine." I told Tommy but he didn't look satisfied.

"Well, I better get going." Neil said and headed for the door.

"Wait," I ran after him before he could make it to the door. "thank you." I said to him but he only smiled. And after a moment of standing there, he walked out.

I walked back into the living room and saw that both Sauli and Tommy were asleep. Sauli was crammed onto my love seat and Tommy was stretched out on the couch.

Since I had nothing better to do I walked upstairs to get changed. As I walked down the hallway I noticed that my bedroom light was on.

Well, that's odd I thought to myself. In the morning I could have sworn that I didn't even bother putting the light on because I was in such a rush.

Oh well. I thought to myself, thinking nothing much of it.

I went into my closet and pulled out 2 soft blankets. I closed my closet door and this time, I made sure to shut my bedroom light off.

I returned downstairs to find Sauli now laying on the living room floor. Seeing him on the cold floor made me feel bad for him. His face looked so peaceful as he lay curled up on the ground.

I placed the 2 blankets on Tommy and gently I picked up Sauli and decided not to put him back on the tiny love seat. Instead, I brought him up to my room. I don't think that Tommy would mind, me and Sauli were just gonna sleep next to each other. Besides, I would never do anything to betray or hurt Tommy.

I carefully began to walk up the stairs, but midway up the staircase I heard a loud bang come from the living room.
Did Tommy fall off the couch too?

As soon as I laid Sauli in my bed, I ran back downstairs to see Tommy laying on the ground.  As I walked closer to him, I felt something sharp pierce my foot. I looked at the bottom of my foot and saw that I had stepped on a pushpin. I slowing began to pull it out of my foot and blood started dripping on the floor.

Where the hell did a pushpin come from? I don't even think I own any. 

Ignoring the whole pushpin incident, I carried Tommy up to me bed too. Looks like I was going to sleep on the couch tonight.