You Take My Breath Away

October Night

So, skipping the rest of September and October, let's head to the 31st of October. Why skip the rest of September and October ? Because, Roger and I didn't do much. What's the point of even saying what we did ? It'll be boring for you to read. Hell, it'll even be boring for me to write. Anyway, it was Halloween. But to Queenies, we call it HalloQueen. Sucks that Brian won't be able to celebrate it like Roger and I plan on doing tonight.

Roger doesn't like dressing up. I kind of do, but I didn't do it this year. Roger said we were going back to the club where we both did it. But when we got there, the bartender told us we couldn't do it again. We looked at the bathrooms and found out there were two security guards near the bathrooms. Roger asked the bartender why there were two security guards, and the bartender said because the last two people who were in there, had a baby. Roger was pissed. So, we just got drinks at the club and hung out with people Roger knew.

Roger was planning on doing it again. But now that there's security guards, we weren't allowed to do it. If we got caught doing it, we'd be banned from the club. So, Roger didn't want to take the risk. Instead, we had a few drinks of Champagne, kissed for a while, and got out of the club and headed to another club down the road.

I never even heard of this club. To be honest, I never knew it was a place ! The club's name was Party Hard. Now I can see why Roger brought me here. We were allowed to do it this time. So, I'm not going to get in to it. I'll just skip the drugs, drinking, and sex part of the night. Yes, Roger and I did drugs. Not those bad drugs though. Just smoking, that's it.

God, I was hung over. Roger saw it in me. He drove me back to his flat and said I can crash there for the night. I had a great time with him, but man, was I hung over. We got out of the car and when he opened his door, I ran straight for the bathroom. I threw up like a few times. Roger felt bad, because he didn't want to get me sick. Well, he did. But when he apologized, I said it was fine.

I crashed on the couch and tried falling asleep. Freddie came in and asked Roger why I was here. He said I was hung over. And Freddie told me to feel better. I just wished this hang over was gone. It was killing me. I felt the alcohol running through my veins, I had the worst headache a person could have, my nose was stuffy and runny, my eyes were all red, I had the smell of smoke on me, and my stomach was hurting from the drinking and throwing up. Ugh, my insides felt like they were on fire from the drinking.

Roger got me a blanket and a glass of water. He said if I needed anything, he was a call away. He also forgot to get me a bag in case I had to puke. I reminded him, and he got it for me. He asked for my parents house number so he can call them to let them know I'm staying the night. I gave it to him, and he called them.

After he was done calling them, he said they weren't happy I did drugs. But Roger said he took the blame for it. Because he was drunk with me when he made me smoke. He then said they were fine with me staying the night. He then said they wanted me back home in the morning. I coughed badly, which worried Roger. Then I said that was fine.

Roger and Freddie were in the kitchen talking and drinking something I can't remember. It was about 11 at night. Freddie went upstairs to get ready to crash, while Roger stayed with me and watched a little TV before going to sleep. He stayed with me until it was 1 in the morning. I liked it. He treated me like I was his girlfriend. And I'm starting to think, I will be very soon.

When it was 1 in the morning, he kissed me goodnight, and went upstairs to crash. My God, I felt really sick. I couldn't even sit up. My stomach was really hurting. It sucks ! I hate being sick. I guess my body just wasn't used to the drugs in me. I haven't done that much drinking and smoking before. So, that probably explains why I'm so sick.

I called Roger as loud as I can and he came down to my aid. I told him I needed more water. Which he did get for me. He asked if I needed anything else before he went back to bed. I asked if he can let me stand up and bring me to the bathroom. I needed to go badly. Which he did. He waited till I was done to drag me back to the couch. After that, he said goodnight and went back upstairs. Then, I fell asleep with ease.