faith in You

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Eventually chris did appear at robert’s door, and thankfully he was dressed and awaiting chris’s lecture; however when robert set eyes on chris he saw more concern than anger. Chris pushed his way into Robert's room and locked the door behind him before making Robert sit down on his bed. “Chris- what the hell has gotten into you?” robert said, getting annoyed with crhis’s odd behavior.

“Shut up and answer my question.” Chris said, his hands resting on Robert's shoulders. “How did you get to the hotel last night?” Chris said in a deathly serious voice, making Robert frown. Robert looked down, trying to remember just how he did get home; but he couldn’t seem to remember. “...not sure- why?” Robert said, looking back up to Chris who looked rather perturbed..

“There was a note on my door this morning when i woke up. I think you should read it.” Chris said, Taking his hands away from Robert's shoulders and pulling out a small envelope. Robert frowned, staring at the letter before taking it. “Who is it from?” Robert asked in a quiet voice.

“Didn’t say- but i have a bad feeling about it” chris said, watching as robert tore open the letter and quickly scanned over it.  Robert’s eyes widened as he read the contents of the letter. It was a simple letter, short and to the point. It had 3 small, simple words.

‘ I'm back robert.’

Robert swallowed thickly, reading the words over and over again. It felt like the room was swallowing him whole- he had completely forgotten that Chris was still in the room. “Well- who is it from? Does it say?” chris pressured robert, leaning forward to try and take a peek at the letter, but robert promptly tore the letter into shreds and stood up. “I-it’s just a creepy letter from a fan, that’s all. It’s nothing.” Robert said, tossing the shredded paper into the bin.

“What? Why did you do that?” Chris hissed, watching as Robert ran a hand through his hair; looking rather freaked out. “Just- get out! If that’s all you had to say then thank you, and please fuck off” robert hissed, suddenly shoving chris out of his room and slamming the door in his face. Robert then locked the door and pressed his back to it, covering his mouth with his hand. 

Who else could it possibly be other than him. Robert had almost forgotten about that bastard, he was finally starting to sleep decently well with the aid of alcohol- but still! 

“It can't be him- there’s no way..” Robert whispered, sliding down onto the floor while holding his head in his hands. Robert squeezed his eyes close, feeling like he couldn’t breathe.

Robert could’t comprehend the reality that HE had somehow appeared once more, that HE had gone out of his way to find Robert and continue to torment him.

Memories of all the times Robert had been groped, beaten or harassed suddenly resurfaced in Robert's brain; and Robert found himself on the brink of Hysteria.

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Tap tap tap

Robert took in a camping breath, glaring to his right where he saw Budgie tapping his fingers against the wooden table where both bands sat. Siouxie had insisted on a drinking session between the band since they still had the day off before they had to leave for their next venue. 

Tap tap tap

“Fucking hell- cut that out budgie! You’re driving me up the wall” Robert hissed, glaring daggers at budgie who had been tapping his fingers for the last 6 minutes. Robert had been extra prickly today, reading that letter had Robert feeling hyper aware of his surroundings and rather paranoid.

Robert felt like any moment Barry would appear out from the shadows and snatch him up. He hadn’t felt this way in years, and all too soon Robert felt just as he had before Chris came into the picture; except now it was worse because Robert really couldn’t tell anyone what was going on. What were they going to do? Protect him against a guy who had disappeared years ago? Who would believe Robert, and even then who would go out of their way to protect him.