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A Change Of Hearts

Chapter 7

Part 1

Adam

Before I can utter out the name of the person who stands before me I drift off again. I wake around an hour later to a sound of tapping. I open my eyes and realise I'm alone and I really take the time to take in my situation. I can't really work out how long I've been here though I recognise the room. It's a room I spent many a time in laughing the day away in the past. It's exactly how I remembered it as well. The battered sofa in the corner and the old TV that has always had the on button missing, the posters on the wall of boy bands long discarded and I wonder how I could possibly be in this situation, and how the person who has me could have done this.

As my mind drifts I think about what happened between my Dad and Sean and wonder absentmindedly if there's any way we can all move forward with this, or whether Sean and Dad will always argue. And I think about the future that me and Sean could have and worry about whether it will ever truly work out with him.

I'm interrupted from my thoughts by the sound of the lock clicking and close my eyes hoping he will think I'm still asleep. I hear the door open and close and then something being dragged across the floor. The aroma of a burger fills my nostrils and I am suddenly reminded of how hungry I am. I can suddenly sense him near him and smell the familiar aftershave he wears. Suddenly I can feel his hot breath breathing onto my neck making me inwardly cringe. I shudder as his tongue wet and thick slithers down my neck followed by a deep rumbling laugh and I pray that I will get out of this.

"No point pretending Adam, I know you're not asleep" he leers at me. Why is he doing this?

I open my eyes tentatively and look at the table laid out before me. There is a white table cloth laid out with a plate with some food on it and a candle in the corner. It would almost be civilised if it wasn't for the kidnapping part. And he sits across from smiling as if were on a date and it dawns on me, this is exactly what he thinks. He thinks were on a date and somewhere in his warped and sick mind this is normal for him. A chill runs down my back as the danger of the situation really sets in. Sitting across from me is the only man I have ever been with. Michael Riley.

Sean

After another long and fruitless night of looking for Adam I make my way home feeling dejected and partly resigning myself to the fact that I will never find him. I go into the house and pull something to eat out of the freezer, putting it into the oven and making my way towards the shower. As the water cascades onto my skin I feel a little bit more normal and I have time to try pull my thoughts together.

If I just knew that all this looking I was doing was going to come to some sort of conclusion I would feel better. The police are taking things more seriously now but they are still now working hard enough in my eyes. His family are falling apart, I'm falling apart wondering and waiting for some sort of inclination he's ok.

I keep feeling like I'm missing something like the answer to Adam's whereabouts is right in my face and I'm just not getting it. I'm trying everything and I still nothing. There is no way he can just disappear. And I know something bad has happened to him because he wouldn't do this to us over a stupid argument! If I could just speak to him I would feel so much better, If I could hold him for just five minutes my world would be the right way up again because without him I can't function. I can't breathe.

I step out of the shower and make my way back to the kitchen. As I pass the mirror something catches my eye. On the dining table is a vase of white lilies I have never seen before. I walk towards the table and pick up the envelope laid beside it and my breath hitches in my throat as I open it. Inside are two things. A picture of Adam sat tied to a chair in a room I don't recognise and a note reading. How does it feel to have your heart ripped out? You're going to find out...

Adam

Michael has been my only proper relationship. Sure I've played around with other guys and had small rebounds but I loved him more than anything. But we were toxic together. We always argued and we were to wrapped up in each other to notice other people. He is a jealous manipulative bully and I didn't see any of it until things got really bad. When we first got together everything was perfect. He was one of Christian's friends and I always thought he was cool and good looking. When I first came out to my family he helped me to come to terms with everything. I thought he was just being nice and then 6 months later he told me he liked me. And that he had always liked me and didn't think I felt the same. We took it slow for a while. But things weren't easy, Christian fell out with him and he was banned from the house. A lot of people had shunned us because of the situation but we kept going strong.

We fell in love quickly and at first it was bliss. We spent the days making love and talking about the future. And then things started changing slowly but surely. He would be more possessive or try and tell me what I should be wearing. Or he would ring my phone constantly wanting to know where I am constantly and who I was with. He started accusing me of cheating on him and not loving him daily. Then one day things got really bad. I was at his place cooking him an anniversary meal and he didn't come home. Everything was ruined and I was fuming by the time he got back drunk and falling all over the place. We started arguing and before I knew it, it was a screaming match. I didn't wanna deal with him again so I got my stuff and tried to head home. He wouldn't let me leave kept screaming and shouting. The next thing I knew he was on raining down blows like he would never stop. I curled up into a ball to try and minimise the damage. After a little while he got up and sat on the couch crying. I was in too much pain and too shocked to move and just lay on the ground staring up at the ceiling. I couldn't work out how things had got so bad and I didn't know how I was going to get out of the situation. I just knew I had to and that as much as I loved him we were dangerous to each other. I waited until he passed out on the couch and snuck out of his flat.

I thought once I had left that it would be over but it was far from it. He harassed me, constantly calling and texting and emailing. Every time I blocked him he would find a way to get back in touch. He would come to my house ranting and raving that he wanted to see me or he would camp out on the driveway until my dad would make him move on. He would come to my school and attempt to walk me home but I would ignore him and go my own way. I had to get a restraining order in the end and that seemed to be the last of him. I heard a few months later that he was seeing someone else and I thought he had finally got the message. Clearly not.

I never thought in my wildest dreams I would ever see him again. Christian has seen him a couple of times obviously after everything that happened their friendship just completely broke down but they were civil to each other. And he would always ask people about me but they never told him anything. And that was the way I wanted it. I knew no matter what happened me and Michael were never going to get back together and If there was any way we were going to get passed this One of us had to lock it off. Clearly Michael didn't get the message.

