Love in a rock star life isn't easy but we can try

Chapter 2 the music video and a secret love life

While in the dressing room, I was trying to figure out what to wear. I had a bunch of Lolita dresses but which to wear was the question. Still in a bra and a pair of underwear I heard the door knock, 'who is it!?' I heard the door creak, 'just me…' I heard the voice, 'oh! Eddie, what're you doing in here?' he just smiled no vocal response, 'I think you should wear this one!' he pointed to a black dress, with sleeves that had a middle part for my middle finger to go through, 'I will admit it's lovely but for a music video!?' he walked right up to me, 'Angela, how old are you?' I raised an eyebrow in confusion, '18, why?' He looked away looking like he was thinking, 'just wear the dress, I think you'll look pretty, ok?' I turned red, 'just leave the room, and let me get dressed!' with that he left the room leaving me alone to get changed. 'Eddie! Where's anggie?' he continued to look at the door waiting for a response. 'Hello everybody, sorry I'm late…!' Eddie and the band turned pink, Lou just smirked. 'Music video one!' we heard the director yell

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
I see a line of cars and they're all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a new born baby it just happens every day
I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and it has been painted black
Maybe then Ill fade away and not have to face the facts
Its not easy facing up when your whole world is black

No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you
If I look hard enough into the setting sun
My love will laugh with me before the morning comes

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
Hmm, hmm, hmm,...
I wanna see it painted, painted black
Black as night, black as coal
I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky
I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black
Yeah!

Eventually it became popular, so popular we had to travel to London for a concert. 'I don't wanna go!' Lou yelled at me, 'YOU WILL COME WITH YOUR FRIENDS!!' I glared at Lou and I said, 'I've got family problems and that's why I don't wanna go…' once on the plane my thoughts were saying this, 'I can't believe I'm doing this!!' I fell asleep on the plane trying to imagine I was going to Germany instead of London. When we landed everyone cheered, 'PRINCESS ANGELA HAS RETURNED!!' Eddie and the other gave a look that meant, 'EXPLAIN!!' I grabbed Eddie by the collar of his tank-top (that's what it is right??) and dragged him into a near by coffee shop. 'Listen look: it's true I'm from royalty but I hate my parents though and like I said our relationship has ended but I do love you and-'I blushed crimson red and clamped my mouth shut really fast. 'No, no, no, say that again…' I repeated what I said earlier, 'no, you said you love me, I heard it…!' I turned red, 'so what if I like you, it's not like I-'I was cut off by a pair of lips lock with mine, now my whole face was red like a tomato. A photographer who took the photo ran off with the picture and placed it on the afternoon newspaper. 'Eddie, what's this!?' Eddie turned around confused, 'you kissed 'Princess Angela'?' he gave a whatever look, he didn't care.

My POV- I was sitting on my bed in the hotel my bed my face still entirely red. 'My first kiss and by a rock-star, wow….' My thoughts were currently lovey dovey, '*POW!* I cannot let that get in the way of things!!' with that I wrote a note explaining to everyone where I was going, strands of black hair were trailing right behind me. 'I'll face you once and for all mother and father!!'

When I finally get to Buckingham palace- the guards saluted me, 'no need to, I'm no longer a princess, I'm a rock-star…' I said so dully-sulking. I was nervous, seeing my mother and father after all this time, what was I gonna do? How would they react to my appearance? To top it all off, my choice in my boyfriend, I'll admit Eddie was somewhat weird but I love him. Just as soon as I walked in, my nanny noticed me, 'could this be…?? Angela! Good to see you! You look so big, how old are you now?' I laughed, '18, jenny (short for Jennifer).' She began crying tears of joy, 'it's good to see you, your parents how ever, they'll not-'a tall woman walked down the stairs and a long side her a man with midnight black hair similar to mine, the difference between me and him is that my hair is longer, 'Angela, how's life in America treating you….bitch?' my father asked me, my mother looked at me ashamed. As my father walked down the stairs, my heart rate increased, especially since he was walking around me like a vulture waiting to pick the eyes out of the dead body. I noticed that he had the murderous intention in his eyes, 'I hope you still remember the 'reinforcement' from while you were 14, 4 years later, and a rock star and now this!!' he tossed a newspaper at my feet. I picked it up, 'so what if I kissed Eddie and so what if I love him…I'm still not gonna come crawl back, you bastard!' the next thing I felt was a sudden huge blow to the gut, 'you still haven't learned your lesson, you damn bitch!' I groaned in pain, but then again, why was I surprised?

Back to the boys (band) - 'ANGELA!! What's wrong, did Eddie make you so red you got sick?' the door opened and everyone saw the note, 'I'm going to get her, be right back…' the other two members all looked at Eddie like, 'what's up with him?'

With me and daddy- 'GET UP!! I know you can fight back, you clawed my arm after all…' I was groaning in pain, 'sir! She'll bleed to death if-'my father yelled at the nanny, 'WHO CARES!?!? This one deserves to die!!' he took out his gun that he would take for defense purposes, 'there's a bullet in here that will go through that head of yours!!' a tear escaped from my eye and dropped on the floor, 'w-w-w-w-why? Would you kill me?' I was scared up to this point. My father spoke up, 'I haven't finished what I started not to long ago, 4 years ago, and now it's been 4 years later and now you die…!' I heard the shot but no bullet went through my head. I looked up and noticed Eddie, he took the shot through the gut, 'EDDIE!!!!' was all could cry and yell, my black hair was hiding me and Eddie, like a very black curtain. 'Just don't die, please…'

The hospital- I was sitting right beside Eddie, 'this is entirely my fault, you were nearly killed because of me, I should just quit before it's too late.' I thought. When the other band members rushed in they noticed me trying to care for Eddie, 'what happened?' a voice groaned behind me, 'YOU MORON!!' I yelled punching him. 'What the hell was that for!? I saved your ass and you punch me!?' I glared at Eddie, 'you didn't have to!! Maybe I wanted to die!!!' the other band members left the room, 'I'm sorry, as you can tell from what you've just witnessed, you see the evil of my father but my mother, she just looked at me. A look that meant, 'where did I go wrong in raising you?' she questioned how she raised me. Just let me see where that bastard of a father shot you…' he lifted the hospital robe and revealed the bandage, 'you're lucky I got you and me both to the hospital in time…' he chuckled, 'or maybe I'm lucky that someone cares for me…' I chuckled, 'alright rock-star don't push your luck…' once we were all performing on stage, things got a little better but things weren't going to last long.

5th gig- Eddie was looking at a magazine article, my guess is checking on our success so far. Apparently bush said something Eddie didn't like, our drummer had some news: there's a fan in prison and asked us to sing there. Lou had different plans, we were all guests on some kind of talk show, 'SCREW THIS!!' I yelled and ran out of the room and the rest of band following behind me.