Anything For Love[Roger Taylor fan fiction]

Cars Remained Park

"Love please wake up we must go right now. I will let you sleep on me in the car if you are still tired but please wake up." Roger was begging you.

"We must leave now!" He said shaking you at this point.

It finally reached your mind and you heard him.

(TW VOMIT)

You turned over and threw up. It came out just like that all over Roger and you couldn't do anything about it. It took you a second to recoup but once you realized what had happened you felt extremely bad for him and it stung like a bitch in your throat.

"And this is why I told you to not drink last night..." He said in utter disgust.

"I-i'm extremely like uh holy shit I'm really sorry Rog," you said wiping your mouth, your throat still burning every time you swallow.

Roger sighed. "It's fine just please get up." He said ripping off his dirty shirt to grab and wear a new one.

You swung your legs carefully off the comfort of your bed you'll be leaving for the next few months. Two months. Two months and three weeks. Maybe more, they already extended it by three weeks.

You wouldn't see Leah, Marnie, or Savi for two months although you weren't too eager about your best friend in jail, the whole murder thing kinda creeped you out. Leah felt the same. 

You won't have to worry about Dr. Powell...no, Chase for two months. 

You wouldn't see your flat for two months. You wouldn't see your city, the city you grew up in and lived in and loved so deeply for two months. What the fuck did you get yourself into for two whole fucking months?

At least you wouldn't have to be away from Roger for two months.

You walked to your closet in the corner of your room to pick out an outfit quickly. You passed your big duffel bag stuffed with clothes sitting on the ground waiting for travel.

You dressed and threw your hair up out of your face.

Roger sat impatiently by the door reminding you to hurry every 20 seconds.

You grabbed your duffel bag, threw it over your shoulder, and walked out of the door with a worried Roger.

You jumped in the van and tossed your heavy bag in the back. You sat in the middle seat next to Roger and instantly rested your head on his comfortable shoulder.

He sped away from the red flats as you dozed into a peaceful sleep, or peaceful for now.

"Tickle her!" Freddie whispered as he gently jumped into the van. 

"Let her be Fred. She's had a rough morning." Roger silently spoke as you were deep in a dream. Of what they had no idea.

You were sitting alone in a room. It was dark and cold.

You were in a chair a bright light shining on you.

"It's coming and you know it." A mysterious voice came from the depths of the darkness.

"SHUT UP!" You yelled at it.

You turned slightly in your sleep.

"See Freddie don't bother her." Roger mouthed and Freddie smiled at the annoyance he managed Roger to have.

"You can't stop it." The voices said. It was more than one it was 6 or 7. They were deep and monotone. They were calm and collected.

Your hands were tied up to a rope coming from the ceiling and your legs tied against the metal chair. It touched a bare part of your back and it stung of coldness.

They all laughed. They were laughing at you.

"You know why you can't have her." Only one voice said.

"Who?" You said

"The little girl in your stomach. You know why she won't come." A different voice said.

"What-" your voice cracked in terror.

"He didn't do it." The first voice said.

Him.

"Then who did?" You said your hands quickly losing circulation being tied up above your head.

"Are you excited Mary is coming with us?" Roger asked Freddie as you continued to sleep on Roger.

"Oh yeah I'll be alone tonight but she is absolutely coming tomorrow," he said through a fake smile.

"It's the pills..." the word pills echoed through the air. It repeated over and over and over.

"The pill- what pills?" you said.

There was no response.

"WHAT PILLS! WHAT PILLS! WHAT PILLS!  WHAT PILLS! WHAT PILLSSSSS!" You screamed at them until you urgently woke up still screaming.

"Woah Woah Woah it's ok hey it's ok you're alright y/n you're ok," Roger said scared at your sudden awakening. You panted as your throat was in physical pain. You looked next to you and behind you to realized you had company.

Freddie was sitting next to you. Brian, John, and Veronica were behind you.

Tears streamed down your cheeks as Freddie offered his arm and you crawled into it. You laid against him as his hand rubbed your back.

"It's ok love." He whispered. Roger looked over at the two of you, a tinge of jealousy in his stare.

You sat up after you recovered and felt the amount of time Freddie was holding you became awkward.

"May I hear about your spook?" Brian spoke up from behind you.

"May I hear about your spook." Roger mocked him and his proper language.

You sat there unsure of what to say.

"You don't have to love," Roger said and you laid back on your seat.

Rogers hand tightly wrapped around you as you leaned on him.

The sun was starting to peek above the houses. The sky was beautiful shades of orange and yellows and blues.

Lights in houses remained off and cars remained parked, for the most part, most people were unlikely awake at this hour.

You approached the airport so you sat up, woke yourself up, and got ready for the number of fans that will be waiting.

You'd be missing Chrissie this time as she had to stay home with their baby, James but now had the company of Mary tomorrow, along with Veronica had already joined the group.

You got out and were immediately surrounded by a large group of buff men and women who were your guards for the next few days, or months.