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

chapter one hundred seventy five;

The same day.

Roger and I had gotten a two seated buggy to stroll the twins in. Today we decided would be a good day to take the twins and Lizzie to the park.

Once we got there we put the twins in the buggy, and Lizzie walked next to us.

"Bug!" Lizzie shouted as she pointed to a butterfly.

"That's a butterfly Lizzie," I smiled as she tried chasing it a bit. Roger chuckled as Holly started crying.

"Holly Mae, you were already fed and changed this morning. Weren't you?" I cooed. She giggled a bit as I talked in a baby voice.

"You're such a good mum," Roger said. I sat up and smiled. Roger took us to a nearby bench where Lizzie played on a playground.

I had seen fans out of the corner of my eye, but they weren't bothering us so I didn't really mind.

10:00 pm

Roger and I put the twins to sleep, they never seemed to cry during the night so Roger and I had a good sleeping schedule.

"Goodnight petal, I love you." He said as he laid down next to me, wrapping an arm around my waist as he snuggled close to me.

"I love you too," I smiled as I gave him a sweet kiss goodnight.

3:00 am

When I woke up, I wasn't in the bed. I woke up on the couch.

I went upstairs and saw Roger. He was making out with a girl against the wall. I guess he moved me when I was asleep.

"Get out!" I screamed at the girl. She blushed and quickly got out.

Roger grabbed my wrist. He threw me against the wall. I winced in pain as he dug his finger nails into my wrist.

"She was more perfect than you," he said in a deep voice. It was the deepest I had ever heard his voice go.

"What are you talking about! You have children with me for gods sake! Why the hell do I keep telling myself you're an amazing person when you're just a liar!" I shouted.

"You actually thought I loved you. That's really funny, you're just one of those girls I thought would be the love of my life. I've slept with many girls that are better than you in bed," he snarled.

"Yet you decided to have kids with me," I said.

"You act like I had a choice. They're my kids! I'm taking them with me! Whether you like it or not, they're mine and always will be. You don't deserve a damn thing," he said.

"What did I do to you?" I shouted.

"Don't play innocent! I know you hooked up with last week!" He shouted.

"What are you talking ab-" I said before I was thrown on the wall. He kicked me as hard as he could. I felt hot tears stroll down my cheeks.

He punched me right in the chest, my one sensitive area.

"Get out! Take the kids with you I don't care! I could find someone that will actually believe me!" I shouted.

"And for you information, I didn't hook up with anybody!" I shouted. That's when he did it.

He took off his wedding ring and punched me square in the face.

That's when I woke up.