A Piece of My Heart

Part 28: X Marks the spot.

Just in case you don't already know this, I've added some irony to these chapters. Dr. Gordon Atkinson was Freddie's doctor and friend for real. He was able to secure the experimental drug, AZT for him, but we all know how that turned out.    sigh

The meeting was called and Freddie hurried into Cynthia's room. He hadn't seen her in a while and while still unconscious, she was the loveliest woman he had ever seen. He now knew that he was in love with her. How that would complicate his life remains to be seen. But right now, on to investigating. Freddie unbuttoned the top button of his pants and unzipped his fly, kicked off his shoes and socks , found the marker pen and got into bed with Cynthia. 

She was warm and inviting but he was not  there to have sex, although he wasn't adverse to a couple of caresses. He started with her neck, looking and touching and finally little pecks. He even looked behind her ears. Then untied her hospital gown and threw it across the bed. He   explored her chest. He looked to the side of each breast and under them. As he touched them, Cynthia's nipples hardened. He drew circles around her aerioli and watched her tips harden. He couldn't resist. He had to taste each one but oh so gently. He thought he heard a sigh, but that was impossible. Or was it? Her breasts were  clear of any marks, so downward  he explored. He was at her waist, smooth, no bumps nor marks of any kind. Freddie was getting a little anxious, where was the point of entry? His hands trailed up and down her chest to her abdomen. It was interesting, although she was unconscious, she shivered to his touch. He was starting to become aroused by his ministrations and tried to ignore how tight his crotch was becoming, he just might  have to relieve himself.

Maybe he should have a cigarette before resuming his activities, he was getting nowhere but hornier. He reached her abdomen, felt and searched and couldn't see anything but her smooth skin. Skin that he had kissed and licked and touched in the past but now had no feelings nor response. Freddie held her in his arms and gently caressed her body from neck to just above her mound. He dearly wanted to kiss it but was afraid to. What the heck he thought, he gently spread her legs and bent down to lick her folds when he noticed a slight raised mark on her inner thigh. BINGO! Freddie  marked right above the spot, giggled and lightly licked her folds that seem to becoming quite moist. Can she be feeling arousal in this state? He didn't know, but before finding Dr. Atkinson, he had to use the bathroom. Freddie got out of bed, put her hospital gown back on, covered her and made way to the toilet. Just as he was about to flush the toilet, he heard a noise from the room and peeked through the slight opening of the door. There appeared to be a tall figure hovering over Cynthia, drawing back the covers and removing a hypodermic from his pocket. Freddie wanted to make sure it was just a regular nurse checking her but as soon as the figure lifted her gown, Freddie knew.  In a flash, he pounced on the guy and the hypodermic flew out of his hands. Freddie held him by the throat and threw a devastating punch to his belly. He collapsed on the floor, but Freddie was not thru with him yet, he kicked him so hard that the man grunted in pain.

"No more" he screamed.

Freddie pulled him up by his shirt and boxed him right in his nose and a crunch was heard. He then dragged him out of Cynthia's room and called for security. The staff, not knowing Freddie Mercury was in Cynthia's room stood silent and shocked seeing him.

"ARE YOU ALL MANNEQUINS? IS THIS A FUCKING SCENE FROM MADAME TUSSAUDS?   WAKE UP AND CALL SECURITY.....NOW!!!!   Freddie shouted.

An alarm was suddenly sounded and security arrived as well as Sir Peter and Dr. Atkinson.  Freddie literally threw the "person" at Sir Peter.

"He was about to give her another shot" Freddie said as he lit a cigarette.

Reporters and paps arrived and bombarded Freddie with questions and well as flash bulbs going off. They gathered around Freddie giving him no peace. He was at the nurses station using the phone and when he finished, he turned around so forcefully, almost like a pirouette. They were so shocked, that they all moved back collectively in fear. Freddie was very unpredictable and everyone knew about his ferocious temper and his disdain for the press.