Wings of butterfly

We'll keep on trying.

I ran out of Roger's house, but I couldn't get out anyway because the gate was closed.
- Fuck!- I screamed as I tugged at the metal bars. I just wanted to get out of there. I was furious and I didn't want to see anyone. Especially not Roger.
- Stop it or you'll hurt yourself! - I heard a familiar voice, but I didn't want to see his face.
- Go away Roger. Just open this fucking gate!
- Calm down Evelyn and look at me!  I'm sorry. It was so stupid I can't believe I really said that!
- But you did. Leave me alone and open the gate.
- I won't let you out of here like this. If you don't want to talk to me, at least let me drive you home.
Then I turned around and looked at him.
- First of all, I don't want to spend any more minute with you. Second, you can't drive a car while you've been drinking.
Suddenly I heard a rustle and then a light flashed on.
- Damn it! Paparazzi! Evelyn, go away from the gate. It's too late anyway, because they already have your photos, but let's not do a bigger show. Please. Come back inside.
I froze when I heard the word paparazzi. I knew I was taking too much of a risk seeing Roger. But I didn't think it would all fall apart so quickly.
I ran towards Roger and he gripped my hand tightly and pulled me towards his house. We ran inside, slamming the door causing surprise among the boys and Mary.
- What happened there? Do you guys want us to leave? - John laughed seeing us crash into the wall and breathe heavily.
- Not funny mate. We're in troubles. - Roger simply said and put his hand on my cheek. - Are you ok? Please say something.
- What should I say? That tomorrow I was supposed to perform live but in the morning I will see my teary face in the newspaper or internet? That instead of making my dreams come true I will become a laughing stock? That everyone will say I wanted to win the show by fucking with you? Is that what I should say?
I started crying hysterically which left Roger speechless. He just grabbed my hand and led me to his bedroom. I didn't protest, I didn't care anymore.
- You all stay here! - He said to the rest but I bet they already knew that there's no way out without being photographed.
- What a sick situation. She's really fucked right now.
- Freddie... - Mary looked at him.
- Baby, you know I'm right. I just hope Roger cares about her, because if he only uses her like the others, she'll be left with nothing. This poor girl.
- Jesus...I'm so sorry for her. She seems really nice and smart. Not like all those girls Roger used to hang out with. I really liked her. - Mary seemed to be very sad about what happened.
- You're right Mary. Roger must take care of her now, she's in such troubles because of him. - Brian took a deep breath and put his empty glass on the table.

- I'm really sorry Evelyn. Please stop crying. Please...
Roger tried to hug me but I pushed him away. I was devastated. Nothing could calm me then. I knew it was over. The end of my dreams. My fight for a better tomorrow. The end of Roger. The end of me.
I cried for a long time before I felt tired and don't even know when I fell asleep. Roger hasn't left me even for a moment, we didn't talk, he just stayed there by my side even though I barely looked at him.

When I felt the sun hit my eyes, I groaned and cursed.
- Can anybody put out the fucking sun? Get the fuck out of my eyes!
I had a huge hangover, my eyes were swollen from crying and my head almost exploded with pain.
- Shit. Where am I? - I sat up on the bed, not knowing what was going on. I turned my head to see Roger. He was sleeping like a baby, cuddled against his quilt. I wanted to kiss him. Hug him. But then I remembered everything. I knew how difficult time was ahead of me. I've been sitting there for a few minutes before Roger woke up.
- Baby... - He said, trying to touch me but he was to scared of my reaction.
- Don't.
- Can we just talk?
- We don't have to. We're not a couple. We just had sex and you didn't let me out yesterday.
- I didn't because I care about you. Can't you see that?
- You barely know me, Roger. And now when this shit's happened, we both know what does it mean.
- I know you're scared of what you'll see in newspapers. I'm used to it so I really don't give a damn. I'm just worried about you. Maybe we can figure out something. Just let me think. You have live show tonight.
- Oh no. I won't do this. I'm out.
- You can't be serious. Don't give up. Maybe it's me who should quit.
- What?
- I got you into this situation. Maybe if I quit, they'll leave you alone and you can still win.
- You know it won't help. You just proove them you're guilty.
- Same as you if you're not going to sing tonight.
I knew he was right but I didn't want to play a fool.
- Maybe...maybe they were not paparazzi? - I said with a hope in my voice.
- Let's find out. You ready?
- No...But I need to know.
Roger turned on the TV and checked the internet on his phone. I could see from his face that it was not good. They didn't say anything on TV, but the internet was already buzzing with rumors.

