Daughter Of A Queen

The man in the hallway

Hey y'all this is going to be a bit of a rough chapter, there is going to be drugs involved and sexual harassment, if you don't like these things just skip this chapter and you can message me and I will catch you up on the basics of what happened. Love you dears!!

Rosalie P.O.V
Jim stayed for a while, and I started to like him more and more, I could tell that Freddie liked him and I think Paul could tell too because he stopped coming around. Freddie started partying more and I was forced to stay upstairs while I heard things breaking and people screaming. I hated it here it was one night when I lost it. Freddie had told me to stay upstairs while his party was going on and so upstairs I went. The party started out like every party he has, it was wild and music was blasting, I had headphones in and was listening to my tape of Aretha Franklin trying to drown out the sound of the music when I realized I really had to pee. I slipped out of my room quietly and slid into the bathroom, I did my business and when I stepped into the hallway there was a man standing in front of my door, I didn't recognize him, but he gave me a weird feeling, I tried to move past him but he grabbed on my arm, I could smell a mix of alcohol and marijuana on him. I tried to shake him lose but he held me tighter, "hey pretty, what's a cute little thing like you doing hiding in here?" I froze, I opened my mouth but no words came out. I attempted to shake him lose again but he only smiled and slammed me against the wall. I started screaming for Freddie, but he wasn't coming, why wasn't Freddie coming to save me? The man put his hand over my mouth and I bit him, yelling in pain the man took his hand away only to bring it back and backhand me across the face, my head hit the wall and I fell back on the ground. Ow that hurt. The man started to get on top of me despite my cries when suddenly a hand grabbed onto his shoulder, the person lifted the man off of me and slammed him on the wall, I saw a mustache and thought with a split second of joy that it was Freddie but then I realized it was Jim. "I don't know who you think you are," the Irish man growled, " but if ya touch this girl again I'll thump ya, understand?" The man nodded drunkenly and Jim pushed him down the hallway, " get out of here you wanker," the man stumbled down the stairs and Jim turned to look at me. I sat up and wiped my nose sniffling, I then realized that I had cut open my lip when I tried to bite him. Jim held out his hand and I took it, I stood up, but almost fell, Jim caught me, "are you alright dear," he asked and I nodded. "Im fine," I said wiping my tears, to be honest I was far from alright, I was livid, where the hell was Freddie, the one time I needed him he didn't show up, he cared too much about his damn party than his own daughter, my head hurt and my anger wasn't helping, i couldn't believe he didn't save me. I was shaking but it wasn't from fear it was from fury, "help me downstairs please," I said and Jim gave me a disapproving look, "you need rest dear," he said trying to lead me to my room but I shook my head, "I need to talk to my father." I said and slowly walked downstairs, my head was pounding and my face was aching, I felt like I was going to throw up. We reached downstairs and Brian saw me, "Rosalie?? What are you doing down here? What happened to your face," Jim let me go to explain what had happened when I saw Freddie looking like he was having a splendid time completely unaware of what had just happened. Jim wasn't paying attention so I stormed up to Freddie I grabbed his shoulder and he turned to face me.

Brian P.O.V
I couldn't believe what Jim was telling me, "is she okay? Who did this to her," Jim looked thoughtless, "I don't know, I didn't recognize him." I sighed, "Freddie should have never kept her here during one of his parties I don't know why he would think that's a good idea," Jim suddenly looked around, "where's Rosalie?" Panicked I looked around to but I couldn't find her. Until "What the hell is wrong with you!! Where were you papa!? I kept calling for you but you never came! Why didn't you come!?" Rosalie and Freddie were having a screaming match in the living room, Rosalie had tears running down her cheeks and I could tell Freddie wasn't going to admit he had done anything wrong, typical. "I have people I need to entertain Rosalie! I cant take care of your every need!" He said, it was clear he had no idea what had just happened. "Your my father! That's your job! You're supposed to take care of me!" She said and the crowd around them watched, all of them drunk or high, "you're so dramatic Rosalie, stop embarrassing me in front of our guests." Rosalie scoffed, "oh I'm the dramatic one? What about you? You act all happy for the press but once you can me home you go straight to the cocaine and get high instead of dealing with your problems like a normal person!" She had crossed the line, Freddie lifted his hand and slapped her across the face so hard she stumbled backwards. It was dead silent in the room, even the guests were stricken quiet, Rosalie looked at Freddie in disbelief, I stepped forward, "Rosie, come on let's go love," Rosalie instantly complied, and Freddie looked confused, "Bri what are you doing" I put my hands in front of me in a calming way, "Fred your high and drunk, I will call you in the morning when you have sobered up," despite Freddie's pleading and begging I put my arm around Rosalie and led her outside to my car, it was pouring rain and Fred followed us all the way outside, "Please Brian don't take her, Betee I'm sorry." I got Rosalie in the car and turned to Fred, "I will call you tomorrow," I said and got in the car next to Rosalie. I shut the door and the driver drove away with Freddie standing in the driveway watching us go. Rosalie sat with her arms crossed and was breathing heavily. "Are you ok?" I asked her an she nodded, "I'm fine," I could tell she was lying, I lifted up her chin and she broke down in sobs, I held her against my chest as her shoulders wracked in cries, I stroked her hair and whispered words of comfort, the usual things, like 'it's going to be ok,' and 'I'm here,' at least one of those were true. I had no idea if everything would be ok, Freddie screwed up big time and even drunk he knew he did too. Brian had never seen Freddie hit Rosalie like that and by the way Rosalie was acting he was sure that she had never been hit like that. Rosalie was still shaking in sobs, "Why did this happen to me?" She asked. I kissed her head, "I don't know dear, I don't know,"

Regular P.O.V
That night the man that had gotten on Rosalie was standing in the corner drinking at Freddie's party that was still very heated, even though the host wasn't there anymore. The man was suddenly joined by Paul Prenter, "very well done, you did even better than I thought you would have done," the man looked up, "just give me the fucking money," Paul chuckled, "alright alright," Paul pulled out ten hundred dollar bills and gave them to the man, "pleasure doing business with you," Paul said as the man counted the money, "Next time I would like to know if the girl is fucking 12," the man said then walked out. Paul looked after him, "She's actually 13!" He yelled and went to the kitchen to get himself a drink.

Ok, wow that was intense how are y'all feeling?? Sorry for the dark chapter but in order for Freddie to get his head out of his ass with Paul something had to happen with Rosalie. I love you all so much and again I'm terribly sorry for this but it needed to happen, I love you all so much!!!! Let me know what you think!! Love you Freddie!!❤️