LIAR | QUEEN AU

Chapter 16 - Watching Some Good Friends Screaming "Let Me Out"

Roger's POV

I groaned as I opened my eyes. My neck hurt like f*cking hell. Whatever bed I was sleeping on gave my body a good strain.

I tried to move my arms, but I couldn't manage to. And that's when I realized I wasn't on a bed. I attempted to look behind me.

My limbs were bound to a chair. Tied up. I took in my environment. It was dark. The only light was the one shining above my head.

"Sh*t," I muttered. I'd been kidnapped. I struggled to recollect how in the hell this happened.

Okay, so we found a tracker on John from the other side. Miami put the base on lock down. But how did I get captured if we were on lock down..

Did someone raid SoR? I.. I don't remember that. F*ck.. what happened. It's all a blur, really. Wait!

I know I ended up outside. Somehow I did. Whether it was to take a smoke, get some fresh air, I don't know. But I ended up outside when we were under lock down. Stupid!

My eyebrows furrowed as I searched through my memories. Whatever the heck they did to capture me sure as hell messed with my mind. I bit my lip.

It was Brian. It had something to do with Brian. But what? Oh God, please tell me this is all a bad dream. Please tell me I went to bed early and this is some sort of lucid sh*t.

"Look who's finally awake!" a voice echoed in the empty room.

"Who the f*ck are you?" I grunted, trying to whip the hair away from my face.

He stepped closer to the light. I scowled as I took in this disgusting sight. Paul Prenter.

"Hello, Roger Taylor. Do you see me now?" he maniacally chuckled. If I wasn't stuck to this bloody chair, I'd f*cking beat his sorry little ass up! Where's the window? I'll throw him out that!

"F*cking let me go!" I growled.

"Oh, how cliche Roger. I expected better from you!" he leaned in closer to my face, "What makes you think I will?"

"Worth a shot," I spat in his putrid face. He stumbled back. It brought a laugh out of me seeing that disgusting man take a phlegm to the eye.

"Gah! You're a mistake!"

I rolled my eyes, "You're one to talk."

He glared, but it soon turned into a sly smile, "But you know what? You're still the loser in the end. I don't believe I'm the one tied up to a chair."

I squirmed in my seat, "F*ck off!"

Paul started to pace around, "Roger, oh Roger... you do know how gullible you are. You fell right into my trap. And you came right to me. It was so damn easy!"

And I remembered everything. The video.. and Brian. So it wasn't a bad dream. He.. he did do it.

"You sent the video.."

"Mhm, I assume you know how. That John guy, he's fun. So weak and so susceptible to manipulation. He was a great pawn."

"You're a f*cking disgrace. He's just a kid!"

"A kid who knows far too much about this world.." he fiddled with his sleeve, "Don't tell me he doesn't deserve harm. He asked for it once he became a spy."

"A spy to fight against you and your minions. He wants to protect the world from you. You're a threat. You harm innocent people."

"Oh, and Brian didn't?"

That felt like a punch to the gut. I snarled, "Don't say his name. D-don't talk about him."

"Roger, don't hide or deny the truth. He killed your family."