A Whole New World (A Queen Fanfiction)

Chapter Ten

That night, Louis drove Dominique, Richard, and Todd home in a silence that was beyond awkward, as everyone saw the tearstains on Dominique's face but no one really wanted to ask her what had happened.

She had flopped on her bed as soon as she arrived back at her room at the hotel, curling up under the covers.

She sighed, not knowing what to do. After having time to think, she definitely wished she had not made any kind of scene in the bar, as her anger and emotion had had time to simmer down and settle.

She was acting out of feeling at that moment in the Bag O' Nails, that much she knew, but she did not even fully understand her feelings now. What if Todd was just lying to her? But why would he lie? What reason did he have?

And why would Roger not act around other women, as he had acted around her? It's not as if I'm  special or anything. But, the band had always seemed to act like the things he did for her were so unusual.

She sighed, shaking her head and trying to forget it all, for the time being at least. She looked in the mirror in the hallway bathroom, after doing light makeup for getting ready for the concert. She could hear the others getting ready.

A part of her really wanted to see Roger again, after she had had time to calm down. But she knew it would probably be extremely awkward.

Whatever happens, happens. She thought. Life goes on.

Roger sighed, after explaining on overt detail what had gone down at the bar. "And I just don't know what to do," he said to finish.

"I get this sounds hard," John said, leaning back in his chair after listening intently to Roger's rant for who knows how long. "But I've been there, believe me. I've had an interesting life too. You just have to go and do it."

Roger slowly nodded as he paced back and forth in the room.

It was getting to almost two hours before they had to get going, and Roger knew he had to, somehow, settle this unheard-of conflict between him and Dominique before it went on for any longer. He knew she was extremely upset about something and it hurt him inside.

The group had been watching Roger closely, almost to an uncomfortable degree, trying to make sure he was avoiding drinking or smoking excessively. He tried to please them and not do anything they did not want him to, no matter how much his current feelings fueled his urges, but it was still often difficult.

"Okay," Freddie said, walking back into the room after cleaning up. "I'll ask again, do you feel okay with the makeup I gave you? Will she like it?"

"Yeah," Roger said, nodding. "Thank you, Freddie, I appreciate it."

Freddie smiled, seeming to be pleased that Roger approved.

"We're gonna have to get out the door pretty soon," Brian said, crossing his legs on the little hotel couch.

"I know," Roger could only sigh.

"Just go and get 'em," Freddie said. "It'll be great. You can do it."

Roger nodded, walking towards the door, and slowly opening it. Freddie followed him across the hotel hall.

Roger turned around, looking at him. "Do you need something?"

"No," Freddie shook his head. "I just wanted to walk you there."

"Thank you."

He patted him on the back. "Good luck."

Freddie turned around and went back into the room, and suddenly, Roger was alone in the hallway.

Breathing in, he knocked on the door.