Chapter 4

You walked in feeling happy, like you belonged there. You passed some guitars and let your fingertips strum the chords leaving long notes spit out. Adam didn't really appreciate you doing that, but he's had worse happen to his instruments. He stood behind you, watching your every move again, as if he still didn't trust you.

"Have you ever wondered about how life was, a long time ago and compare it to today? And have seen the huge difference between the way zomb-uh...people have treated the world today?"

"Sometimes...like when I was in history class in school."

Adam rolled his eyes. ( Fucking hell. I need to get a big supply of blood tonight but she's here. ) You sat down on the couch looking around. "Hey Adam, do you think you could teach me how to play something in here?" You asked very happy like. "No." He replied. Thinking hard about how to leave without you being around him. ( Well I am pretty okay, and don't need some right away. So maybe I could leave later or tomorrow night. ) Adam thought.

You were still curious because you haven't explored the whole house yet. Adam could tell by your body language that you had the urge to get up and be little miss snoopy again. "You know curiosity killed the cat." Adam said in a deep voice while leaning against the wall looking at you. "Who said that I was curious about something?" ( How did he know. ) "Oh just guessing." He replied.

"So Adam...what do you like to do...besides play instruments?"

"That's pretty much all I do."

"Why do sleep while the sun is out."

"You could say that I'm a night owl."

"Where do you work?"

"..." no answer

You stood up and ran into a room with no warning. You open the door and- "SHIT! Adam how did you get here so fast?! You scared the fuck out of me!" You screamed "I took track in high school." He answered in a calm tone. "Yeah but there's no way anyone could have gotten here that fast and not be out of breath." You said breathing heavily. After a minute of trying to calm down you entered the room. The first thing you notice was a greenish scrub laying in a box that looked like had been throw on the floor in anger. You pick it up and read the name tag "Faust." You whispered. "Were you a doctor or are you The 13th doctor?" You asked with a small laugh.

"I know nothing about 'The 13th doctor' but yeah I was a doctor about a year ago of some sort."

"Why did you quit?"

"I retired."

"Adam you're way too young to retire."

"I am...I meant to say I just felt like quitting."

The scrub's fell from your hands, you continued to look around. You noticed that more pictures of the whitish haired women were on the floor in the corner with broken frames. You remembered that last time you mentioned her Adam got pissed and stormed out of the room. When you finally saw enough of the stuff laying everywhere, you turned around and grabbed Adam's sides hugging him tightly. He stood there still, no movement was in the room, house, nor neighborhood, all was still, and all was quiet in that hug from.

One minute later the hug departed. You looked up at Adam's eyes, as he was staring down at yours, with a smile. "Why do you keep hugging me?" Adam asked with pleasure. "Because you're a good hugger." You responded. When the hug ended your hands were in Adam's, he took one and put it up to his savory moist lips and gave the palm of your hand a long kiss. Adam's heart grew two inches bigger for you, his love grew stronger, his heart beat faster, he felt more comfortable in front of you, and trusted you more, Adam even felt more...alive.

"What was that for?" You asked trying not to let out a yelp of which would have sounded like a small fangirl scream of love for him. It seemed like he has replaced your old boyfriend and that you not only liked him but...loved him.

"Wanna go for a ride?"

"Sure..." You replied a bit confused of the strange random question.

Adam grabbed your hand and found an old pair of gloves, putting them on you like a gentleman. He then got his and opened the door for you. You took a step out and onto the porch wondering where to go to next. "Follow me." You followed Adam behind the house where laid an old beat down car. "Give me a second to get it started." Adam lifted the hood and turned some knobs, pulled wires, and yanked cords. The car then began to run, you walked over and sat in the passenger seat.

You two were driving down the road in silence until he turned the radio on. "Hey is it okay if I pick up some drinks?" Adam asked. "Yeah sure." You said while thinking ( Oh no! I hope he's not like my last boyfriend and become an alcoholic." ) To make the trip not so awkward you tried to begin a conversation with him.

"Since we'll be drinking, what's your favorite beverage?"

"Uhhh... I guess whiskey or vodka. What's yours?"

"I don't really drink."

"Oh, do you want a milkshake?"

"No thanks. But I am hungry. Can we go out to eat?"

"...No I don't really like to go out much. I know a good place to take you though."

Four minutes later you two pulled up to McDonald's. "Really?!" You asked. Adam sat there smiling. "You're hungry aren't you?" Adam bought you a kids meal. "Hmmm...I didn't know you had a sense of humor." You said. "Weeell..." Adam said with a bit of high pitch tone.After you two goofing around Adam pulled up to the bar. "You can stay here." Adam went inside leaving you in the car. When about five minutes later he came out with two huge bags filled with at least three bottles of "alcohol" in each bag. For the rest of the time you and Adam road around Detroit, admiring the night as it slowly became closer and closer to day. When there was about two minutes left of night, you both pulled up into the dirt driveway and to the house, he entered you into his home taking your white gloves off.

"Thank you." You were so tired and needed to rest now. "May I please sleep here tonight? I'm way too tired to drive home."

"Yes darling." Adam picked you up and carried you to his room and put you down. He took his clothes off and into his robe, as he did that the sun was barely coming up. Adam slipped into bed with you and kissed your forehead. "Goodnight." He said with a small smile and eyes hardly open.