The Killers - Part 2

chapter 6

I woke up to various noises, thundering of feet on the floor, the creaking of the chair roger had fell asleep on insisting i slept in the bed when i told him I wouldn’t mind the couch, and various profanities being said left right and centre. The door opened, I looked towards the door to find roger with a towel wrapped around his waist, his hair drenched and not fluffy for once, well this was awkward. “I’ll go... I really shouldn’t have stayed” I said getting up and going towards the door, he shut it instantly and stood in front of it, blocking my way... now this was kind of awkward, creeping me out just a little bit more, my breathing began to pick up. “Don’t be silly, just go back to bed and cover your head with the blanket till i say” He told me, stoking the side of my face with one of his hands, his fingers lingering on my jaw till i moved away back to the bed, i jumped in and covered my head, even grabbing a pillow, i could hear him chuckling to himself about my actions, i always seemed to act in weird ways around people. “JOSEPHINE ROSE WILL YOU GIVE IT A REST... SHE ISNT PREGNANT” I heard someone yell... it was oddly familiar... Brian, what the bloody hell was Brian doing here in Rogers apartment.

The blankets and pillows suddenly disappeared onto the floor i assume, jumping on the bed beside me he laid down and played with my hair. “your hair, its so soft.” He said, wrapping a lock of it around his finger, my hair is horrible, i haven’t washed it in days and the dye i used was probably the worst brand ever, it changed the colour of my hair wrong, i wanted blonde not brown. “its horrible.” I told him, he leant in towards me, his vivid blue eyes staring into mine, then someone screamed, that caught him by surprise and he stopped pulling away. I sat on the side of the bed, not really knowing what to do, i was still in my clothes from last night, all my stuff had eradicated from my apartment and i was left with practically nothing. “here’ He said chucking me one of his shirts, it was a blues brothers shirt, interesting, i quiet liked their music, i didnt expect him to. He held out a gown for me, black as night with his name on the back of it, helping me slide my arms into it, i tied the cord around my waist and he opened the door, i couldn’t believe what was happening, i swear i was about to faint.

We walked out together; he put his arm around my waist and my breathing hiked up a little bit more than what it should, i was dreaming, or in a really good dream about to turn into a nightmare. The whole of queen were in the living room, all but john, but he was the quiet one so i wouldn’t be surprised if he was locked away in a room somewhere, isolating him from any human contact. Freddie was beside the same girl he was with the night in stuck in the elevator, and then there was another girl, hopping around like crazy, yelling at the top of her voice. “i knew it... i knew it... what did i tell you Brian” She chimed, skipping around Fred and who i assume to be his girlfriend. She suddenly stopped dead in her tracks, staring at me, her mouth gaping open, not knowing what to say. “Who the hell is this” She said, that seemed to be everyone’s expression at the moment, everywhere i looked was confusion. Brian just sat there laughing to himself; he knew perfectly well who i was. “everyone, this is Kyrie” Roger said, tightening his grip around my shoulder, as if telling me everything was alright and not to be scared. I looked up at him, he was just smiling, so i looked back at the others, not knowing what to do. “ahh... Kyrie... we’ve heard so much about you”

The girl next to Freddie said. I had no clue what was going on, i had no clue who any of these people were, and i couldn’t believe they were actually talking to me, then the laughter began, there is always laughter when people meet me. “thats Jo, and this is Tamarah” Roger said sternly, pointing to each that went with the name he said, sounding annoyed himself at their laughter, was there something wrong with me, was i not up to their standards. “don’t worry about them, they are just jealous” He whispered into my ear, trying to be nice, i knew they weren’t, but its a nice thought. My mood lightened and i forgot about them laughing at me. “im sure we will get to know each other” The one known as Jo giggled running off to Brian, what the hell was that all about, meh, i have no clue, my brain was running like mad, all i wanted to do is have my own bed and lay there and do nothing for the next two hours. “roger... what in the world is she wearing” Freddie exclaimed suddenly said, picking up the fluffy material of the gown, then letting it go, disgraced at what i was wearing. “its all i could offer, the shirt alone is like a dress on her”

Roger said, i knew i should have ran when i had the chance last night, none of this would be happening, no laughing, no getting accused of the clothing i wore, i should have went straight to Natalie’s, but no... Roger Taylor had to suddenly appear out of nowhere in when i was in such a bad state of mind. “Tamarah dear, do you mind lending some of your clothes to Kyrie, i believe she looks the same size as you.” Freddie said, now i was being offered clothes of people i don’t know; now this was weird, very weird. She nodded and walked off, she didn’t have to, i don’t need them, i should just leave now before anything else happens. “no, no its fine, seriously, i best be going anyway.” I said, i undone the cord to the dressing gown and handed it back to roger, putting my hair up in a messy bun. Jo and brian too were looking in the direction of us. “what... no you cant go, where will you stay” Roger suddenly said, grabbing me by the shoulders. I shrugged him away, it was nice to see that he cared, different for someone like me to see. “i dunno, somewhere. Thanks roger, for everything” I said, making my way to the door, my hand was on the knob, it was turning but i hadn’t moved my hand to, this was creepy. I stood away from the door, waiting to see what happens, the door opening slowly.