A Little Bit of Trouble | A Roger Taylor Fanfiction.

part 1 • "fuck you!"

October 6th 1971
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It's late when I come to the conclusion that it's over. I can't cry, I can't speak... I don't really feel anything. I'm sitting on the sofa, just staring into space. It's so quiet, all that I'm hearing is the sound of a clock ticking. A silent tear rolls down my cheek, I don't have the energy to wipe it away.

I came to my friend Kate's house for some quiet. I'd been living with my boyfriend, Stephen, but he wasn't the man that I'd met those years ago. I'd been to box up my stuff, and put it in my car. I'll probably have to go back to living with my parents, "Oh fuck!" I thought. Just when I wanted to be alone, I heard the sound of keys entering the front door.

"Hiya, Eve. What you doing ere', love?" Kate says, struggling to keep hold of a bunch of fabrics under her arms. Using the rolls of fabric she slammed the door shut.

"Hiya. I just didn't really want to be at home." I say back, sniffling.

"Oh lordy." She says, sarcastically. She drops her keys on the kitchen counter and walks into her room. "What a day I've had. I asked Simone at Raymond's fabric shop to order these in for me but she forgot to so when I came to pick them up today they weren't there! I had to choose three new fabrics that I hadn't seen before, it was outrageous. I have to completely change my designs as I don't have the fabric."

"Yeah, sounds bad." I say, sarcastically. To be honest, I don't really care about anything that Kate said. She's the women that has been cheating with my boyfriend for the past year. I'd seen them together earlier in the day so I'd been round at Kate's to look for proof, proof to show her and Stephen that I knew about their dirty little secret. After looking for about twenty minutes, I'd found photos of the two of them together from ten months ago and her phone records that showed her calling Stephens number multiple times a day, beginning in September 1970.

She came out of her room and saw me sitting on the sofa, I have my back to her and have been silently crying hard for a few minutes, my eye makeup is all over my face. "You alright, hun?" She asks, like she cares.

This is my moment, I have to confront her, she was my best friend after all and look what she's done. I stand up and turn around to face her.

"Oh god, hun, your face!" She exclaims.

"Yeah." I say, lowering my face in shame.

Kate walks over to the tissue box and pulled out a few. "Stephen?" She guesses, sitting down with me and rubbing my back.

"Yeah." I reply, looking at the floor, nodding, gutted that it has turned out this way.

"You know, babe, he's not worth it!" Kate exclaims.

You know, I see it now. Kate had been saying things like 'he's not worth it' and 'you deserve so much better' for weeks now. I turn to face her.

"Really?" I ask, acting as if I didn't know it.

"Yeah, babe! You need to leave him. He's been ringing you out to dry for months now. He's a dick." She says, with encouragement in her voice. "You need to focus on yourself, or maybe, even find somebody else!"

I pause and turn to look at her. I stare into her eyes. "Wow..." I say, almost laughing, I stand up. "You really want him."

"Umm, what are you talking about?!" She says, defensively, reaching my height. She's trying to act as if she has no idea what I'm talking about.

"I know about you and Stephen. I know you've been cheating with him for the past year!"

"Wow! I'm your best friend, Evelyn! Why would I do this to you? You should be medicated for making these accusations!" Even though I know it's true, she still acts as if this is bullshit.

"Accusations?!" I shout. "Fucking accusations my arse! I saw you kissing in the middle of town earlier!"

"I wasn't in town? It couldn't have been me!"

"Kate, it was definitely you. I followed you to the fabric shop and saw you shouting at that poor cashier!"

"Fuck you, Evelyn, you never tried with him! It's not my fault that he's attracted to me!" She screams back.

"Fuck you, Kate, seriously. You were supposed to be my best friend but you are anything but!"

She stays quiet knowing she's in the wrong.

"He was MY boyfriend, but you can have him. I'm done, with both of you." I turn round and walk over to pick up my bag and coat which were hanging by the front door. As I pick up my belongings, I turn round for one last jab. "And Kate, if you really loved me then you wouldn't be on your knees for my boyfriend. How could you have done this? Don't try to contact me."

She stays silent as I open the door and slam it behind me. As I walk down the stairs from Kate's flat, I feel relieved. I have been in a toxic relationship for two years and it was finally over. Time to finally do what I want... let's get shit faced!