YOU [RT] ✓

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C H A P T E R T H R E E

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olivia's point of view

"Hey love, I've missed you!"

I smiled as he pulled me into a forceful hug and it instantly put my mind at rest. I was finally reunited with one of my best friends, may I mention one of the most beautiful people I have ever laid my eyes on which is a bonus.

I tried my hardest not to cry into his shoulder as we stood there for a solid minute, either of us not letting go. I pulled away and ushered him in, and I noticed one of two things. One, John wasn't with him and two, he had nothing with him. I was slightly confused but led him into the sitting room while I tried my best normal walk over to the kettle.

"Where's John, Rog?"

"Oh yes I forgot to tell you, he helped pack my car but said he'll be over around 7 o'Clock for some tea. He was going to see a friend I'm pretty sure."

"Oh okay, but besides that I've missed John, I think I've missed you more Roggie!" I said as I sat next to him and leaned my head on his shoulder. I looked up at him and he was slightly smiling but also slightly frowning down at me, yet to make a response.

"What?" I asked with a cheeky smile. He again, just shook his head while still looking down at me. Even though I was acting as happy as could be when really on the inside I was ready to breakdown at any moment, he had seemed to notice something was up.

"It's just, i don't know you seem a bit odd today, everything alright?"

I couldn't get over how much this man cared about me.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm alright" I said as I broke away from his grip to go make tea, trying not to make it obvious I was in some of the most excruciating pain I had ever been in.

"Don't forget my-"

"Creamer!" I yelled out over the screaming kettle on the stove. I heard him chuckle to himself. Now to just keep up this act until bed tonight...

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We talked over tea and biscuits, talking about how Queen had recent success at pubs and bars, getting close to selling out some nights, how Freddie and Bri were doing, the future plans for Queen and everything amongst those topics. He did avoid the topic of Thomas though which I'm very grateful for. It's like he knew...

After a while John knocked at the door and Rog answered while I was in my room just going over my appearance, checking for any noticeable bruises or cuts, and none which I could see. My shoulders and lower left side were very questionably sore though. I walked as normally as I could to greet John with one of the longest hugs we had both probably ever given to each other. I had missed him so much.

John and I are brother and sister. He's older by 1 year and 7 months, so we're reasonably close. We always had a close brother/sister relationship and I'm extremely grateful for that. He was there for me in my first day of high school and my first day of Uni where I studied Sport Science. I moved out of home when I started at Uni and it didn't feel different cause John had already moved out, so I rarely got to see him anyway.

After snacks and 3 cups of tea, it was now 8:30pm and John said he would be on his way once he helped Rog got some of the most important things he needed for the tonight and tomorrow morning before he fully unpacks his car tomorrow during the day.

We both bid John farewell after John and Rog had a 'serious' talk, probably John warning Roger about taking care of me and not taking advantage of me, etc. I was so proud of both of them and loved them so dearly.

By this point in the night I was in excruciating pain and was on the verge of crying and/or sobbing and having a breakdown every 10 minutes. Rog was in the bathroom getting ready for bed, but I decided not to change into my Pyjamas until I was safely behind my bedroom door; closed, that is. I didn't need Roger seeing anything that made him question me.

After seeing him walk down the hallway from the bathroom in grey sweatpants and no shirt, I saw his pale skinned, toned drummer God body and I don't think I caught myself in time before I noticed Roger making a remark comment.

"I'm guessing you like what you see eh?"

"Ahhh, no no, I mean, yeah, but, ah, goodnight Rog."

"Night O, have a great sleep"

"Night Roggie"

I went straight to bed. I changed, I felt pain almost everywhere, especially my already known effected. I couldn't bare to look at myself in that mirror or where that monster threw my all over the place, so I got into bed and started feeling the tears stream down my face, I tried to keep my sobs in but I couldn't and I just let it all out, putting my head into the pillow to try and drown out the sounds of those ugly crying noises, when I hear my door crack open and hear that soothing voice I've just wanted to talk to about this all day...

"O, are you okay love?"

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hello my dears !

thank you all for reading this chapter, i hope you enjoyed it! it was a bit of a longer one, but definitely something to look forward to! new chapter will be up in a day or so, so i can keep my ideas flowing.

love you all!

olivia