A knock at the door.

"Come in!" I screamed from the bathroom. I have spent the last half an hour making myself "Lambertized" for Adam. I mean, come on, I'm a fangirl. Can't help myself.

"Mel?" Adam called through the house. "Where are you, honey?"

"I'll be right there!" I yelled back. "And don't come looking for me!"

I heard a grin play on his lips. "Okay."

I must admit it, I look….good. I'm in my favorite Citizen Vein t-shirt (Christmas), my favorite dark wash skinny jeans (babysitting money), and some eyeliner I dug out from my 'dark' days. I had forgotten how…badass I look in eyeliner. Adding the last touches to my makeup, I walk to the kitchen.

Adam is pacing. I instantly turn off my smolder.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

He never looked up. "The repairman said that the bus is too far gone to repair."

"Oh…" I whispered.

He looked up at me. Surprise filled his eyes, changed to desire, and then went blank. "Pierce and I will find a hotel room. We'll be out of here by tonight."

He walked toward my room. I followed.

"Adam, please talk to me." I pleaded.

His voice choked a bit. "I've already done enough."

"Where is this coming from?" I asked desperately.

He didn't answer. He sat down on the spare bed.

My eyes welled with tears. Tears of anger….frustration…confusion. Damn it. "Is…is it me?"

"It's not you, it's me." He replied hollowly.

Mentally smacking myself, I said, "I'm not sorry for prying. I'll just let you go."

"The tour is done." He said.

I let him vent, knowing there was more coming.

"Monte and Tommy said they were done." He continued. "Said it's too much hype for them. They're sick of people seeing Citizen Vein as a one man show."

"Oh, Adam."

"They think fame has changed me." He said. "I'm still the same Adam, though.." He looked at me, pain filling his eyes. "At least…I think I am…I don't even know who I am anymore."

Tears now streaming down my face, I impulsively grabbed his shoulders and shook him a bit. Surprised, he looked up at me.

"Listen, okay? Do NOT blame yourself for Monte and Tommy's decision." I said, sternly through m y tears. "You are NOT a bad person."

He averted his gaze. His pain radiated from his blue-grey eyes.

"Look at me." I whispered tenderly.

Slowly, he looked up.

"I'm…I'm here for you. No matter what." I whispered. My mind was reeling. Am I really sitting here comforting a suicidal singer? I grabbed his arm, turning it so his wrist faced up. "Eye of Horus. Rejects negative energy. Don't let this one bump in the road get you down."

His voice came out slightly raspy. "I want you."

This quiet desperation made me shiver. He took my face in his hands and kissed me. In this kiss was anger, depression, confusion- aggression. I answered with the same emotion. He reached for my Citizen Vein shirt, slowly and seductively inching it upward. Our lips left for only a moment as he pulled the shirt over my head.

He swiftly unbuttoned his own shirt as I began caressing his smooth, freckly chest. Teasingly, he squeezed my sides. I squee'd a bit and he smiled.

His lust and desire intensified as he rubbed my back. I teasingly began unzipping his skinny jeans. Suddenly, he flipped over, leaving me on the bottom. He held me down, taking complete control of the situation.

I was suddenly very relieved I bought that black, lacy thong from WalMart as Adam undressed me.

Before I knew what I was doing, I quietly purred. Adam smiled seductively, giving me 'the eyes' and responding with a light bite on my earlobe.

"Ready darling?" he asked, 'glambulge' swelling.

"Yes…"I breathed.

The door busted open.

"Hey, Ada- OHH!" Pierce said, turning away immediately.

I was speechless. I desperately tried to cover myself as Adam rushed Pierce out.

Zoning in and out, Adam's and Pierce's angry voices echoing in my head, I black out.