A Night At The Opera

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((Roger's POV))

"Roger, wake up." John nudged me. We looked around confused, until I realized we were in the waiting room of a hospital. The nurse was looking at us, waiting for us to get up. I glanced at my watch: 4am.

"Where are we going?" I whispered, my voice half awake.

"Freddie is good enough to talk. He wanted to see us." John whispered back.

"What about Brian, Tani and Sydnee?" My voice crackled saying their names.

"I don't know, we'll have to ask."

We stood in the doorway of Freddie's hospital room.

"Come in," he gestured.

We pulled the chairs up to his bed. He sat up.

"So wha-what happened?" I teared up.

Freddie explained everything that he could.

"Roger, John...I've never seen so much fear in someone's eyes. They looked petrified. They weren't sure if they were going to get killed, raped, anything. Brian's eyes were the most horrifying...he looked like he had just seen a dead body. It was horrifying." Freddie buried his face into his hands.

I sat in shock as he explained, John handed me the small box of tissues. I didn't even realizes how hard I was crying.

"Sydnee and Tani didn't get stabbed or anything, but they didn't get hit easily...they'll most likely make it, but nothing is for sure." Freddie groaned.

"I gotta see them," I took a breath,"And Bri."

"I'm going to go see if we can visit Tani and Syd." John walked out. I knew why, not to ask, to cry.

He returned with the nurse,"Why don't we wait until you're officially okay before you get up roaming around, dear?" She smiled to Freddie.

"Uhm excuse me, I'm per-"

"Okay, we'll wait. Thank you." I snapped.

"Roger-"

"It's no use Freddie. Just wait. The longer we wait, the more time they have to heal." I ran my hands threw my hair.

Freddie laid back and rubbed his face. John and I stayed fora few hours and left.

When we arrived back at the hotel, Anna ran up to us as we entered the room.

"Where've you been?!" She whispered, Felix was asleep in her arms.

"The hospital-"

"Georgia's been throwing up and I'm worried. She looked really scary."

I went into the bathroom, Georgia looked up at me,"There's blood." She worried.

"What?!" I ran over to her. I carried her to the car,"We have to go to the hospital!" I yelped to John and Anna,"Please watch Felix." I begged.

"Of course." Anna held him tightly.

I sped to the hospital...again. We bursted through the doors, I was holding Georgia up as she groaned in pain. This wasn't no hangover.

"She's in extreme pain and she's throwing up blood!" I panicked, the nurses came around and helped Georgia onto a gurney and carried her away.

"I gotta come too!" I cried.

"You can't, we'll come get you in a moment," he zen locked the doorway.

"Please-"

He started to shut he door.

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