Wings of butterfly

The show must go on.

For a moment I forgot about the whole thing. We were eating together and having a good time in our company. Then my phone rang. I saw 'Mom' on the screen.
- It's my mom. She already knows. She's gonna hate me. - I started shaking all over inside. - Hi mom. Is everything ok?
- Are you really asking me that? What the hell is going on, Evelyn? Where are you and why are they all saying that you're sleeping with this drummer to win the show?!
- Mom...you know that's not true. You know I wouldn't do something like that.
- But I saw the pictures! You're with him on them!
- Are we fucking on these pictures? - I got really mad, because my mom sounded like she actually believes it.
- Evelyn!
- Mom, I'm sorry. But can we talk when I come back home?
- You are going home right now! I need some explanation!
- I'll be there soon. Calm down.
I finished this conversation and had tears in my eyes, but I knew I have to explain it to her somehow.
- Do you want me to take you home? - Roger asked me with a little smile on his face. It was nothing to smile about, but I knew he wanted me to feel better.
- Yes, please. I need to face this already. I can't run away. Guys...I'm so thanful to all of you. Your support means a lot. I had a really great time with you and really hope we can meet someday again.
- Someday? We're going to meet tonight!
- Freddie...please.
- Evelyn. WE ARE GOING TO MEET TONIGHT! - He was so stubborn.
I looked at them one last time, waved, and followed Roger into the garage.
- Take this blanket and cover yourself. Tell me when you're ready to go.
I did what Roger asked me to. When I was under the blanket that smelled like Roger's perfume I said we can go.
He started the car, the garage door opened, then the gate, I heard them but luckily didn't see them.
- Roger is this true? Is she in your car? We wanna see her! - They were screaming.
- Roger, what about Claire?
He didn't react at all, he hit the gas and we left quickly.
- It's ok, baby. We're safe now.
I took off the blanket and saw Roger's eyes in the mirror.
- Please, don't cry. I'll do anything to protect you. I swear. - I nodded but still couldn't stop crying. I told him my adress and was waiting for the fight with mom.
- We're here. - He said but I didn't move. He turned around and looked at me.
- Baby...give me your hand. - I did it and he kissed it gently. - You know I'm here. I wasn't joking when I said I care about you. I really do.
- I think I care about you too. And this scares the shit out of me.
- Why? Is it that horrible to fall for me?
- I know how does it sound...But yes. It is. You're not a regular guy. You're a  superstar. I'm nobody.
- You're not nobody to me. Give us a chance. You're not a chicken, are you?
I giggled when he said that.
- I think I might be...
- No you're not. You're naughty and confident. And sexy like hell. - He winked at me, making me blush.
- Roger...that's not funny.
- I know...I'm just trying to cheer you up before you go home and...
- And have a big fight with my mom...
- Maybe you want me to go with you?
- Would you really do that?
- Of course. This whole mess is because of me. I can stand before your mom and tell her everything. - I raised my eyebrows. - Ohh yeah..not everything. She would kill me if she knew about our last night.
- No, Roger. It's fine. I need to do it on my own. But if she kicked me out for being a slut...
- Hey! You're not a slut! Don't ever call yourself that.
- For now, I'm the biggest Britain's slut. You know that.
- I don't. It's what they say. But they don't fucking know you. I'm going to kill those motherfuckers! - He got really upset.
- One day we'll forget about it...hopefully.
- I will never forget how good you made me feel. Our first time will be always in my heart.
- You really are a romantic soul, Rog!
- Told you.
- Ok...I gotta go.
- Can I have a kiss?
I leaned over and kissed him.
- Bye Roger.
- Bye baby. Call me please. I'll be waiting.

When I got home, my mother was standing in the kitchen. She was impatient and angry.
- Finally! - she said. - Do you want to tell me something?
- I'll tell you everything. But you have to promise, that you're gonna believe me.
Mom, it's me. You know me.
- Maybe I don't.
- Mom...
- Ok. I promise. Just tell me what's going on...
I told her everything. Literally everything. Including our sex.
- So this drummer seduced you!
- Mom did you even listen? He did not seduce me! It was my decision!
- I'm sorry...sometimes I forget you're adult. So...you're famous now. In a bad way...
- Unfortunately.
- And this Roger? Is he...
- I like him. I really do.
I was about to say something else but then my brother came back home.
- Hey there you bad girl!
- Miles stop. - mom glared at him
- Why didn't you tell me, Evelyn?
- Tell you what?
- That you and Roger fucking Taylor...you know.
-Miles! I'm warning you!
- Mom...can I just talk to my sister? You've had your time already.
- You can. I'm going shopping.

