•Adam POV•

I watched Millicint nervously as she stared into the small square box.

"So," I drawled out anxiously. "What do you think? Will he like it?"

She looked up. The look of anger in her eyes made me take a step back. "How long have you two been engaged?" She asked. The tone of her voice making her first threat come back to my mind.

"A few weeks. A month actually." I answered watching her carefully. "And before you kill me, you didn't know because we were waiting to tell everyone at once. " I spoke quickly. "And if it makes you want to kill me any less you're the first one to see the ring."

"Mhmm," She eyed me carefully. "You're lucky I like you Lambert...you're lucky." She said, knowingly taunting me with her words.

She's so tiny but so intimidating, I still don't understand how.

"Anyway, what do ya' think?" I asked again. As if it wasn't obvious by now, her opinion means a lot. I mean she's his sister...and she lowkey terrifies the fuck out of me with her threats.
"I love it, god I wish someone would get me something like this. How much did it cost?" She asked, closing the box and handing it back to me. I grabbed it and placed it in my pocket.

"The value is nothing, all that matters is the meaning." I said, laughing when she scoffed loudly.

"Quit the crap Lambert, how many thousands did you blow on it?" She asked again.

"It wasn't much. Just a little over three million." I told her, just before she started to choke on air. I stared worriedly as I patted her back.

"Holy hell Lambert. God, that's more than my house, jet, and yacht cost altogether." She said, catching her breath. I laughed, shaking my head.

"It was nothing. He was worth every million and more. It was only so high because I wanted a certain shade of blue that the U.S. didn't have at the moment so I had to get it from Cuba, but then they wouldn't do the exact style I wanted so I basically went country hopping until it was perfect." I explained. She was looking at me with a knowing gaze.

"That's so fucking cute!" She said finally, smiling brightly. "What?" I asked, confused.

"You wanted the exact shade of blue that matches your eyes. Because every time he looks at the ring you want him to think of you. Of what you two have." She concluded. I felt a blush stain my cheeks.

"Cmon," I said, ignoring her cocky smirk.

We walked from the hall into the main room where everyone was. It wasn't alot of people, just a few close friends and family. Ash, Brooke, Spencer, and Jasper were here all ready. My family was due to show up at any minute.

Freya was making dinner and I was going to give Tommy his official engagement ring. I know I proposed with the promise ring I gave him on our first date but I wanted him to have something more serious than that. After all this is very serious.

We are very serious.

I still don't know why he completely shut down on me, but I have a feeling the picture is a bit of the reason why. I promised him I'd take every chance given to prove to him that he's the only thing in this world that lights up my life and that's exactly what I'm going to do.

I love him and I don't want to lose him. I get so scared whenever I feel like I'm going to lose him, and lately that's all I've been feeling. I wouldn't be able to function without him.

I pulled my mind from my thoughts, as Ash walked up to me. Her white-black hair was straightened, and her dark brown eyes gleamed with excitement. "We're going to go hangout in the pool until diner, are you coming. " She asked. I smiled, nodding my head in agreement.

"Yeah. Let me just call Tommy first and I'll meet you all out there." I told her. She said okay, and her and everyone else filled out of the main room. I pulled my phone from my pocket and dialed Tommy's number, pressing the phone to my ear.

I only wanted to call and make sure he got home for diner and more importantly to make sure he was okay, he left before we really even got to see each other this morning. I wouldn't even let that thought waver in my mind if that wasn't how our mornings had been going since the past two weeks.

It had been ringing for a while when he finally answered.

"Adam?" The sound of his voice filled my ears, making my heart speed up. He actually sounded happy, not shut off and depressed like he's usually been.

"Hey babe, are you okay?" I asked, not really being able to keep the worry from my voice although there wasn't much in it.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine, why? How's your day been?" He asked, sounding a bit distracted. I ignored it.

"No reason, I just want to make sure you're alright. My day has been okay, although it would've been better if I would've gotten to see you. You rushed out so quick earlier, I didn't even get a kiss goodbye." I spoke quietly into the phone, moving over to sit on the couch.

"I know. I'm sorry. We should do something tonight just the-just the two of us." He said pausing for a bit.

"That sounds amazing, I have a surprise for you, and I'm hoping you'll love it." I said smiling. The line was quiet. "Baby?" I said after two minutes and no response. "I'm here," He answered.

"I was saying that I actually have a surprise for you. Can you be home near eight. " I asked him. He agreed. After we said our 'I love you's' we hung up and I closed my eyes letting my head rest against the couch.

"Adam," I heard a voice call my name, and inwardly I groaned but still opened my eyes and sat up on the couch as I saw Millicint walking over. She sat beside me on the couch.

"Remember when you called me about a week ago and asked me something about my brother?" She asked. I watched her closely.

"Yes," I said. That's when everything just started to get worse he had already refused eating unless I forced him to, but then he'd stopped talking to me all together. He shut me out completely but then this week he started to slowly open back up.

"I lied to you." She said quietly, her eyes filled with guilt, causing me to look away for a minute. They looked so much like his, I couldn't stand to look into them when they were pained.

"What are you talking about." I asked.
"When you asked me about his past, his mental stability in the past. He's never been fine Adam. When we were nineteen our grandparents passed away, our parents...well that's not something I like to talk about. Anyway our grandparents knew about his depression and they made him take pills and everything was okay. When they died he kind of spiraled out of control and got mad at the world, he got mad at him self. He refused to take his meds and I remember times when he'd get so depressed, not even I could cheer him up. Not even I could talk him out of scarring up his body

Thank god he met Isaac around that time. Isaac sort of reined him in. They-"

"So what are you saying?" I asked, hating the fact that I had to cut her off but honestly I couldn't stand to hear Isaac's name. He almost ruined the best thing that's ever happened to me. The last thing I needed was him on my mind. I felt the anger of that night coming back to my body. I cleared my mind quickly.

