- You are not in love with Freddie. You are not in love with Freddie. You are...
That became my mantra every day when I got up. My goal was keeping my emotional and physical balance come what may. David had arrived to stay a little while and I must accept it. It would do him good, it would pump up his creativity and would come out of his brain wonderful songs like "Good old-fashioned lover boy" and "Take my breath away". Freddie saw the process of falling in love as one more artistic aspect in his career and he used it with no complex as inspiration.
David and he were inseparable. They had gone from meeting up in the flat he shared with David Evans in Werter Road to sharing a flat together on Dovehouse Street. Meanwhile, Mary stayed in Holland Road flat while she awaited events. There was a little chaos and things weren't so idyllic as every Queen fan thought.
Of course Mary supported him in his new love life but she was fatally in love with him and needed a readaptation time. She wasn't finding it easy.
He would keep paying the rent and the bills fifty-fifty as they agreed although he didn't live there anymore and when things would took flight he would take care of her till the end of his life. He wanted to give her back all she gave him through the years. She had supported him practically all their relationship and now it was his turn.
As a result of the definitive breakup, Mary and I became inseparable. Despite her strong front I knew deep inside she found herself frail and needed support. As family she only had his father, a deaf and dumb man who lived in the suburbs and she used to visit him regularly. But she had barely friends, all her friends came from her relation with Freddie.
The latter had made it clear that he needed her friendship more than ever and he didn't want to give her up. Even he asked her not take off the engaged ring he gave her. Queen singer was a force of nature, nobody could deny him anything.
Mary and I went through our particular emotional earthquakes. We went shopping together, went out to have some drinks although we tried not getting drunk too much, we met in her flat or mine to watch some film or chatting. I was recovering slowly from that depression in which I sunk and a good part of it I owed to Mary. I needed to return her favour and tried the breakup with Freddie wouldn't take its toll on her. If Mary wasn't strong, Freddie wouldn't either. At the end he was always our priority.
- I'm not in love with Freddie. I'm not...
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I was lying on the carpet in underwear making stretching exercise to take care of my elasticity. The psychologist had told me the physical training was essential to my recovering and I tried to obey him whenever I could.
The telephone ring broke my self-affirmation moment. I could hear the leader of Queen's unmistakingly voice on the line. As usual soft and velvety.
- Honey, get ready fast. Alistair is picking you up at six. Dead on time.