Mom left the house and Miles was sitting and looking at me meaningfully.
- What?
- You tell me.
I told this story one more time and my brother couldn't believe.
- You nasty...
- Stop it...
- You know I'm joking. So are you going to be official or something?
- Don't be ridiculous. We've just met a couple weeks ago.
- What about tonight's show?
- I'm not going.
- Boo you chicken!
- Do you have some deal to call me that? You and Rog?
- Rog...how sweet. Anyway. If you're not going. You are a chicken. End of story.

I took a shower and sat on my bed. Holding a phone in my hands I was thinking if I should call him. Eventually I picked up his number.
- Baby...are you alright? - Roger answered after just one signal.
- Yeah...they believed me. Roger?
- Yes?
- I'm going to sing tonight.
- That's my girl!
- You know...My brother just called me a...chicken.
- I like him already. - I laughed
- I'll be there 2 hours before the show. As planned. See you soon.
- I'm so happy. Can't wait to see you, baby.

I couldn't find a place for myself, it was just making me nervous, I felt a lot of pressure and didn't really know how to deal with it. I was scared. Excited. And scared.
- Evelyn!
I heard Al's voice downstairs.
- Come in. I'm in my room.
- You nasty...
- Stop you all! What's wrong with everybody?
- Hey, what's wrong with you?
- I'm sorry. I just can't handle this...shit.
- So, you have slept with Roger fucking Taylor and now you can't handle? Was he that good?
- Al, you're impossible. Better help me to get ready. I'm going to show them all that I don't need to have sex with Roger fucking Taylor to be a great singer!
- That's my girl.
It seemed like they all were in some kind of plot, they were telling me the same thing, acting the same way, or maybe it's already my paranoia?

- Miles you ready?
- Yep. Get in the car my ladies.
Miles, Al, my mom and I were on the way to BBC studio when I got a message.
'I'm missing you. Can you just hurry up?' - I smiled and showed my phone to Al.
- Awww...he's so sweet. Another round after the show?
I rolled my eyes and answered Roger just shortly 'I'm coming, baby'. This was the first time I called him that.

I could see how my teammates were looking at me. They were mad.
- So we're here for nothing because we know the winner already? - Melanie said with some kind of a disgust in her voice.
- You're wrong. But I'm not going to explain myself. Just do your job, Melanie.
I've been waiting for my time on stage. All I could feel was my anxiety. I even thougt I should leave and never come back, but then I heard my name.
I went on stage and was terrified, I heard people whistling and was sure it was because of me, then I saw Mary, then Freddie and the rest, they were smiling, I couldn't let them down.
But when I saw Roger, my heart went crazy.
'You can do it' - He whispered. I couldn't hear him but I knew he said that.
I closed my eyes and began to sing.
The audience chanted, they were singing with me, I've been really shocked.
Just at the end of a song I heard this word from the crowd...'Slut'.
And that was too much. I ran away from the stage and I knew I would never go back there.
- Who the fuck said that? You're so brave in the crowd? Show your face you coward! - I heard Roger screaming.
I closed the toilet door and tried to catch my breath. I wanted to dissapear.
- Evelyn! Evelyn! Where are you?
I wanted to answer him, but I couldn't say anything.
Roger wasn't stupid so he found me in the ladies' bathroom.
- Open the door baby.
- I can't.
- You can. It's me. I just left this fucking show for you. Please. Open the door.
I went out and saw Roger with the tears in his eyes.
- I told you. - is all I said to him.
- They can go and fuck themselves. We're going home. - He grabbed my hand and we went to his car.
- But my mom and...
- You can call them. I won't let you go now. No way. You're going with me. I'm the only one who can comfort you now.
I nodded and got in his car.

When we got to his mansion, I was a total mess. Roger didn't say a word all the way. He just let me cry out those bad emotions and I was greatful he did. - Come here. - he hugged me as soon as I got out of the car. - I'm really sorry. I don't know what to do. I can only hold you and give you all my heart.
- Roger...you just left the live show. Tomorrow they're going to eat you...us...alive.
- This is the last thing I care about now. I can pay them all the money for breaking the contract. It doesn't matter to me. Come on...we're going home.

I sat on the couch, but I was still shaking. Roger handed me a glass of water and stroked my cheek.
- Do you need anything?
- You. - I answered.
- I'm here.
- Kiss me.
Roger moved closer and kissed my lips. He touched my hair and kept telling me to calm down.
- There is only one thing that can calm me down.
- What is it baby?
- Make love to me. I need you more than anything right now.
He smiled and started pulling my blouse off, kissing my shoulders, cleavage and neck.
- Relax. I'll do anything to make you feel better. - He said and looked at me with this desire in his eyes.