Stayin' Alive

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Later that day the three went out to buy me some basic things leaving me alone with Andy. I laid on the sofa in pain. I could still feel the pain of the glass entering my skin. The sound of the burning, the smell even worse. But Jerry saving me meant something else. Did he care? Probably not. I heard soft singing coming from the kitchen. I clambered up to go and see what Andy was doing. I found him trying to bake some bread but I didn't comment he was doing it wrong.

"I'm sorry about how I've treated you. I just didn't know much about you and you moving in felt strange. I didn't know if I could trust you but the fact the others do I do" Andy said not even turned from what he was doing

"It's fine I guess. I wouldn't be okay with someone I didn't know moving into my house" I replied stepping forward

Now he apologised I decided to mention that he was doing it wrong.

"May I add you're not kneeding it enough" I said
"You need to get the air into it. Like this"

In an instant I was taking over to show him how to do it. He happily watched me, taking mental notes. I stepped back to let him do it and he managed to her it right. Once he put it in the oven we headed back into the living room.

"Tell me about you" Andy said laying down on the sofa

"I love music, I live for it. I also love singing but I'm not very good" I admitted

"Favourite artists?" Andy asked

"Aside from the Bee Gees probably" I paused for a second to think "The Beatles"

"I love the Beatles" Andy said jolting up

"Favourite member?" I asked sitting up strait in the arm chair

"Lennon" Andy replied

"Oh I love Macca" I added "Although Harrison is battling for first place"

"We're practically both of the Lennon-McCartney writing duo" Andy admitted

I began giggling as there was a knock on the door. Andy rushed off to get it as it turned out to be my parents. My heart sunk as they entered. They were the ones that wanted me to marry Jerry and thought he was the romantic, loving type. Andy grabbed them both a drink as I faced to talk to them.

"Why aren't you at home? Jerry said you haven't been home since yesterday" my dad asked

"I dont live there anymore" I replied standing firm in place

"What? You live here" my parents said in unison

They began looking round after I nodded. Then they set their eyes back on me.

"We want you to marry Jerry" my mum said

"He abuses me. I can't live with him anymore" I protested

"Is that what the staples and stitches are from?" My mum asked reaching her hand out

I stepped back before she touched me.

"Yes and no. He crashed into Maurices car which I was driving" I replied

I realised I had made the biggest mistake ever. I never told my parents about my job with the Bee Gees and my mums the biggest fan ever. I have never known a fan to know so much about a band and be in love with a band so much. She would happily cheat on my dad with a Gibb brother if she had the chance. And then there was me liking them all and having them fight over me.

"Maurice who?" My mum asked noticing my mistake

Then the door opened and I heard Barry shout out to us.

"Andy put the kettle on" he shouted

I froze on the spot.

"Answer me" my mum urged

I couldnt. I opened my mouth but no sound came out so I closed it again. Then their question got answered when Maurice entered. My parents turned to face him making him seem like he did something wrong.

"What can't I walk into a room?" He asked seeming confused

My parents then turned back to me.

"You are definitely moving back in with Jerry" my dad said "We don't know what these four could do you you" He gestured towards the four brothers who all now stood in the room

"A lot better then Jerry" I spat "They even witnessed him abuse me"

"And beat him up for you" Barry added

"And that" I agreed

My parents didn't say anything as my mum slapped me across the face. Her slap was hard, I knew she used all her strength. Barry ran forward to make sure I was okay. Andy just caught eyes with me, concern glinting in his.

"Ros" Robin said running forward, worry laced in his voice

"I'm fine" I spat looking towards my parents who me holding tightly onto Barry's forearms

Maurice seized them by their arms and dragged them from the house. I then broke down into tears, clutching my cheek with the hand that let go of Barry's arm. He wrapped me into a tight hug, Robin joining in from behind.

"Don't get upset, we're here" Barry whispered in comfort

As Maurice walked back into the room we turned to look at him. He rubbed his brow while fixing his gaze on the floor. He seemed like he was thinking deeply about something but I didn't know what. As soon as he noticed the hug he stopped everything.

"Are we having a Rosalind sandwich?" Maurice asked rubbing over to join in

I just looked to Andy for help who just laughed.