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8. Tell Me Why

Lucy's POV

I herd John asking Ringo to talk to him in private. He sounded angry which worried me. I remember what he was like back in Liverpool. If he wasn't happy with someone, he'd beat them up. I was brought out of my thoughts when Cynthia tapped my shoulder. "Good morning Lucy" she said. "Morning" I smiled. "I saw you with Ringo last night at the beach. What happened?" She asked. I smiled but that smile soon faded when I herd Paul yell "John! Stop it!" I turned around and saw Ringo lying on the ground with John standing over top of him. He was going for another punch when Paul and George ran over and held John down. I jumped up and ran towards them. I got down on my knees next to Ringo. "Tell me why you would do that Ringo! You bustard!" John yelled as Ringo came to. "If anyone is the bustard it's you John!" I snapped with tears streaming down my face. He went silent. A single tear fell down his cheek. He turned around and left. George and Paul followed him. I looked back down to Ringo. "Are you alright? Are you hurt?" I asked anxiously. "I'll be fine, angel face" he winked. I helped him up and we went back to his room.

We walked past John's room and we herd some sobbing. We put our ears against the door. "Lucy's right, George. I am a bustard. I've always have been." He sobbed. "Remember just after she left, Stu admitted he had a crush on her. And I got jealous and angry and I punched him?" He sobbed more loudly. "Stu had a crush on me?" I whispered. Ringo kissed me on the cheek, reminding me I'm his. "And he mentioned it again and I punched him again. Then a couple months later he died of a brain haemorrhage. It was me. I killed Stu! So don't say I'm not a bustard, George, cause I am!" He yelled. I took a step back. "Stu's dead?" I whispered with tears coming down my cheeks. Ringo brought me in for a hug. "Sorry you had to find out this way" he whispered. "I didn't know Stuart for long but he was a nice guy. And talented artist" he continued.
After a few minutes of silence the door suddenly opened. "Were you two listening the whole time" Paul asked. We both nodded. John walked up to the door. His eyes were red and puffy. "I'm sorry Ringo for punching you" he said. Wow. John Lennon is actually saying sorry. "Your forgiven" Ringo said. John went back in and came out with a letter and a package. "Stu told me to give you this letter and package to you if I ever see you again. He gave it to me two weeks before he died. I took it with me on this trip just in case if I'd see you" he said. He handed ime the letter and the package. I was to scared open it right now. "I'll open it up later" I said. "Boys, you need start rehearsing for the Ed Sullivan show tomorrow" Brian said. All the boys walked out.

While the boys were rehearsing, Me, Jane, Pattie and Cynthia went for a shopping trip. I needed this girls day out so badly. The only problem is I couldn't get Stu's death out of my mind. The girls tried there best to keep my mind occupied but it was useless. Stuart used to always stand up for me against John. Even though Stu and John were best mates. We arrived back at the hotel and I plonked down on the bed. I herd a knock on the door. "Come in" I yelled. The door opened and it was John. "What do you want?" Still pissed off about the fight earlier. He walked in and laid down beside me. "You know he loved you. Stuart that is." He said. I looked over to him with a single tear down my eye. "Anything else you haven't mentioned?" I said. John took a deep breath. "Yes, my mother died a couple months after you left" he practically whispered. John started sobbing. I gave him a hug. "Sorry to hear that. She was a lovely lady" I said. John looked at me as he held my hand. "She was. Just like you" he sobbed. Then the unthinkable happened. John leaned over and kissed me.