Secrets in the Healing
Secrets in the Healing Chapter 18
“What time is it?” I asked, as Tommy started pouting.
“1am.” Adam said, smiling.
Tommy looked back at Adam, and I started laughing again.
“Thanks Adam!” I said, still laughing.
Suddenly, the camera dropped and I was staring at the ceiling of their place.
“What just happened?” I asked, getting worried.
“Tommy ran off somewhere.” Adam said, picking up the iPhone.
“Seriously? I’m going to go look for him.” I said, ending the call and signing off.
I put my iPod in my pocket, and wheeled out the door.
“Damn it, Tommy.” I mumbled. “I’m in a wheelchair and it’s almost 2am. I could get killed out here.”
“Then be more careful with what you say.” I heard someone say.
Suddenly, the guy picked me up. I took out my mini flashlight from my pocket and shined it in his face to see who it was.
“Tommy?!” I slightly screamed.
“Yes now get that fucking light out of my eyes before I drop you.” He said, moving his head.
“Well let’s go to my house. It’s about to rain.” I said, putting my flashlight away, as he put me back in the wheel chair.
“Alright. But I’m pushing you there.” He said, grabbing the handles.
“Alright.” I said, letting go of the wheels.
“So what was with earlier?” He asked.
“What do you mean?” I said, looking up at him.
“About liking Adam.” He said, pushing the wheel chair.
“Well it depends on how you think about it.” I said, smiling.
“Well I think that you mean you would like him more than me.” He said, with a pout.
“Why would you think that?” I asked.
“Well he has more popularity than me.” He said, still pouting.
“Hey.” I said. “Just be glad that I don’t start liking Tokio Hotel more than you. Especially Bill Kaulitz. He seems cool.” I said, slightly giggling.
He was about to say something when my iPod made a sound. I took it out, and it said that Tommy was calling me, which I figured was Adam. I pressed Answer, and Adam popped onto the screen.
“Did you find him?” He said.
I lifted my iPod so that Adam could see Tommy.
“Where are you now?” Adam asked, as Tommy pushed me into my house.
“Her house.” Tommy said, taking my iPod.
I started thinking, and before I knew it, I was crying.
“Adam, I have to go.” I heard Tommy say.
“1am.” Adam said, smiling.
Tommy looked back at Adam, and I started laughing again.
“Thanks Adam!” I said, still laughing.
Suddenly, the camera dropped and I was staring at the ceiling of their place.
“What just happened?” I asked, getting worried.
“Tommy ran off somewhere.” Adam said, picking up the iPhone.
“Seriously? I’m going to go look for him.” I said, ending the call and signing off.
I put my iPod in my pocket, and wheeled out the door.
“Damn it, Tommy.” I mumbled. “I’m in a wheelchair and it’s almost 2am. I could get killed out here.”
“Then be more careful with what you say.” I heard someone say.
Suddenly, the guy picked me up. I took out my mini flashlight from my pocket and shined it in his face to see who it was.
“Tommy?!” I slightly screamed.
“Yes now get that fucking light out of my eyes before I drop you.” He said, moving his head.
“Well let’s go to my house. It’s about to rain.” I said, putting my flashlight away, as he put me back in the wheel chair.
“Alright. But I’m pushing you there.” He said, grabbing the handles.
“Alright.” I said, letting go of the wheels.
“So what was with earlier?” He asked.
“What do you mean?” I said, looking up at him.
“About liking Adam.” He said, pushing the wheel chair.
“Well it depends on how you think about it.” I said, smiling.
“Well I think that you mean you would like him more than me.” He said, with a pout.
“Why would you think that?” I asked.
“Well he has more popularity than me.” He said, still pouting.
“Hey.” I said. “Just be glad that I don’t start liking Tokio Hotel more than you. Especially Bill Kaulitz. He seems cool.” I said, slightly giggling.
He was about to say something when my iPod made a sound. I took it out, and it said that Tommy was calling me, which I figured was Adam. I pressed Answer, and Adam popped onto the screen.
“Did you find him?” He said.
I lifted my iPod so that Adam could see Tommy.
“Where are you now?” Adam asked, as Tommy pushed me into my house.
“Her house.” Tommy said, taking my iPod.
I started thinking, and before I knew it, I was crying.
“Adam, I have to go.” I heard Tommy say.