"When you told me how he was acting...well I knew I should've...but I just thought that, maybe it wasn't happening again. Now I realize I was selfish for doing what I did because it was more of me just not wanting it to be happening again." She sighed, closing her eyes for a minute. It wasn't hard to put two and two together.

"You think he's suffering from depression?"
"Not just depression Adam, it's worst than that. He has Dysthymia." She said, but I raised my hand up stopping her from continuing.

"Wait, you think Tommy is chronically depressed?" I asked, the disbelief very evident in my voice.

"I don't think, he's my brother, I know he is. Adam you may think he's better but all he does is pushes his pain behind a mask and that's all he ever does just so he won't burden anyone with it. Trust me, I know him. He knows I know him that's why he secretly hates spending time with me, he knows I'm going to try to get him help and he dreads going back to that point in his life but he just won't accept that that's the only way he'll get better. He needs help, Adam."

"I don't like what your suggesting right now. Nothings wrong with him, he's fine. And if at any point he wasn't I'd know. He's my fiance, I can take care of him"

"I'm not saying you can't. I'm just saying there's so much you don't know about his past and I've seen him act this way before, I know what's coming. Whether you like it or not there's no other option but to--"

"But to what? To shove pills down his throat? If that's not what he wants I won't make him go through it-"

"For godsake Adam open your fucking eyes, he almost jumped off of a balcony do you really think he's capable of knowing what he wants?! Or are you so love struck that you care more about his wants than what's best for him?" Millicint screamed.

"Well..." I heard Jaspers voice seep into the heated conversation, and I looked away from Millicints angry brown eyes which I'm sure mirrored mine perfectly as I stared at Ash, Jasper, Brooke, Spencer, and my family who were all standing in the arch way to the main room.

Well great.

Just great.

"I don't mean to sound like a bitch," I turned my attention back to Millicint, even though her voice was the last one I wanted to hear at this point. "Because I noticed when I said his name you tensed up, but at least when my brother used to hang out with Isaac, Isaac would do what's best for him even if it would hurt him. And I'm sorry Adam but what you're doing doesn't even compare to that."

A bitter laugh left my lips, "With all due respect Millicint, the only thing Isaac knows how to do is hurt Tommy. So excuse me if I don't aim to be like him...like you. I refuse to hurt Tommy, and you can call that what you want, but I call it love. Now please everyone," I turned to look at the audience that had got caught in this. "Please just get out of my house. The diner is cancelled." I said.

I got up from the couch making my way out of the main room. Ignoring everyone, even my Dad as he called my name. I passed by the kitchen seeing Freya still working on the food. "I apologize Freya but the diners not happening anymore. Can you please just make sure everyone makes their way out of the house in the next ten minutes, gracias." I told her before heading up the stairs.
I collapsed back on my bed once I made it to my room.

The nerve of her to say what she said.

Firstly I'm never going to force pills down Tommy's throat if he doesn't want to take them. And it's not because I'm afraid of hurting him it's because I nor does anyone else have the right to. And fuck it, yeah it's also because I love him too much to do that.

The fact that she even tried to slide in that she thinks Tommy would have been better off with Isaac, pisses me off beyond no end. Does she even know how he treats him? God it's like she doesn't even care about her own fucking brother. I swear the fact that Tommy loves her is the only thing that kept me from snapping at her and telling her a lot more than to simply get the fuck out of my house.

I groaned, burying my face into a pillow.

All I want right now is Tommy.

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•Tommy POV•

The pain erupted up my shoulder and spread across my back as he pushed me against the car. Anger boiled in me. My fist balled up as I swung and hit the brunette dead in the jaw. "What the fuck Isaac? You're too rough!" I shouted at him.

Frowning at me he just rolled his eyes. "I wouldn't have to be if you'd just get in the car. C'mon we're leaving." He said again.

"No, I'm not going anywhere with you while you're pissed off. It's bad enough being around you when you aren't in a pissy mood." I said.

"I'm not pissed off. Why would I be? Just get in." He said climbing into the drivers seat.

"You lying to me, or to yourself." I mumbled as I reluctantly climbed into the car. He started the car and drove away from Adams house. I looked over to see the side of his face that I had punched was already bruising up pretty bad. Instinctively I reached over and touched his blood stained cheek.

He glanced over at me. "You've got a tougher punch than your boyfriend." He said, turning his attention back to the road.

"He's my fiance." I said after a while.

"Yeah, repeat it so the world can hear why don't you." He mumbled sarcastically.

"Fuck you, Isaac." I said.

"Please do, give me a reason to pull your hair besides you working on my nerves." He said, flicking me off. I ignored him for the entirety of the ride after that.

Asshole.

"What are you doing?" I asked when he pulled up at his house.

"You're sleeping over." He said, getting out of the car.

"Like hell I am!" I said.

"Yet you got out of the car and you're following me inside. Here," He turned around and tossed me his car keys. "Leave if you want, just know you're leaving me car-less. And you know how I get when I'm car-less." I scoffed.
"You're trying to ruin my life, aren't you?" I asked, stepping into his house. He turned around and looked at me.

"You're letting me, aren't you?" He countered, that smirk of his dancing on his lips. He walked up to me, but when he got two steps too close I held my hand up to stop him.

I could feel his breathing, I could feel the heat that radiated off his body and it all made me a bit uneasy. I went to take a step back but he grabbed the back of my
neck, making my fists ball up and my body tense. "You and I, we're about to have a talk." He whispered to me.

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