The One - A Queen/Led Zeppelin fanfic

Chapter 1

"Finally home from work." I mutter to myself as I open the door to my flat. I take off my jacket, throw it on the ground, and lay down on my couch. I hate my job so much, everyone I work with has single digit IQ's, I swear. Their incompetence tires me out. I yawn and close my eyes for a few minutes, until I'm interrupted by the ring of the telephone.

"Ugh!" I yell out as I get up to answer the phone. "Hello?" I say. "Hey Trisha, it's Jen." I chuckle and say, "Oh hey Jen! How are you today?" I ask her. "Oh I'm fine, how was your day at work?" I can hear the sarcasm in her voice, she knows how much I hate my job. I respond to her question with much sarcasm and say, "Oh wonderful as always." she chuckles and asks me, "Well, me, Deaky, and a few of my friends are going to the bar, and I was wondering if you wanted to come with us." I laugh and say, "I would love too! So how'd you get John to come?" "I might've begged him." That's what I thought. I know John really well since he's my brother. He'd never willingly go to a bar. "You really wanted to come that badly, huh?" "Well, yeah, you know how I don't trust anyone, I just wanted to feel safer while I'm there." I chuckle and say "Okay, I'll be at your place in thirty minutes, okay." "Okay. See you then!" "Bye!" I say as I hang up the phone. I really don't want to go, but I figure I might as well. Maybe I'll meet someone I'll end up falling in love with. I laugh at my thought and say to myself "Dream on bitch." as I get ready to go.

Once I get to Jen's flat I see John and some of Jen's friends talking to each other. I don't bother knocking and I walk right in. "Hey everyone." I say, and everyone looks at me and greets me. John walks over to me, kisses my forehead and says, "Hello little sis. How are you?" I love it when John shows how much he loves me, it just makes me feel... beautiful. I blush and say, "Why I'm great Deaky, how are you?" he chuckles and says "I'm quite well." There's this moment of silence until one of Jen's friend says "Well what're we waiting for? Let's go!" We all agree and head off to the bar.

As soon as we step inside the bar, I can already smell the repulsive stench of cigarettes, alcohol, and sweat. My face turns pale and I get nauseous from the awful stench. John realizes how terrible I looks and he asks me, concerned, "Are you okay?" I nod my head and I say "Yeah, I'll be fine. I just have to get used to the smell in here." he nods, kisses my cheek, and guides me to a seat right next to him and the others. I sat down, already regretting coming, when a guy taps my shoulder and says, "Excuse me, may I sit next to you?" I smile a little and say, "Sure." he sits down next to me. We both stay silent for a while until he says, "I'm Steven. how're you today?" I say to him "I'm Trisha, and I'm fine, thank you for asking." he smiles at me, but I turn away. I'm a very socially awkward person, and I don't like talking to people that much. He orders us both a shot of whiskey, taps my shoulder, and says "I bought you a drink." I smile and say "Thanks." and I take a sip, remembering how much I hate whiskey, but I just drink it anyway. He smirks at me after I put the glass down. I look at him, confused, and say "Why are you looking at me like that?" he chuckles mischievously and says "Oh, no reason..." all of a sudden I feel really nauseous and light headed. What's going on? I turn around to talk to John, but I can't find him. I look around the bar, when I finally spot him. We make eye contact, and he can see that I look like I'm about to pass out. He runs over to me, but before he can get to me, I slowly start to slip into unconsciousness, with Steven's evil smirk being the last thing I see.