You're my best friend (John Deacon&x reader)

♡ chapter 3 ♡

We got to their apartment. It was my first time there. The rooms weren't homey at all. It smelt like alcohol and cigarettes. I walked into Brians room and I was shocked. His room wasn't tidy at all. He had empty beer bottles on the ground and dirty clothes on the ground. I saw few spider webs in the corners of the room. The blinds were ripped. Brian was organised, but what happened here? My brother walked in the room.
"Brian, are you okay? Are you eating well? Do you sleep good? This bed seems pretty bad." My 'carrying sister' took over me.
"Everything is okay, it's not that bad as it seems" Brian said and continued "Deakys room is worse"
I looked at John. He just noded.
"I need to see, it now" I said and asked " which one is your room, John?"
He pointed at the most scruffy looking door. I run up to it and opened it. Room was horrible.
It had one window and a mattress on the ground. The window was broken. The cold London air was flowing through it. The paint was coming down from the walls. The mattress had one rock hard pillow and one blanket.
"Why are you treating John like this? He can get cold from the window." I said, cause I was worried.
"We didn't have spare room" Roger tried to explain.
"Oh yes, you do have. Isn't living room a room?" I was getting angry.
John just stood there.
"Freddie, Roger please show me your room's" I asked polietly.
I looked into Freddies room it looked like Brians room, but slightly tidier.
When I opened Rogers room. I was in shock. He had new bedsheets, rug and a dresser.
I was so mad that I couldn't even speak. When I got my voice back a asked John
"Why do you let them treat you like that?"
He shrugged his shoulders.
When I was at home I wasn't really tidy but, here I was upset about the unequal room division.