Christmas with Queen 2019

Advent Day 17

Bad Christmas - Roger

Roger has been away for a week at his Mother's in Cornwall. He told his family that he would be working over Christmas, but really he was with me. That is why they were having Christmas with Roger early. This is probably the longest we've been away from each other since the tour at the start of this year. Queen were in America and I had trouble with my passport so I was unable to go. It was really weird without Roger then, it's really weird now if I'm honest. The thing with me and Roger, we are both very strong personalities and we rely on each other a lot. Without each other we become lost. I've already had phone calls from him in Cornwall saying that he doesn't know what to do with himself.

He's arriving back home today. Well, he was due back half an hour ago. I'm a bit worried about him as he doesn't get on with a lot of his family. He was crying on one of our phone calls, not that he would admit that. Apparently he has been spending all his time with the children so he could avoid the adults. Roger has younger cousins and a baby niece, they idolise him so he spends as much time with his greatest fans as he can.

I heard the front door open then shut. Roger's distinctive footsteps trudged past the living room and upstairs.

"Rog?" I called after him. He just walked straight past me

I ran up the stairs and found him in our bedroom. He was face down on the pillows with his bag dumped by the door. His back was moving so I could tell he was crying.

"Roger?" I spoke softly

"I'm sorry" he sobbed

"Hey, come on. You've got nothing to be sorry about. What's the matter?" I sat on the bed and pulled him into a cuddle. His head was on my lap and I was gently playing with his hair

"It's just my family. I can't ever do anything right. I'm just so stupid to think they'll change. No matter how much success I have, it will never be enough" he sniffled

"Forget about them, you've got me and you are more than enough in my eyes" I leant down and gave him a kiss

"Thank you" he grumbled slightly

"Do you want to talk about what happened?" I asked as I went back to putting my hands in his soft blonde hair

"Mainly my dad, but then everyone is on his side. This is why I didn't want to go in the first place" Roger turned to face me

"Well next time I'll come with you, if you're going at all" I smiled

He smiled back, "they spoke about you too. I don't want you there"

"What did they say?" I questioned

"Why aren't we married yet? Why haven't we given them grandchildren? Just loads of questions about our relationship. Then, Dad, he questioned my love for you and that really hurt" Roger sighed and closed his eyes for a second

"Oh Roger" I shuffled down and gave him a cuddle

"I didn't talk to any of them after that. I stayed in my room and only came down for 'Christmas dinner'. I didn't talk to them, apart from the kids, they've done nothing wrong. I didn't even say goodbye, I just went" Roger frowned

"How are the kids?" I asked, wanting to change the subject to a happier one

"My baby niece, Ella, isn't a baby anymore. She's up and walking." He smiled, "then my cousins, Charlie and Sam, they are doing great, enjoying school and all that"

"That's good" I grinned

"Come on, I don't want to talk about it anymore" Roger sat up

I sat up too, "what shall we do then?"

"I don't care, you choose" He gave me those big eyes

"Mince pies?" I whispered in his ear

"Mmm I thought I could smell something baking when I walked in" he gave me a delicate kiss before I took his hand and lead him downstairs