Ready Freddie 🖤 (Unfinished)

Morning after

I awoke to Theresa still sound asleep, the poor dear. I fucked her into a coma...I mean after all she asked for it. Pleased with myself I lit a cigarette and smiled having flashbacks to our steamy hot sex. I was a happy man indeed. Interrupted by a banging on the door I crept out of bed to open it. There stood Gwen, "Hey Freddie sorry to um interrupt but Theresa and I picked up a shift at the hospital...is she ready?". I opened the door a bit more to show Gwen the comatose Theresa. "She had a long night" I said with a smirk. "Yes we heard...." said Phoebe as he walked by heading to the guest bathroom. "Nothing you have not heard before dear" I snapped back cleverly. "Okay well...tell her come to the hospital when she is ready...i'll cover for her until then." I smiled at Gwen and put my hand on her shoulder, "you are a terrific friend darling, I must find you a good partner to shag you all night". Gwen blushed, "well um...Roger wasn't too bad". I laughed "Be that as it may, he really is not a good match for a beautiful girl such as yourself." Suddenly I heard a voice behind me "Freddie...are you flirting with my best friend right in front me?" said Theresa sitting up rubbing her eyes. "But of course not darling, I was actually thanking her for being such a terrific friend to you." Theresa got out of bed holding the sheet around her waist. "Aww so sweet you are" she came over and kissed me. "Gwen i'll be at the hospital as soon as possible I just got to shower and stuff". "Okay see you there" said Gwen as she walked down the hall to leave. I slowly shut the door wanting to scare Theresa before she came out of the bathroom. I waited with my back against the wall holding myself up as close to it as possible. When she opened the door I jumped out "BOO!" I yelled as she stumbled back and suddenly the worst strike of luck happened. Theresa slipped on some water and hit her head on the sink, causing her to loose consciousness and pass out. I ran to catch her but I missed, when I went to lift her off the floor Theresa was bleeding from her head profusely. I could not believe my eyes, how...how did such a perfect morning turn into this. "Phoebe...help hurry call 911" I screamed from the bathroom. He came running in, "what happened?!" he looked down at Theresa in my arms, the blood trailing down the floor to his feet. His eyes widened, "Oh...oh my God" he ran back to phone an ambulance. "Hold on my love, hold on...I am here, I will never let you go Theresa..." I rocked her back and forth kissing her forehead, I was drenched in her blood. My vision became blurry as my eyes filled up with tears. This is all my fault I thought to myself. Phoebe returned "They are on their way" he said frantically. "Here put this on the source of the bleeding" he said handing me a towel. My poor dear Theresa, she looked helpless...I was so heartbroken looking at her pale face.

The ambulance arrived, 2 paramedics came running in. When they spotted Theresa on the floor and realized who's arms she was in they stopped like deers caught in headlights. "Whoa...you...you are Freddie Mercury...the singer of Queen right?" I looked up furiously "Are you fucking kidding me right now? do you 2 fuckers not see the woman bleeding from her head in my arms...HELP HER what the fuck are you standing there for?" The 2 young men snapped out of it and began treating Theresa. They slowly took her from my arms and wrapped a bandage around her head to stop the bleeding. "She lost a lot of blood..." whispered one of the paramedics to the other. "Let's get her on the stretcher" they lifted her limp body onto the stretcher, I felt like passing out myself at the sight. "If you tell anyone who you saw here today...you will face the mother of all lawsuits not mention neglecting a patient" said Phoebe sternly, "Um...right...we are sorry we are going to take good care of the lady" they answered back. "Her name is Theresa" I called out from the bathroom looking at my reflection in Theresa's pool of blood. They took Theresa to the hospital, the sirens were raging in my ears. I covered them and began sobbing, "She'll be okay Fred" said Phoebe rubbing my back. "I...I was just trying to make her laugh" I coughed out underneath my sobs. I was hurt now more then ever, and the worst part of it was that I could not even be by her side because of my identity. This was one of the worst days of my life...I assure you.