Hai. This is the last chapter! No sequel! Thanks for staying on this ride with Bailey and me :) Love you guys!

Tommy's POV

I woke up with my arms around Adam's waist and his around mine. I wanted to wake up like this forever and ever. I know for a fact I'm never going to let go of him. He's mine and mine alone. He's my Babyboy, and I'm pretty sure he wants to be it for as long as possible. I smiled a little, nuzzling into his neck and frowning. He was cold. I glanced down his body and he wasn't under any blankets, so I assumed his body temperature just dropped because of that. Made sense right? But, I wasn't under any blankets, and I didn't feel cold.

Yea, but you're not dying from a deadly and still incurable disease, Tommy Joe. I shuddered at that thought.

"Baby, do you want some blankets or something?" I mumbled, glancing up at him, but he was still asleep. I know I should let him rest, but I want to talk to him and spend some time with him. We only have a little time left together and I want it to be spent loving each other. I'm sorry Adam, but you're not sleeping when you only have too much time left.

"Adam…" I mumbled, kissing him on the lips and gasping, pulling back and looking at him oddly. His lips were bitter and…as cold as fucking snow. That wasn't normal. My heart quickened its pace and my hands became clammy. "Adam?" I asked again, shifting a little and hearing the crinkling of paper. I grunted and I got the small piece of paper from under my arm and gazed at it. When I finished reading the note, tears were pouring down my face and I straddled Adam's waist. "A-Adam?" I gasped, leaning my head down and pressing my ear to his chest. Nothing. Silence.

This was it.

"O-Oh, fuck, no, baby!" I moaned, cupping his face in my hands and kissing his lips over and over again, trying to taste him, to wake him up. But he didn't budge. He didn't kiss back; he just laid there and would be doing that until the end of time. "A-Adam…" I choked, burying my head into his neck and sobbing. Realization hit me in the fucking balls.

He was gone.

Adam Lambert…the love of my life, my entire existence was dead. And I was trying to bring him back to life with kisses, fuck, I'm stupid. If he were to be brought back from the dead with freaking kisses, I would be hopping off walls. He's dead. He's never coming back. I won't ever be able to see him again, hear his voice, and kiss him with passion. This was it. It was over, he was dead. And there's not heaven, where you fucking go up into the stupid clouds and meet everyone. Adam and I didn't believe in that shit…So even if there was a God, he would send us to hell…

His heartbeat has ceased.

"N-No…" I whispered, getting off of my dead boyfriend and shuffling over to the bathroom. "I'm so sorry. I know you told me to meet someone new and live my life…, but life isn't worth living without you, Babyboy…" I muttered, reaching up into the cabinet and taking out the sleeping pills I had bought just for this occasion. I had been planning suicide for a couple months, and I had these stashed away. I made sure Adam didn't find them because he's been onto me about this. He knew that I've been contemplating suicide. Not before he died, but right when he does.

Without you…

I gulped and grabbed the bottle, unscrewing the lid and pouring out seven pills. More than enough to kill me. And that's what I wanted. Without Adam, it's virtually impossible to stay alive anymore. He's my heart, and if he's not alive, why should I be? Even if I were to remain alive, it would be depressing, unsatisfying, and I would be forlorn time in and time out. Why would Adam want me to live like that? He wouldn't…He assumes I can find someone else like him. Don't make me laugh.

…I am nothing.

I shoved all the pills in my mouth and bent down, turning on the faucet and swallowing them down. They eased down my throat and fell hard into my stomach. I smiled, sauntering back to the bed and falling next to Adam, holding the note close to my breathing chest. I turned my head and looked at his face on last time, knowing that the excessive amount of pills I took would be kicking in at any moment. He was so gorgeous, even when he wasn't there anymore. His soul has vanished and left nothing more than a shell of the man I love. I sighed leaning over and kissing him softly on the lips, holding the note tightly. That was the only part of him that was still alive anymore.

Love me…

"I love you so much, Adam" I muttered against his lips, kissing them again and brushing some hair from his face. He seemed at peace, and that was all I could ask for. He wasn't in pain anymore.

My eyes began to droop, but I forced them open so I could keep staring at my beautiful boyfriend. The person I will always and forever love. The fact that he thinks I can go on living without him is ridiculous, I know he told me to go on and find someone new, someone better, but he is that someone better. He is that someone new. That someone that I always want. I want to marry him, adopt a kid with him…

Perhaps, in an alternate universe at which you go, you'll be able to see the love of your life…And fall hard for him once again. I would do that. Start this all over. Meet Adam all over again, just so I could see him. Know him.

Finally, the pills began to seep in and I couldn't hold my eyes one any longer. They drooped, slowly shutting. But before they closed I kissed Adam on the lips one more time, tasting him, hoping that I will be able to love him somewhere else.

…in the Aftermath.