A Monster Dream

7

Lady Gaga's POV:

I was laying in bed, not able to sleep because I was thinking about Madison, when I thought I heard a faint scream. Considering it was New York City at night, it was probably a crime. I sighed and hoped I was hearing things. 

It was when I heard it a second time, that I knew I had to help. I quickly got dressed and ran out of the building, taking the elevator to make it quicker. 

I decided to check the park because it just felt right. I wasn't sure why, it just did. One of the police officers at the door looked at me as if asking why I was there.

I explained, "I heard a scream. I think someone's in trouble in there. Please let me help."

He sighed. "Ok, we'll go together. But don't do anything reckless."

"Of course not, sir."

We ran in, searching for the individual in distress. Soon I saw a man with fairly long, straight graying black hair and hazel eyes, wearing all black, pulling his pants off over a female figure and tapped the police officer to tell him what I saw.

I shouted, "Hey! Leave her alone!"

He turned to me, startled. He seemed to almost recognize me, then turned and ran off, the police officer on his tail. I ran over to the female, crouching by her side, and saw it was Madison.

"Hey, Maddie, are you ok? He didn't hurt you, did he?"

She sniffled. "N-no. Not-not yet. Gaga, I wanna go back with you. I need you."

"Of course, babe."

She pulled herself into my arms and I held her close to me.

"C'mon, let's get out of here."

She nodded.

I helped her stand and she pulled her underpants and jeans up. I put an arm around her shoulders and guided her to the door where the other police officer was. 

She said, "Is she ok? Did anything happen to her?"

I answered, "Yeah, she's fine, a little shaken up, but she's fine. Your partner is in pursuit of the perp."

She nodded. "It's a good thing you came when you did."

"Yeah."

"I wish you two the best of luck."

"Thanks. Same here."

"Do you know her or is there someone I should call for her?"

"I know her, yeah. I'll handle it."

"Ok."

"We should head home, it's late."

"Yeah, of course. Can I get your number, so we can get your statement for court?" The question was directed at Madison, who nodded and did as she was told.

We went back to my penthouse and I guided her to my bedroom, deciding it'd be best if she were by my side for the night.

She laid down silently and I laid beside her, wrapping an arm around her. I wondered if she was scarred by what happened, the way I was when I was raped, since she hadn't spoken once since she told me she was fine.

I wanted to ask her how she was doing when I felt her shiver under my arm and curl into me, despite being bigger than me slightly. I didn't mind though, if she needed comfort like this I'd be willing to give it to her. I'd do anything for her. I felt very protective of her and knew that if everything worked out I'd love to have her as my daughter. But only if she was ok with it. I tightened my grip on her and eventually I fell asleep like this. I hoped she did too.