act two.

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Fat Bottomed Girls - Queen

" are you gonna' take me home tonight?
oh, down beside that red firelight?
are you gonna' let it all hang out?
fat bottomed girls,
you make the rockin' world go round. "



Katalina's point of view.

act two.

FREDDIE AND I WERE NOW AT A SMALL CAFE, ABOUT A COUPLE OF BLOCKS AWAY FROM THE STUDIO. It's kind of weird when I think about it, I'm having tea with a dude that could be old enough to be my grandpa... but whatever. he sits there just staring at me, waiting for the waiter to bring our tea, well, Freddie ordered coffee. When he meets my eyes, I raise my eyebrow at him and quickly wink, his face then morphs into one of surprise, since he didn't expect me to have such confidence like him. Before he can say anything, the waiter comes with our tea, placing them gently on the table, and leaving right afterward. He clears his throat and starts to have a conversation with me,

"So darling, where are you from?"

"I'm from Michigan."

"So how did you end up in London dearie?"

"Um, I woke up here."

just so we're on the same page lovelies, Katalina will be autistic but in the more mental sense. Like if any of you have seen The Imitation Game, it will be the same way where she doesn't understand social norms and will, therefore, be ultimately awkward

"Oh you are very funny darling, but I want to know the truth."

"But I'm not being funny, and who said I wasn't telling the truth?"

I was genuinely confused, was he saying that I was lying because I don't lie I'm a very honest person if I do say so myself. Was he not understanding what I was saying, or refusing to accept it?

"Hmph, fine what is your age darling?"

"I'm 25 years old, prefer to be alone than having friends because friends are too complicated, having autism is just putting the "icing on the cake", that's what people say right, anyways, and I try to understand the world one day at a time."

After I finished my sentence, he looked at me with something in those brown eyes of his, they became soft, almost looking at me with empathy. I guess he can relate to me, in the future, of course, he called himself the Great Pretender. He always claimed that he was fine living alone, and yet he would never admit how it felt, the realization that there is no one to distract you from despair. That's how I felt when I was in the hospital at times, I would have these very intense meltdowns, and at some points, I would faint. While I sat on the hospital bed, I realized that no one could help me and that no one would be able to let me know a different reality, that I wasn't alone.

"Darling are you alright?"

I was pulled out of my flashback, Freddie seemed to be a bit worried. "I was looking into the distance, wasn't I?"

"Oh yes dearie, you seemed to be in deep thought about something."

"Well then, our next topic of conversation, I presume that you would love to go home unless of course, you would like to stay with us."

I looked down at the table and thought about it, I could go home theoretically and go back to the same old boring life I had. Or I can stay here with Freddie Mercury and do awesome things with the band. But if I do stay, how will I tell him and the rest of them that I'm from the future? They could think that I'm crazy and send me to a mental hospital, or I'll wake up one day and I'll be alone. At this very moment, my therapist will be very proud of me, because I'm choosing to do something different, daring.

"Well, if you don't mind, would you like to have some extra company?"

"Oh darling, it would be my pleasure."


sorry that this is really short

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ut I promise I'll get this show on the road monday the latest
and oh my god I can't wait for my smol beans to get together
be beautiful lovelies

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