If It's In You; a Syd Barrett Fanfic

Twelve

"Who is that man?" I ask the record producer.
"I dunno, but he's been here and he says its for the band. I don't know what to think."
Me and Rick's girlfriend, Sarah, sat against the wall. I smile and wave to David as he prepares for the excessively long guitar solo. David wrote a song dedicated to Syd, which most of the songs him and Roger write are about Syd. But this one is different. They even called in a group of singers to do the background vocals. It's a huge deal. They always called Syd a crazy diamond, so the song title is Shine On You Crazy Diamond.
"I don't see why they want to make the song so long," Sarah said, lighting a cigarette.
"I don't either. But this ones different than the other ones. It's not like Comfortably Numb where it's about Syd, it's actually a tribute to Syd.
The man turns to us whenever I say the name, Syd. I stared at him, he seemed so familiar. "Do you think he could be my dad?" I ask, just out of curiosity. I haven't seen my dad since I was 16, so it could be. But my dad wouldn't ever let himself get that pudgy. Or at least the dad I know. "No, never mind."
Sarah shrugged and winked at Rick.
Suddenly, the organ played and they started recording.
"What the fuck?" I hear Sarah whisper. I look over at what she's looking at, and I see the strange man jumping up and down, holding his arm, which held a toothbrush, still, probably attempting to brush his teeth. He picked up one of David's guitars too, which made me frown. He seemed to be tuning it though. He wasn't doing any harm.
Throughout the recording, the man was doing very weird things. And he stared at me, a lot. I decide to ignore it smoke some more fags.
After what seemed like ages, the song was finished. They of course needed to mix a few things in. David even specially asked for a mix of See Emily Play at the very end.
I see them start talking and pointing at the man, trying to be slick. David finally shrugs. "What did you think?" David asked the guy.
The guy shrugged and said, "it sounded a bit odd."
That's when I realised, I know that voice.
David whispers something to Roger, who bursts out crying. He breaks down. He even sat down on his amp and held his hands in his hair.
I look at the guy. "Sarah," I start out, "that's Syd."
The bald, pudgy, eyebrow less, very odd man in there was Syd. He wasn't even 30, and he looks 60. My mouth drops open.
"Abigail," David rushes over, placing his hands on my shoulders. "Let's go home."
It's almost like I couldn't move. What on earth does his mom think? What about his sister? What does she think? I wanted to hug him. I wanted to cry. I couldn't move, almost as though I was in a catastrophic state.
I started to walk towards him, and he looked at me funny. I wrapped my arms around him and whispered, "I love you, Roger."
Although I couldn't see him, I could feel the shock of someone calling him Roger. I hadn't called him that in almost 10 years.
He wrapped his arms around me and said, "you too Abigail. Go on home now, you look exhausted."
I smiled and wrote my number and address on a paper. "In case you forgot. Come visit, or stay in touch."
Roger nodded and put the paper in his wallet.
I told the rest of the band to come along and everyone left in silence. Roger was still shaken up, so I told David I'd go home with him to cheer him up.
Me and Roger sat on his couch and I started to consult him.
"Syd was my best friend since we were 14! I've lost my best friend!"
"Roger, I've been dating Syd since I was 13. Not that I'm comparing our relationship to your own, but I've been intimate with Syd since then. I grew up with him. I grew dependant on him. I've finally accepted Syd is gone and he's not coming back. I want him to but he's not. And because of him leaving, your band has gotten huge. You need to keep being strong, in honour of Syd. That's what I'm doing every day."
Roger smiled and hugged me. "Thanks Abi."
I then further decide to do something I haven't considering in a long time. I decided to visit Syd.

A/N: since writing this, I've become a much better writer. I'm not exactly a big fan of this story or where it's going tbh. I'm either going to write another Syd story or rewrite this one. I haven't decided. Anyways, here you go!