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.


11. 11

June 6th

"Rosieee!? Girl wake your butt up its noon!"

I felt someone push me.

"Ugghhh. Nooo." I mumbled sleepily.

"Get up we need to talk."

I sat up rubbing the sleep outta my eyes.

I looked at Violet. She had her hands on her hips.

"What did I do?"

She sighed and dropped her hands. She sat on the edge of the bed. I sat beside her.

"I wanna talk about Adam."

Oh lord here it comes.

She looked at me, "It's not that bad!"

Oops, must've said that out loud.

She looked away. I can tell she's being serious.

"Rose, you're like my sister. I don't wanna see you get hurt. Adam is a bad guy. I looked him up he's an on and off relationship with Lilly for the past 3 years now. He's done everything in the book. You are a good girl! More like broken."

I glared at her, "But that's beside the point." I stood up.

She shook her head and stood grabbing both of my shoulders and faced me to look at her.

"Tell me the truth do you like him?"

I looked at her confused, "Didn't you hear me yesterday?"

It was her turn to be confused, "What do you mean?"

"I told you in here that I was falling for him and my whole thing about fairytales aren't real is crumbling?"

She dropped her hands, "Oh, Oh dear."


"I wasn't in here with you...Adam was."

My mouth drop, "That means..."

"He knows." Violet finished my sentence for me.

The door bell rang.

Violet left. I can hear her going downstairs and open the door. 

"Rosalie!" She called for me.

I hurried out of the room and downstairs thinking it might be Adam. When I hit the bottom step and saw who's at the door I wanted to puke.

Her bright red lips curved into a fake smile.

"Well, I finally found you." 

She pushed past Violet. She had a cute, blonde hair and blue eyed guy with her.

"You're a hard girl to find." 


She rolled her eyes, "Let me cut to the chase. Leave Adam alone he is mine. Understand me? "

I glared at her about to tell her how it is but Violet chimed in, "Listen here fake bitch. Leave my damn house now."

She glared at her, "What are you gonna do? Slit your wrist and cry to mommy?"

Violet flinched then glared. I'm not gonna lie Violet did have a habit of cutting. Johnny saved her. Thank god for him!

"Nah I'd rather beat your fake ass." 

I walked over to the house phone and picked it up, "Leave now or I'll call the cops."

She rolled her eyes, "Slut he's my bad boy. Understood?"

"Honey I got news for you. He's now mine. So suck it."

She went "humpf" and left the guy followed right behind her. 

Violet closed the door and locked it. I put down the house phone.

"Next time her fake ass comes again. There will be no mercy."

I laughed, "Violet chill girl."

She took a deep breath then smiled, "Good girls and their bad guys." She winked.

I shook my head laughing.

"Oh, I told Mike that you quit, hope you didn't mind."

"That's okay."

She nodded, "Good now let's go watch a movie."

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