I was extremely annoyed when I arrived home. Roger was too busy with himself and Freddie that he didn't even notice he had forgotten about me. It was selfish acts like this that made me question why I was still with him. And then I remembered why. Because I loved him. Only I was finding myself hating him more than loving him these days. He was constantly getting on my nerves and doing things to annoy me. I knew that a healthy relationship is supposed to have ups and downs but we were constantly down and never up. I decided to confront Roger about this when he got home. Not tell him off, just have a chat about why we were fighting and what we should do.
Only Roger didn't come home that night.
I sat up in bed worried sick about him. He didn't even bother to call me. Where was he? After his health scare 2 years ago, I couldn't help but fear the worst for him. Only I couldn't help thinking that he wasn't worrying about me where he was. He was having fun somewhere with Freddie and Brian, not giving me a 2nd thought and here I was losing sleep over him. It was all Freddie's fault I thought. Roger constantly seemed distant, in a daze, his mind always somewhere else. I decided I would give him one more chance. If he continued to treat me badly I would leave. Forever. I wasn't sure if I could but it was the last thing I could do. I had enough.
I woke up at 4am, by the sound of glass shattering. I jumped out of bed and ran downstairs, thinking it could be Roger finally coming home. Of course, it wasn't. I was shocked to find a man wearing a black face mask and gloves looking in the cabinets of the kitchen. He had knocked a glass ornament down. He looked just as startled as I did. "GET OUT!" I screamed at him. He dropped what he was holding. I realised I had left the front door unlocked in case Roger came home. He walked over to me slowly while I scowled at him. He put his hand over my mouth and pushed me against the wall whispering in my ear, "You don't tell anyone about this, okay?" I nodded and he let go pushing me to the ground, kicking me and hitting my head into the radiator, in an attempt to erase my memory. The room went black and after that, I couldn't remember anything.
Title came from One Vision.
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It's All So Beautiful *Roger Taylor Fanfic*
FanfictionThrough the madness, through the tears, Roger and I still had each other for a million years