So, That's Your Dad? (Freddie Mercury) | Under Construction

Chapter Thirteen: The Shitty Version Of Charlie's Angles

Freddie's POV

I can't take my eyes off of my daughter. She lays on the hospital bed in a lifeless way but she looks peaceful. I feel awful in so many ways. I hold onto Jim's hand tightly as we view Tiffany through the window. We weren't allowed to go in there because the doctors were trying to wake her up and figure out what happened to her. I hate that this had happened to her. She doesn't deserve it and nobody does. She looked so damaged and it saddened me to see one eye purple and her bottom lip bleeding.

I began to cry and Jim noticed. "What's wrong?" He asked me. "Me. I'm the problem in all of this. I have failed as a parent and she has to suffer with it. I promised her when she was born that I would never let anyone hurt her. And look what happened. This is all my fault." I said as I cried. Jim immediately wrapped his arms around me tightly. I cried on his shoulder and I probably looked crazy at the moment. But i didn't care, my daughter is hurt. "Baby it's ok. It's not your fault, none of this was your fault and it wasn't hers either. You raised her well and you did so by yourself. I don't know anyone who could have been able to do that, but you were." Jim explained. That still wasn't good enough, it doesn't change that I still feel like shit.

"She probably hates me, I let her down." I said continuing to cry. "I highly doubt that she hates you. She loves you with all her heart and I can tell. She's not mad at you because it wasn't your fault." He told me and I began to calm down. "Mr. Bulsara, may I have a word with you please?" The nurse asked which made Jim and I separate. "First of all my last name is Mercury, and yes you may." I said and walked over many feet away from Jim. "Her reason for fainting was due to shock and not her injuries. The only problem is that she's in a coma. We don't know how but she is. There is no way of telling when she's going to wake up." The nurse explained. I can't take this in.

Yes it is very sad, but I feel more so angry than upset. Not at this woman, and not at my daughter, but at Asher himself. I stood there calmly. "Thank you for telling me." I said then walked back over to Jim. I placed my hands in the pockets of my black leather jacket and I stand with one foot slightly in front of the other. Jim knew that something was wrong. Which is correct because I am fucking pissed. "I'm going to fuck him up so badly." I said in my normal tone. "Freddie no. That's not a smart idea." He warned me. I begin to walk away. I'm leaving and avenging Tiff since she cannot do so for herself.

I'm starting to be on my way back to the car, but Jim stopped me by grabbing my arm. I glared at him. "Freddie I think that you are making a huge mistake." He informed. "No. I know what I'm doing." I ensured. "Let me come with you at least." He requested. I shook my head. Of course he can't come. He's too nice and he would ruin everything. "No. Stay with Tiff." I told him. "No, wherever you go I go. I promised you that." Jim reminded me and he was right. I couldn't forget that.

      The large doors open and I see that Joe kid who I really liked. He seemed nice and I can tell that he really does care about Tiff. He enters with many bouquets of roses. He walks right next to a blonde and muscular boy who also had many roses in hand. Joe saw me and gave me a small  smile. "Hi Mr. Mercury." He greeted as they both stopped before Jim and I. "Hi. What are you doing here?" I wondered. I wasn't intending on being rude, I was just generally curious. "Oh. The police actually came to my house and we got here as quickly as we could." Joe explained. I nodded. It doesn't surprise me that the police went to his house, his name was the only one to come to mind when they questioned me.

      I look over at the blonde boy. I have no idea who he is. So why is he here to support Tiff? Joe noticed how I was staring at the boy. "Oh. This is mine and Tiff's friend Ben." Joe introduced the blonde boy. I immediately adored him after I knew who he was. I would've been oblivious to this situation if it weren't for him. I couldn't help but hug him. I hugged the shit out of him and he eventually did the same. I let go of him after a few seconds. "Thank you so much for everything." Slipped out of my mouth.