larry's pov
i couldn't tell how long adam and i had sat there for without speaking to one and other.
but it was quite a while.
everytime i would look at him, he'd turn away.
and i'm not sure why.
i'm sort of still debating if i should be selfish and walk out of here without him.
but then again, i wouldn't want to do that to him.
"adam, we have to do something." i told him finally.
he shook his head.
i wasn't sure what that meant.
but i knew sitting there awkwardly wasn't going to get us out of there quickly.
"adam, i won't say it again, we have to do something." i stood up and announced.
"then do something." adam said.
"what?! i need your help, we need to think!"
"i have been thinking, but then i realize you're probably just going to leave me in here again." he told me.
i didn't know how to respond.
it felt like my heart was beating out of my chest.
i was so afraid.
and for why?
i didn't know why.
maybe i was afraid to betray him again.
"i'm not going to."
"yeah right, you did it before, you can do it again!" adam finally stood up and yelled toward me.
"i wanted to help you!" i yelled back.
"no you didn't! you would've if you really wanted to!"
"adam--"
"no! you left me on purpose and you know it!" he'd interrupted me.
"it's in the past."
"that doesn't make it okay, it still affects me to this day!" he'd yell once more.
"okay, i'm sorry."
"you've already apologized enough."
"well, what do you want me to do? huh?" i asked.
"i don't know, find a fucking key or something!" adam continued.
"you know, that's what i've been trying to do!" i yelled back.
"you're just standing there like a prick!"
"i'm thinking! okay?"
then adam rolled his eyes and sat back down.
he didn't look at me much after that.
and i didn't look at him.
i wasn't sure what to do.
randomly, adam had lifted his shirt and sneezed.
but when he did.
something wasn't right.
i noticed something marked on his body.
"adam, lift up your shirt again." i told him.
"what? why?"
"just do it."
he made a weird face but lifted up his shirt finally.
there was an x painted where his heart was located.
"x marks the spot." i whispered.
"what?"
"there's an x..on your heart."
then oddly, adam stood up and lifted up my shirt for me.
i was very confused and a little uncomfortable.
"huh." adam said after that.
"what?"
"you too."
"really?"
"yes, there's an x on your heart too."
then i was, again, confused.
we stared at eachother for a quick 5 seconds.
i'm sure we were both as confused as eachother.
then he sat back down.
"what does that even mean?" adam said outloud.
"what?"
"the x's? on our hearts?"
"i don't know. maybe a way to show that we're damaged after our experience?"
yet i wasn't very damaged, but i knew he was.
then adam took a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket.
"what're you doing?" i asked.
"we've been here for a while, i need a smoke." he replied.
"it's been an hour."
"yeah, that's a while." adam said lighting a cigarette.
once he put it in his mouth.
i wasn't sure how to act.
i just rolled my eyes and turned away from him.
"i'm so horny." adam whispered loudly.
"you're what?"
"nothing."
"i heard what you said." i told him.
"oh yeah?"
"yeah."
"what'd i say then?"
"you said you were h-- nevermind." i rolled my eyes again.
it was hard to ignore his immatureness.
then i finally sat next to him once again,
breathing in the smell of smoke.
i turned toward him.
and for once, he looked back at me.
he blew the smoke toward my face.
yet i didn't cough.
i smiled.
then he handed me a cigarette.
i wasn't sure i wanted one.
but i took it.
once i had it in my mouth.
he lit the cigarette for me,
and when he did, there was major eye contact.
then we both sat there,
smoking cigarettes next to eachother in what adam would call a "prehistoric bathroom" or "shithole".
the more i smoked, the calmer i felt.
but i knew if i were there alone, i'd be freaking out.
so i guess i'm happy he was there.
"hey larry?"
"yeah?"
"did you ever think about me?" adam asked.
"all the time." i whispered outloud, facing him.
"me too."
then adam moved around oddly,
suddenly, he laid his head on my lap.
it was strange but i said nothing.
"is this okay?" he asked me, holding the cigarette in his hand.
i nodded slowly, and continued to smoke with him,
he closed his eyes and continued to blow the smoke from his mouth.
i'm not sure why, but it felt slow motion when he was doing it.
and i don't know if it were just me.
then, adam and i fell asleep.