Unwanted Company- A Beatles/ Lennison Fanfic

Chapter twenty seven

George looked up to to the voice who had been speaking to him, he knew who it was and wished it wasn't that person because that meant he and the boys had a lot of explaining to do.

Cynthia.

The voice was coming from Cynthia. George tried to contain his emotions but he figured it was too late for that and would probably get a slap in in return if he tried saying it was nothing, safe to say he was pretty stuck on what to do.

"What happened? I noticed you left early.." "yeah. I had enough" George mumbled, tears starting to become less vicious "enough? enough of what love?" "everything, it's just all too fucking much and I am so sick and tired of pretending that I'm not effected. But I am, I really fucking am." "what are you struggling with the most? being a Beatle?" George couldn't help but give out a weak chuckle "no..surprisingly it's the easiest thing going on right now" "so..what is?" "I can't say" "George." "no seriously, I can't say or I know that you will just end up in danger too." "why..why would I end up in danger?" "Because that's just..that's just how it seems to work. Whoever knows ends up suffering and Cynthia I can't let you suffer too." Cynthia was very confused but also very concerned. "Maybe we should just get you back to your room? you seem very exhausted and we can talk about it tomorrow with a straight focused mindset, how does that sound?" George shook his head "no I can't be around Pattie right now. I'm not tired anyway" "sleep would do you good" "no honestly  it's fine, I have to up in a few hours anyway" "okay" Cynthia simply said and sat beside George, George looked over to her confused "what are you doing?.." "I'm staying with you" "I don't deserve your kindness" "I may not agree with what you both did but you two seem happiest with each other, I admire that" "you do?.." "yes, I really do."

So for the rest of the night Cynthia stayed up with George, she tried to get more out of George but he wasn't seeming to budge much. Eventually after the hours went by George thanked Cynthia yet again and went to his room to try and have a relaxing shower and get ready. Meanwhile Cynthia went back to her's and John's room, maybe she could get something out of him?

As she went into the hotel room, John was mid way getting ready "Hey, we need to talk" Cynthia said as she shut the door, John raised an eyebrow "I was with George last night" "right?.." "in fact I was with George all night, comforting him in a horrible state I had never seen him in and when I would try to get him to tell me what was wrong he would refuse. You guy's have been sketchy for the past month! are you guys under some type of oath or something??" "Cynthia you wouldn't under-" "understand? no your right! I don't understand because no one is telling me anything! us girls are worried sick! does Brian even know about what is up??" "he knows." "okay so why isn't he doing anything?" "he's trying" Cynthia  scoffed "oh yeah clearly, I have a right to talk to him myself to get him off his ass" "Cynthia. Don't." "Lennon, watch me." Cynthia said and crossed her arms "this needs to fucking end, whatever it is!" "it's not that simple!" "after I'm done with it, you'll see." John didn't really know what else to say, he knew that Cynthia was stubborn like him and would do what she wanted regardless "fine..but don't say I didn't warn you" "noted" Cynthia replied and walked out of the room in hope of finding the fifth Beatle.

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Cynthia u queen