Why? (Adam Banks)

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Haha I finally posted anyway TW⚠️ this chapter talks abt anxiety and death for a short second so I'll but (⚠️) for when it starts and ✅ for when it ends

Sam's POV

Tonight we are playing at the Cabaret down town and I'm nervous

Sam: who's ready to kill it out there
Fulton: I'm ready
Dean& Julie: me too
Julie: this is my first gig with you guys and I hope it won't be the last
Dean; you got that right, hey Sam I've always wondered why you like rock music so much
Sam: it's a long story but I'll tell you anyway
Julie: wait how long is this gonna take we have to be on stage in a half-an hour
Sam: it should only take about 15 minutes, anyway I was 11years old and my mom had just come home from being with one of her clients
Dean: was she a hook-
Sam: yes asshole she was can I get back to my story

Dean: yeah sorry
Sam: thank you, anyway it was around 1 in the morning and she had just kept MTV on for me while she was gone and I saw the music video for Looks that kill by Mötley Crüe and I've been love ever sense but long fucking story short ⚠️my mom was killed but her client and I had to go live with my uncle and rock music basically helped me with getting over her death and with my anxiety and I still need it to help with going to sleep afraid that the dude who killed my mom would kill me✅
Julie: wow Sam I never knew you went though that I'm so sorry
Everyone comes and gives me a hug
Sam: ⚠️nah it's fine I've come to terms that she won't be coming back✅

Julie: did you guys ever know about this?
Dean& Fulton: nope
Sam: I've never told anyone
Dean: wait where was your dad in all of this
San: Idk my mom told me that he was some big shot rockstar for a band but didn't want her to get in the way of her music so I never really got to know
Dean: do you think your uncle knows?
Sam: I've asked him and gone searching for anything that could give me answers but he doesn't know
Julie: we've got get head out on stage are we all ready
Sam, Fulton& Dean: HELL YEAH

(A/n listen to buddy holly By Weezer and I WANNA BE YOUR SLAVE by Måneskin)

Sam: hello Cabaret we are Killjoys from Mars 
Adam's POV
It's 7:25 and they should be on stage in a few minutes to be honest I actually really like Sam but every time I try to tell her I like her the words from my mouth come out wrong and end up hurting her
Sam: hello Cabaret we are Killjoys from Mars
Damn I hope they do good here

Sam's POV
I look to Fulton and asked if he was ready
Sam: ready Fulton
Fulton: ready
I turn to Julie and Dean
Sam: ready guys
Julie: ready as I'll ever be
Dean hell yeah let's do this
I strap my guitar on
Sam: ok we're gonna play a song that our drummer Fulton Reed wrote Called buddy holly( pretend that Weezer didn't wake it)

Sam: what's with these homies dissin' my girl? Why do they gotta front?
What did we ever do to these guys
That made them so violent?

But you know I'm yours
(Ooh ooh) And I know you're mine
(Ooh ooh) And that's for all of time

Ooh-wee-ooh, I look just like Buddy Holly
Oh oh, and you're Mary Tyler Moore
I don't care what they say about us anyway
I don't care 'bout that

Adam's POV
Wow I didn't know that Fulton was a good song writer Sam is a great singer

Back to Sam singing and it her POV

And that's for all of time
And that's for all of time

Ooh-wee-ooh, I look just like Buddy Holly
Oh oh, and you're Mary Tyler Moore
I don't care what they say about us anyway
I don't care 'bout that
I don't care 'bout that
I don't care 'bout that
I don't care 'bout that

Omg we did amazing
Sam: guys ready for the next song !
Them: yeah
Sam: well let's go
I take my guitar off and get ready to sing a song that I wrote
Sam: now this next song is one I wrote

Sam: I wanna be your slave
I wanna be your master
I wanna make your heart beat
Run like rollercoasters
I wanna be a good boy
I wanna be a gangster

'Cause you can be the beauty
And I could be the monster
I love you since this morning
Not just for aesthetic

I wanna touch your body
So fucking electric
I know you scared of me
You said that I'm too eccentric
I'm crying all my tears
And that's fucking pathetic

I wanna make you hungry
Then I wanna feed ya
I wanna paint your face
Like you're my Mona Lisa
I wanna be a champion
I wanna be a loser
I'll even be a clown

Cause I just wanna amuse ya
I wanna be your sex toy
I wanna be your teacher
I wanna be your sin
I wanna be a preacher
I wanna make you love me
Then I wanna leave ya
'Cause baby I'm your David
And you're my Goliath
Ah-ha
Mhm, ah-ha

Because I'm the devil
Who's searching for redemption
And I'm a lawyer
Who's searching for redemption
And I'm a killer
Who's searching for redemption
I'm a motherfucking monster
Who's searching for redemption
And I'm a bad guy
Who's searching for redemption

And I'm a blonde girl
Who's searching for redemption
I'm a freak that
Is searching for redemption
I'm a motherfucking monster
Who's searching for redemption

I wanna be your slave
I wanna be your master
(I know I ended the song short )

The crowd is crazy right now
Sam: guys let's take a bow
Fulton comes down from his drum kit and we all hug and take our bow and leave the stage

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I figured that sense I hadn't posted a
In awhile I would give y'all a longer chapter
So I hoped y'all enjoyed this