I looked at the man in front of me and I knew it wasn't the Michael I knew. This guy was a whole other level. Something more malevolent and dangerous then I could even conceive. He looks relaxed and completely at ease with the whole situation and that chills me even more. He raises a glass of wine and makes a toast.

"To us" He whispers with a face splitting smile. I can't breathe or even speak. The only thing I can do is stare blankly at him. He gets up and unties my hands. I relish in the feeling of the blood rushing back into them and glance at the door.

"I'd kill you before you got to the door. So play nice and eat your dinner baby" He speaks with confidence. I weigh up my options. I can either chance it and, make a run for the door or I can wait and see what happens and talk y way out of it. I opt for option b.

"It is so nice to be here with you Adam. We didn't really get a chance to talk properly when things ended between us and I have always regretted that. But you wouldn't give me a chance would you? All you had to do was hear me out and everything would have been shiny and clear, but you made me go to these lengths. How could you think a restraining order could stop me from being with you Adam? I love you".

All through his speech he leans in and speaks softly trying to calm me down. But his calm demeanour has the opposite effect on me. It only confirms what I already know. This man is crazy and there is no way I can get away from him.

Sean

I walk out of the police station fuming. Even though I was the one who gave them the picture they still look at me with suspicion like I've got him, like I'm the one who doing all of this. As I pull into my driveway something about my house looks different and I'm instantly on red alert. I walk cautiously towards my door and find it already unlocked. I go inside and the whole pace has been ransacked. Shocked and bewildered I make my way through my flat wondering who could have done this to me and then I hear it.

A soft voice whispering, singing to itself coming from my bedroom. I recognise the voice instantly and I'm running to the room only to be disappointed by the video on screen and no sign of Adam. I realise instantly it's a video feed from the quality on the screen and just as I'm about make my way towards the phone a familiar figure stands in front of it, and I stagger with shock and confusion. Staring back at me is Michael a man I have thought of everyday for the last 2 years since the last time I saw him. Since the day I killed him.

Adam

I wake again to the familiar sound of dripping and realise with a sinking heart that I'm still stuck in this hell. I can hear the faint sound of buzzing and then the telly comes to life. Staring at me is Sean and it is the best thing for me to see right now. I try to reach out to him and then I remember that I'm still tied and something about this whole situation doesn't sit right with me. Why a video feed of Sean? What does he have to do with the situation? And with a nauseating realisation I know it's because of me. Because I dared to love anyone that isn't Michael.

Michael walks into the room cocky as anything and looks right into the camera.

"Hello Sean. How are you feeling today?" He asks with fakeness oozing from every word.

"What do you want Michael?" Sean spits back. How the hell does he know his name?

"I don't think that's anyway to speak to me Sean! Especially when I have something you want! That's always been you're problem hasn't it. You're always playing some sort of game! Speaking to people how you want! Treating people how you want! WELL NOT ANYMORE! This time I'm making the rules got it!" He screams back and once again I'm reeling, just what the hell is going on?

"Michael this is between me and you, just let Adam leave" Sean pleads with him. Michael laughs and picks up the camera bringing it closer towards me. With a violent move he twists my head up towards the camera.

"You're both so self-centred it sickens me. It's about me! Both of you screwed me over and then fucked off! I think it's about time I got to control things. If you contact the police, if you tell anyone about this video feed, as much as I love him, I will kill him. I will fuck him, I will cut him, I will kill him and I'll make you watch" He says with pure conviction, as I shudder, because I know with absolute certainty he is telling the truth. He forces his mouth to mine and forces his tongue inside invading my mouth and sickening me. He then lets me go and switches off the camera. He places it back on the television screen and then sits in the chair facing me. For a moment neither of us says anything and I just stare back at him. Finally my curiosity gets the better of me.

"Michael, what is going on?"

"Adam, as much as I love you, you really are just so fucking stupid. This is about revenge."

"What did I ever do to you that was so wrong?"

"You left me" He says simply and for the first time I see the Michael I used to know.

"You promised you loved me, you promised you would never leave me and then you did"

"Michael you hit me. You hit me over and over again" I state quietly trying hard to hold my anger. How dare this dick blame this all on me?

"I made a mistake!! People make mistakes! But you wouldn't even give me another chance. You just cut me out of your life! But once you hear my side of it everything will go back to normal. No-one can touch us in here. In here we are safe" He speaks walking closer and hugging me by the end. I am seething. He may have me here but it doesn't mean I have to make it easy.

"Get off me" I snap at him making him recoil in shock. "You hit me, you harass me you kidnap me and now you want me to hear you out and feel sorry for you. I can't stand to be anywhere near you anymore. What kind of relationship could we ever have!?! Just the thought of you touching me makes me SICK!!" I shout. He walks towards smiling smugly at me. I spit at him and hit him in the face. He takes his finger and wipes the saliva into his mouth making me gag.

"You taste good baby. You may hate me right now but you will listen to me. You don't have any other choice" He whispers and walks towards the door.

"What does Sean have to do with this?" I shout making him stop in his tracks.

"He has everything to do with it." He says quietly.

"He's the one who killed me" He says with conviction.

I stare back at him trying hard not to laugh. This man has really lost his mind.

"Don't be ridiculous!" I splutter laughing.

"I'm not. I'm dying Adam. I'm HIV positive. And Sean gave it to me" He says.

TO BE CONTINUED

AUTHORS NOTE:

Hi guys!

So this is the latest chapter of A Change of Hearts. I know it's not as long as the others but I wanted to keep it bouncing between these two characters so I have to decided to write it in 2 parts. I also know that the story has taken a drastic turn but please bear with me it is all relevant to the finished product I promise.

So what do you think about the revelations in this chapter and what about the new character that has been added? How do you think Michael and Sean are linked together? And if you were writing the story where would you take it next?

Thanks for your continued support and feedback!

Much Love

J x