ANYWAY THE WIND BLOWS

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Free day in Paris and next day Dortmund show. I knew the free day would fly away for me and all the things I had to undertake, I could do it inside these four walls. I sent Fooling the report. In it I explained him I nearly scattered my brains all along a french sidewalk.

- What's going on between Roger and you? It's a kind of addiction.

- Do you think I'm a slut just because I've fucked one of the best friends of the man I love?

On typing that I realized it was the first time I was so straightforward with Fooling about my real feelings with Freddie. I didn't erase it, I clicked to send.

- Only you alone whipped yourself with those ugly nicknames.

- I let myself go with him and usually that's not a problem. But I couldn't imagine Dominique would come along.

- You can't tell Killer didn't warn you.

- I really surprised me she did that for me. Since I decided to make her my collaborator I can't say the mission is not working. Joe is far away from Freddie as we wished and now I can delegate a little bit more on Killer to watch Freddie. In her new state of mother of his future child.

- How are you dealing Joe stuff?

- I'm still trying to come to terms with it. On one hand I want to keep an epistolary relationship with him and let him know I care about him but on the other hand... what's the use to deepen our friendship if I'm gonna lose him in the end? When he dies I would rather be a blurry memory for him or nothing at all.

- Doesn't it hurt Freddie and Killer are a couple?

- Yes, Fooling. It hurts me, but we both know the reason why I'm here. If their relationship is good for the mission, it's good for me.

- My beautiful marthyr. Beware of Killer though. Don't trust her completely. Her envy to you is out of this world. It's a power that kill whatever it finds in its way.

- I should be envious. Not her.

- And even so, she will allways envy you. Try to protect yourself the best you can from her devious actions.

I pondered over Fooling's words. Once in a while I needed someone recalled me what I tended to forget, Killer was my biggest enemy. In spite of she got her own way and had managed to move to Stafford Terrace, there was always that feeling that I screwed her over.

Dominique and Killer were as thick as thieves. I was still recalling clearly the meeting I had with Roger's girlfriend in Freddie's birthday party at Country Cousins. I was witness of how she acted when she thought Roger was undressing me with his eyes and the truth she was right. We couldn't analyze each one of our body language's features. It was beyond us. For some reason that I would never understand, Roger and I from the very beginning connected and fitted into each other as the puff pastry fit into the mould in the oven. Just naturally. Despite my obvious drunk and my despair, I felt him in every corner that I needed to feel him. Once more, the drummer was useful to me and I guess I was useful to him too.

The safest thing was locking myself up and avoid meeting that woman of fire. I was going to write the two articles of Queen's two Paris shows, but the tiredness and tension of everything, made me falling asleep over bed.

This european tour was something different as the other tours were planned earlier on. They were 20 shows and they had several dates in some cities like Brussels, Rotterdam, Paris. They had also more free days between shows as opposed to the intensity of the tour of 74 with 7 shows in a row. They had thought about their rest to recover and protect the always fragile Freddie's voice. The shows were longer, exceeding two hours.

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