*HOT NEWS!*
*Roger Taylor and contestant of The Rock Voice of Britain are having an affair! They were fighting in front of his house!*
*A girl from Taylor's team, Evelyn Trey was at his house at friday evening. We all know what for*
*Roger Taylor made Evelyn cry*
*Does she really think she can win this way?*

- Oh my God...I knew it. I'm screwed. It's over...
- I'm so sorry baby...it's all my fault.
- No it's not. I should have known from the very beginning the consequences of meeting with you. I have to go...I'm calling this Dan Foley or something and telling him I quit.
- Don't do that!
- It's too late. I'm not strong enough to be in this shit.
I got out of bed and walked towards the door. Roger followed right behind me.  When we got downstairs to the living room we saw a huge mess from yesterday's party and John sleeping on the couch.
- Last round! - Roger yelled and made Deaky nearly fell to the floor.
- What the... - He hissed putting his hands on his head. - Holy shit. I'm going to die. Do we have something to drink?
- Kitchen. I'm not your nanny. Where's Fred and the rest?
- Still sleeping. We've been drinking till 4 in the morning. Those TV hyenas are still here.
Roger looked at my horrified expression. I already knew they wouldn't give up so easily, they had to get us.
- It's ok, Evelyn, I got an idea how to get you out of here. My car is in the garage. You get in the backseat and cover yourself with a blanket. I'll drive you home. I won't let them see a bit of your face.
- Ok... - I only whispered.

We were just heading towards the garage when Freddie, Mary and Brian came downstairs.
- Sweet Jesus, Evelyn are ok? - Freddie asked, seeing my swollen eyes.
- Not really...But thank you for asking.
- Come here.. - Mary came closer and hugged me tightly. - You're going to be fine. You're such a hard ass, you just don't know that yet. It's been only a few hours since we've met, but I'm sure you'll be ok. You know you can call me anytime? Gonna give you my number. Please call me.
- Mary... - I couldn't stop my tears. - thank you so much. You are such a sweetheart. I really appreciate it.
- I really mean it, Evelyn.
I hugged her with all my strength and kissed her cheek.
- I'm going to fucking cry in a second. - Freddie said dramatically. - Just look at them Rog, acting like they've known each other for years. They're so cute.
I smiled a little looking at Roger, who was standing there, watching me and Mary acting like we're saying goodbye for good. And then he said:
- Maybe you can stay a bit longer. We'll order something to eat. It's still early. Then I'll take you wherever you want.
Mary and Freddie nodded.
- Please Evelyn. Stay for a while. Let's have some breakfast together!
- Ok, Mary. I'll stay. I want scrambled eggs with vegetables and strong coffee!
- Rog, darling! You heard your lady!
- Done! - Roger took his phone and called the restaurant to order us some food.
Mary and I sat on the couch. The boys joined us after a while. Roger sat down close to me as if he wanted to let me know that he won't let me get hurt.
- Ok guys. We're in troubles, but don't they know we are a fucking Queen? And even if we want to spend our private time with the contestants of the show and even if we're judges in it, it's not their fucking business! Evelyn, darling. You're one of us now. We're in this with you.
- Freddie, she doesn't want to perform. She is going to quit the show. - Roger said in a resigned voice.
- No fucking way darling! You are going to sing my song tonight. And we'll be there to cheer you on! Is that clear?
- Freddie I can't...
- That's enough. You're fierce and strong and you're gonna kill this fucking stage. You can't just give up because some miserable people took a few pictures of you crying or fighting with Roger. This is only your business with who and where and how you're spending your time. Don't let them get you down, darling.
- Evelyn...Freddie's right and you know he is. - Brian finally spoke.
- Maybe he is, but I'm scared. I...I'm going to cry there. And how can I act like everything is fine, being face to face with Roger?
- Rog has been in this for years and nothing can break him. He's gonna be there for you. To give you some courage and support you. And we'll be there too.
- Deaky...what a deep speech, I'm absolutely shocked. - Freddie laughed. - Anyway, I must agree with John.
- Why are you all speaking on behalf of Roger?
- Because they know me and because it's true. As long as I'll be there, you're safe.
Roger took my hand in his and smiled at me.
- I'm screwed up. I am afraid to leave this house because I don't know what shit is waiting for me there. But you are all so great that even I'm starting to believe, everything will be just fine. Thank you guys.