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Love of My Life *different story*

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This is based off real interviews and quotes, by the Mary Austin, Freddie Mercury or Brian May
Mary's POV

It was after we'd moved to our second flat that I first started to think something was wrong between Freddie and I. Even if I didn't want to fully admit it, I had realised that something was going on. Although I didn't know what it was, I decided to discuss it with Freddie. I sat done on the couch, pulling him down with me.

"Something is going on Freddie. I just feel like a noose around your neck. I think it's time for me to go."

"What are you talking about, Mary?" he insisted nothing was wrong.

I let it slide, but only for a little while longer. After our little chat, our relationship had cooled. I felt that he was avoiding any encounters with me. When I came home from work he wouldn't be there. He would come in late. The writing was on the wall. We just weren't as close as we had been.

That all changed one day when Freddie came home, looking slightly distressed.

"I have something important to say, something that will change our whole relationship for ever." He said, as I looked up at him, wondering what he was talking about. "I think I'm bisexual."

"I think you're gay, Freddie..." And nothing else was said. We just hugged.

He'd been very brave. Being a bit naive, it took me a while to realise the truth. He had acknowledged who he was, and it was time that I did too.

"I realised, I had a choice. My choice was not to tell you, but I think you are entitled to your own life." He whispered into my ear.

"Yes, as much as you are entitled to yours." I whispered back. I was on the brink of crying.

Time passed, and I decided it was time for me to move out. But Freddie insisted that I shouldn't move too far away from him. Eventually we found a place near him, which he wanted me to have. It was perfect for a single person such as myself. I could see Freddie's own flat from my bathroom. Oh, I'm never going to get away! But I didn't really mind. I was happy here. It was small, but I'm quite happy with small places. My family was very poor as I was growing up. There were five of us and my parents had a terrible time "making ends meet", but they managed. Life was always a struggle for them.

One day, Freddie invited me over to his place, because apparently he had something to show me.

"Mary, as you know, you're my Love of My Life. And, well, ugh, just listen to this song, it explains a lot." He walked over to his record player, and put on a song.

Love of my life, you've hurt me
You've broken my heart and now you leave me
Love of my life, can't you see?
Bring it back, bring it back
Don't take it away from me, because you don't know
What it means to me

I just looked into Freddie's eyes, and start to feel guilty. The song plays on.

Love of my life, don't leave me
You've stolen my love, you now desert me
Love of my life, can't you see?
Bring it back, bring it back
Don't take it away from me
Because you don't know
What it means to me

A single tear falls from my eye. I wipe it away and walk over to Freddie. I hug him tightly, as he rests his cheek on my head.

You will remember
When this is blown over
Everything's all by the way
When I grow older
I will be there at your side to remind you
How I still love you

I still love you

And that was my last straw, gone. I slowly start sobbing. Freddie strokes my hair.

"Oh, Freddie. I still love you too. I always have, and always will. I will always be here for you, till the day you die." I feel Freddie pull my chin up, and look into my eyes. He uses his thumb and wipes away my tears. He kisses me one last time.

"Mary, I love you more than you will ever know..."

A/N

Ok guys, sorry I haven't updating in a while, I just have been really busy. Anyway I hope that you like this really short story ❤❤ By the way, I am open for requests, so please send some in.

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-LocalQueenie