It's All So Beautiful *Roger Taylor Fanfic*

Now I'm At Your Feet

**Megan's POV**
I don't think I've ever felt this bad in my entire life.

The extreme pain and guilt I was feeling at that very moment was so unbearable. I felt like screaming the house down I was so frustrated.

I arrived at my mother's house and felt a deja vu. This is where I stood two years ago when Roger cheated on me. However that time Roger was in the wrong whereas this time, it was me. I rang my mother in advance to let her know I was coming. I also told her what happened and she was shocked.

When she answered the door, I could see the disappointment on her face. She tried to hide it but it was there. I had literally left my family. I, myself, still wasn't sure why, but I did it and know there was no turning back.

My brothers had moved out and only my mum and dad lived in my old house. They hadn't met my kids yet, and sadly it didn't look like they ever would.

We had dinner and talked, avoiding the topic of Roger at all costs. Eventually thought my father asked me what happened and why I left. We went to the sitting room so that I could tell them in detail. My mum made me a cup of tea, exactly how I liked it, very milky with sugar. It touched my heart how she hadn't forgotten.

"Okay, so the past few months, Roger has been neglecting me and the kids for his job. Now I understand how important it is to him, but I haven't actually had a proper conversation with him in over three months. I asked him to spend the day with me yesterday and he turned down my offer because he had to work. I lost my temper and shouted at him. I said so many hurtful things. He did the same, hurtful names, but honestly I deserved it. I wrote the note last night and left at around midnight."

My parents nodded, calculating and processing all the information.

"Megan, why did you leave?" My dad asked.

"Because dad, I'm not good enough for Roger. I cant keep up with him. He's moving too fast. I don't think we were destined to be together. I think having kids with him was a mistake. He works hard and I can't cope with them alone. He's so egoistic. I had to get out of there. I wanted to leave before I caused any more heartache to him."

"What about the kids?" Asked my mum.

"They're in London with Roger. I told him in the letter that if he can't handle them then by all means bring them here. I hope that's alright with you." I said.

My mother just hugged me. There wasn't anything to say. I wondered how Roger was doing and what he was doing while I was sitting in my mothers arms.

**Rogers POV**

"Roger we need tickets for this ferry!" Said Brian. "Brian, we don't, I'll pay for them here." I said.

I wasn't entirely sure if I could do that. I was going to try regardless. We were in Wales and at the ferry dock.

"Excuse me," I said to the woman at the desk. If it was a woman I know I could sweet talk my way into any thing. "Is there a ferry leaving here anytime soon?" "Yes, one in a about 15 minutes." "Can I book a ticket now?" I asked.

"Oh sir, I'm sorry, I can't do that." "Listen, I have something very important to do. I have to get my wife back. Please miss, I have the money and everything." She looked at me sadly. "Sir, I can't do-" she said. "Its fine, can I book a ticket for tomorrow?" I sighed.

"Okay, fine, here go now if it's that important to you." "Yes!!!" I shouted. I bought the two tickets and Brian and I hopped on the ferry as soon as we could. I was on my way to get my wife back.

**Megans POV**

I went to bed early that evening. My head was pounding and my heart was aching. I didn't know if I had made the right decision, but I had to leave him before any more hurt was felt. My mother was very supportive of me in this time. She gave me food, which I wasn't keen on eating, I wasn't hungry, lots of drinks, she made sure I was alright. It was the love I hadn't felt in a long time.

I missed the twins desperately. I took pictures of them with me. I framed the photos and put them on the table beside my bed. I also took our wedding photo and hung it on the wall. I looked at it. We both looked so happy. I was holding my bouquet and Roger had his arm around my waist, leaning towards me. I had my other hand on his chest.

The other picture I took with me was my favourite one of us. Freddie took it one day when he was over. It was me and Roger, standing, I was looking up at Roger and he was looking down at me. He had his arms around my waist and I had my hands on his upper arm. We were both smiling at each other. Looking at that picture made me cry, so I put it away.

**Rogers POV**
We were on the ferry and I was nervous. I didn't think I could cope if she rejected me. I tried to think positively, but there was still the possibility that she might.

The journey didn't take long and we docked in Dublin. We, thankfully, brought out car on the ferry. We drove down to where Megan lived. We stopped in the town. We got something to eat and Brian prepared me emotionally for it. I practiced a million times what I was going to say to her.

We pulled up outside her house. I hoped she hadn't seen yet because I wanted to wait outside for a few minutes before I actually went in. We were waiting for about 10 minutes and I decided I was ready. It was now or never.

When I was getting out of the car, I noticed the front door opening.