Would You Be Mine? ~Adam Lambert~

10

June 5th

"Violet I'm glad you made it!" I ran over to her when she walked through the big doors of Adams house.

I hugged her then let her go. Adam was waiting with me. He put his eyeliner on spiked up his hair and wearing a black shirt with a suite coat over it and black slacks. 

I walked Violet up to Adam.

They shook hands, "Nice house man."

He nod, "Thank you."

She looked at me, "You really moving in?"

I smiled and nod.

Alexander came over to me. 

"Ready guys?"

"Yes sir!" I smiled.

He smiled back.

We all got into the limo. 

I didn't really need much just some clothes and pictures. 

We made it to my house in like 15 minutes. All of us got out of the car. I was standing at the bottom step of my house. I was scared so badly I was shaking a little. Violet was beside me holding my hand.

I looked at her, "You are strong Rosalie don't let this monster scare you." She whispered.

I smiled a little.

I walked up the steps and open the door. As I walked inside Mom wasn't there but dad was walking downstairs.

"What the hell are you doing back?" He spat.

I looked away, "I'm here to get my stuff."

He laughed harshly, "If there's any of your shit left."

I shook my head, "Where's mom?"

"Like I care."

He had a bottle in his hands than threw it at me but he missed and hit the wall.

ADAM P.O.V

 Violet, Alexander and I were waiting outside for her. I heard something shattered.

"I'm going in."

"Here."

Alexander passed me a gun. I put it in front of my waistband of my slacks. I walked up the steps and went inside.

"Get off of me!" I heard Rosalie yell.

"Cmon you little bitch Daddy's hungry!"  Some person yelled.

I grabbed the gun and ran upstairs. 

Rosalie screamed for help and I heard a smack. I ran down the hallway and went inside a room that I believe was hers. It was a mess clothes thrown everywhere and her posters off the wall her vanity was thrown to the ground. I saw a bed he was on top of her trying to get her cloths off her. She was kicking and struggling. 

"Hey!" I yelled.

I aimed the gun at him.

Rosalie stopped struggling.  Her dad raised his hands up.

"Hey man I was just having a little fun ya know."

I was disgusted, "She's your daughter."

"Cmon man p-put the gun done. You can have her just please don't shoot."

"Get off of her now."

He quickly got off her and stood by the edge of her bed. She got off the bed and stood behind me.