Queen oneshots

What did i do Pt.1 : Breaky

Johns POV:
It was a Saturday morning, the sky was grey and it looked as though it had been raining all night, not anything out of the ordinary.

I rubbed my eye with my knuckles and reached over for Brian but all that met my hand was an empty space on the bed, that's weird I thought, he never gets out of bed this early. I shrugged it off and got dressed.

"Brian!" I called down the stairs, no answer.
Where is he?

I hurried down stairs and looked in each room, nothing. Then something caught my eye, a note plastered up on the door. I slowly walked over to it and took it off the door.

Gone for a walk
-Bri

That's all it said. I shrugged and assumed he just wanted some fresh air or something.

8:45pm

Still no sign of him. It was dark outside now and I was starting to worry. I was trying to block out all these horrible thoughts I had, like what if he has been kidnapped, or mugged, or stabbed, or..my thoughts where interrupted when a tall figure came through the door.

"Brian!!" I jumped up and ran over to him hugging him tightly.
"I was so worried about you! Where have you been" I said looking up at him.

"Did you not get the note?" He sneered "I went on a walk" with that he hit my arms off him and walked past me forcefully knocking my shoulder as he did.

I stood there for a minute trying to recall what had just happened. I spun around my cheeks reddened my brow furrowed in confusion.

"Brian?" I called quietly, but he kept walking. "what did I do?"

"Just shut up would you? You are always whining at me! Go away John!!" He shouted at me, his eyes as cold as ice. This wasn't my boyfriend.

I was so confused, what was going on? I let the tears pour out of my eyes and roll down my patchy cheeks. I couldn't help myself, I ran after him down the corridor. I know he said not to but what was I supposed to do?

"Brian! W-what is wrong with you?!" I shouted, trying to sound strong but my voice cracked and the lump in my throat grew heavier.

He turned around and since he was much taller, he towered over me. I had never been frightened by him but I guess there is a first for everything.

"I thought I told you to go away" he growled and grabbed the collar of my T-shirt, I looked up at him one again tears building up in my eyes.

He let go of my shirt and pushed me with so much force that I tumbled over.

"Ow, Brian!" I cried, nursing my elbow that I had hit on the hard oak floorboards.

"Get up." He said, I did as he said because I didn't want to anger him more.

He grabbed my forearm and dragged me through to the other room, his fingers digging into my soft skin. I struggled but he only tightened his grip.

"Brian!! You're hurting me, stop it!" I squealed

He let go. I held my breath for a moment before speaking.

"Brian, darling" I reached up to touch his face- mistake.

He swatted my hand away like it was some annoying fly and then slapped me. It stung, so bad. I didn't even know what was happening, my head was spinning and I was about to fall. I grabbed onto the closest thing to me, which just had to be my terrifying boyfriend, I didn't even know if he was my boyfriend anymore. He used to be so kind and caring, he used to make me tea and kiss my everywhere on my body that was visible. He used to make me blush and giggle, but now he's making me scared and sad.

He looked at my hand on his shoulders and grimaced, pushing it off and walking away.

"Pathetic" and with that he stormed out the front door.

I fell back onto the sofa and held my knee to my chest. I sat like that for sometime and then shakily stood up and walked over to the phone.

I called the only number that came to my mind and waited for a response.

"Fred? Can you and Rog come over. Something r-really bad happened" I sobbed, Freddie said they would be there as soon as possible.

Only 5 minutes later my other two band mates flung open the door.

"Deaky!" Freddie rushed over to me, Roger followed, "what happened darling?" He asked and Roger hugged me tightly trying to stop me from shaking."

"Br-Brian"