Would You Be Mine? ~Adam Lambert~

I was 17 when I ran away from home. My father was an alcoholic and my mother was a druggie. That's what happens when you live in Hollywood. I never got to live a normal life. Dad made me drop out of high school to get a full-time job that's where I met my best friend Violet, which wasn't so bad but my father would beat me every night; mom would be in her own world.

Where are my manners? My name is Rosalie Valentine and I'd like to tell you a story. It's a great story full of love, friendship, anger, violence and a pop star. You may know him or not. He changed me and my whole world. Before I met him I pushed everyone away. I didn't know how to love but he, he showed me.

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Hey, guys thanks so much for reading! Have a nightmare of a day✌

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I was 17 when I ran away from home. My father was an alcoholic and my mother was a druggie. That's what happens when you live in Hollywood. I never got to live a normal life. Dad made me drop out of high school to get a full-time job that's where I met my best friend Violet, which wasn't so bad but my father would beat me every night; mom would be in her own world.

Where are my manners? My name is Rosalie Valentine and I'd like to tell you a story. It's a great story full of love, friendship, anger, violence and a popstar. You may know him or not. He changed me and my whole world. Before I met him I pushed everyone away. I didn't know how to love but he; he showed me.

Now I wanna start this story on the day I ran away.

June 1st, 2012

BBBRRRIIINNNNGGGG

"Uggggh!"

I slammed my hand hard on my alarm clock as I slowly opened my eyes seeing the sun peer through my pink curtains. I sat up looking around my pink room and pulled the covers off of me. I went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I swept away my black haired bangs that covered my right eye to see a bruise; my father hit me again. The bruise was turning purple now. I put my hand down and stared into the mirror; my green eyes filled with pain and hatred stared back at me.

I slammed my fist into the mirror breaking it. I looked down at my hand, it had a few shards of glass in it as it started to bleed. I looked back at the broken mirror.

"Humph, I guess I look better in a broken mirror."

I got some glass out of my hand then bandaged it up. I walked over to my closet. I changed into a Katy Perry shirt, black skinny jeans and black flats. I walked over to my curtains and opened them; seeing the Hollywood sign I flipped it off.

I went back into the bathroom. I put on my purple eyeshadow (to blend in with the bruise) eyeliner, mascara and lip gloss. I put my hair up leaving my bangs down to cover my right eye. I walked over to my nightstand and picked up my cell. I got a text from my best friend.

💙Vi💙

Goodmorning! You still comin over?

Me

Yes, I'm heading out right now

💙Vi💙

See ya beautiful!

I closed my cell and put it in my back pocket. I walked out of my room closing the door behind me.

I walked downstairs to find Dad watching TV with a beer in his hand. My stomach growled as I walked into the kitchen. The sink was filled with dishes and there were roaches everywhere; my house is a pig stye. I open the fridge to find two cases of beer. I heard the creaking of the rocking chair knowing who sat in it. I closed the fridge and walked over to Mom, her black hair in her face. I sighed the same thing every day and every night.

I walked by the table seeing white powdery stuff along with needles.

"Mom." I gently pushed on her.

She didn't even look at me just kept on rocking. "I'm going to Violet's house."

I was about out the door but was stop by our family portrait. I was about 5 years old when it was taken Mom was beautiful with her curly black hair and blue eyes. Dad with his green eyes and brown hair. We used to live in New York where I was born. Dad found a better job in Hollywood, so he says.

I shook my head and walked out the door starting down the sideway. Out neighborhood was druggie central. 5 more blocks and I made it to Violet's house. I ringed the doorbell. Violets' mother answered.

I smiled, "Hello Mrs. Jackson"

She smiled back, "Rosalie, come inside Violet is in her room."

She moved away to let me through. When I came inside she closed the door behind me. I headed up to Violets room. On her door was a poster of the movie The Nightmare before Christmas. I opened the door seeing Violet on her bed with her laptop typing away. I closed the door behind me. She looked up at me grinning.

What can I say about Violet? She's beautiful with her Ariel red hair and green eyes. She's been working at Mikes Pub since she was 18 we met a year ago and now we are closer than ever. She has a boyfriend, his name is Johnny. He's completely gothic.

Her smiled changed into a frown when she saw my bandaged hand.

She pointed at it, "Did he do that?"

She knew about my father hitting me. She saw it with her own eyes once. That's why she never comes over to my house.

I looked down, "No. I...punched my mirror."

She sighed, "Rosie..."

I looked up and smiled changing the subject, "How are you and Johnny?"

She closed her laptop and patted the space beside her. I slipped off my flats and sat beside her. She smelled of her favorite spray and body wash Axe for female.

"We are great! I think he's gonna ask me to marry him!" She smiled.

They have been dating since 3rd grade, she told me.

"That's wonderful!"

"Now we need to find you a man." She evilly grinned.

"Ha! When you find a man with beautiful blue eyes and a to die for smile, give me a call."

We laughed.

I stood up and sat in her spinning chair and started spinning around.

Her room was purple with black fuzzy carpet. She has pictures of her and me at the beach. Her and Johnny at a school dance. She painted some pictures of a dark fairy, a sunset and a person on the left side dark angel wings on the right light angel wings. She told me that picture is me.

"You have to sides of you which are the wings. You have a dark side and a light side." She explain to me when I asked how.

I stopped spinning, I was dizzy. I looked over at Violet, she was texting. There was two of her. I closed my eyes.

"You know who's playing tonight?"

Mikes Pub is a pretty awesome place to work at it's kinda like a restaurant but he gets famous people to sing there; it's pretty great. Mike is also Violets' uncle.

"He said either Papa Roach or Adam Lambert."

"I've heard of Papa Roach but not Adam Lambert."

"I heard that Adam was on American Idol."

She looked at her clock.

"Shoot! It's almost 7!"

I snapped open my eyes not dizzy anymore. I jumped up slipped on my flats. Violet got off her bed. She was wearing a V-neck Nightmare before Christmas shirt, skirt with fishnet stalkings. She pulled on her boots and grabbed her cell putting it in her bra.

I giggled.

"I didn't have any pockets!" She laughed.

"Cmon." I laughed.

We headed out. We walked by the park, another block we made it to Mikes Pub.

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