Love Of My Life {•Roger Taylor•} BOOK ONE

chapter one hundred fifty three;

Michael tightened his grip around my wrist.

That's when I remembered something. The two men who raped me looked a lot like the height of Michael and the other person.

"When shall the party start the Michael?" The shorter one asked.

Irish accent. Shorter. Paul.

"Y-You two were the ones who raped me!" I shouted. Michael put his hand around my mouth so I couldn't talk, and also tightened the grip on my wrist.

Tears started streaming down my face. I felt my cheeks burn up.

"Why are you doing this!" I tried shouting. Michael took his hand off so I could say it again.

"Why are you doing this!" I shouted.

"Because Roger took you away from me. He took the job Paul hired me to do away from me. For fucks sake, he has you carrying his children and I don't have you carrying mine!" He shouted back.

"You two know what I'm trying to do to Freddie, so I think this will teach Roger a lesson on how to mind your damn business as well." Paul sneered.

"Well now that I know you two raped me, I could go to the police," I said.

"Not if we do this," Michael said loudly as Paul handed him a knife.

Michael stabbed me right in the chest. This was the worse pain I've ever felt.

The room was spinning, I didn't know what I could do. I can't move, I can't talk. I tried to scream as loud as I could in hopes someone could hear me. I loved my head slightly to see blood all over my chest.

The worse part is, I hope the twins survive.

Roger's POV

Right when the music stopped to do a reshoot, I heard a loud thud from inside.

"Guys I need to go check on Maddie," I said. I ran straight into the house. I ran through the living room, that's when I saw it.

My beautiful wife who was holding my children, with blood all over her chest. A bloody knife laying right next to her, then two men running out the front door.

"Guy! Get your arses in here!" I shouted for the others. I ran straight to her side as they all came running in.

"What the hell!" Brian shouted.

"Call the police!" I shouted at someone.

John ran straight for the phone and dialed them, I was trying to apply pressure on her chest to where none of the blood could escape.

"Cmon petal, be strong. Stay with me please," I sobbed. She had her eyes opened just a bit.

"They'll be here as fast as they can, just keep applying pressure!" John shouted. I looked over and saw Freddie on the couch, bawling his eyes out. I was crying too, but I needed to save my wife and kids.

Five minutes later.

I heard sirens from outside. They busted through the door and ran straight to Maddie's side.

"Get the stretcher!" One of them yelled. They came in with a stretcher, they asked me to help them get her on.

Tears streaming down my eyes as I saw her get taken away on the stretcher, fuck I should've kept an eye on her.

"Could I go on the ambulance with her?" I asked a paramedic.

"Are you immediate family?" The man asked.

"Yes, I'm her husband and father of the babies." I sniffed.

He motioned me to come on with them.

"Meet us at the hospital please," I said to the other boys.

They nodded with tears filling their eyes and waved goodbye.