Anyway the wind blows (maylor) (deacury)

21. The man.

Brian's POV

"Good morning my love." I whispered in Rogers ear, "I'm going to get you some tea. I'll be back."

I left the room and walked to the kitchen.

"Deaky!!!" I exclaimed.

I ran over to the crying bass player.

"Are you Alright?! What happened?!"

"I- Frddie's gone again." He managed to get out.

"What?! When did you last see him?!" I was now desperate for answers.

"L- last night. He told me everything was gonna be alright. I- I fell asleep, and when I woke up he was gone." He gasped.

Suddenly I knew.

"He's gone to the prison."

Deaky looked up.

"He's gone to... the prison."

Freddie's POV

That man was not Paul.

I stared at him.

He had ratty hair and a ratty mustache. I can see why they thought he was Paul. Paul was very ratty.

He must have noticed I wasn't going to talk anytime soon so he spoke up. "Get. Me. Out." He even sounded like Paul!!!

"I want to break freee." He said with a hiss.

I was too shocked to speak.

I swallowed and found the words. "Who... are you?"

Before he even spoke I recognized him. He looked at me with that same cold stare he had before.

He stuttered. "That isn't important. Get. Me. Out."

He was the man who yelled slurs at us. The one who roger threw flowerpots at. He was that bitch.

The officer stepped over.

"Is that him?" He asked me.

"........." I stared at his cold, homophobic eyes. "....yes..."

I walked out of the prison and got back into my car.

I suddenly started to cry.

What am I doing???

Roger's POV

"WATCH IT!!!" Brian yelled as I swerved the car to avoid a piece of trash flying through the air.

I was driving at least 30 over the speed limit.

"Come on!!!" Deaky was really impatient.

I finally pulled over and deaky scrambled to get out of the car.

"Freddie!!!" He ran over to Freddie's car and pulled him out of it.

Freddie looked up. "Hi!!!" He jumped onto John and they hugged for a long while.

I looked at Brian.

"I'm so glad he's ok." I said to bri.

He nodded. "Physically..."

"What?!" I asked.

"Nothing, never mind."

"O...Kay...."

We walked over to Freddie.

"Did you see if it was him?" Brian asked.

Fred nodded.

"Was it?" I asked.

He paused. Then very slowly added:

"...yes..."