Daughter Of A Queen

Always together

Rosalie P.O.V
Beep beep beep beep beep beep
I slammed my hand down on the alarm clock looking up groggily, it was 4:00 in the morning. Groaning I slid out of bed, slouching my way over to my mirror. I looked rough, but I didn't have anyone to impress so I pulled up my hair in a bun, got into sweats and a tank top and walked out the door almost running into Freddie, "oh sorry Betee, I was just about to go wake you up, do you have everything?" I nodded groggily. "Good girl, come now have some breakfast before we leave," Freddie placed a kiss on my forehead before leading me to the kitchen where I saw Jim sipping coffee while reading yesterday's paper. Rubbing my eyes once again I took a piece of toast that was on the table. Freddie was rushing around making sure everything was ready for us to leave, I couldn't believe we were really going to Rio, the place of beauty, magic, and better yet Billy was coming with us. "Freddie they're fine, come sit," Jim said looking up from his paper, Freddie ignored him as he continued writing everything down for Mary. "Papa, mom has watched the cats many times I think she will know what to do." Freddie didn't even look at me, "it's been a while, she might have forgotten," I rolled my eyes at his sheer dramatics and finished the last of my toast. I closed my eyes dozing off, it felt like I was only closing my eyes for a minute before Freddie put his hand on my shoulder scaring me to death. Freddie laughed as I jumped, "come on Betee it's time to go." I got up sleepily, leaning into Freddie as he put his arm around me, once I walked outside and felt the chilly air instantly waking me up, but once we got in the car I immediately grew drowsy again feeling the warmth, I melted into Freddie's lap and he rubbed my back talking quietly to Jim, eventually we arrived at the airport, and Freddie held onto me tightly as we saw a huddle of reporters at the door of the airport, "Terry," he called softly, "I'm on it sir," Terry said getting out of the car and opening our door. Freddie held onto me tightly as he got out of the car, I buried myself in his chest in hopes that they wouldn't do what they did last time. Terry and Michael made a path for us between the flashing lights of the reporters cameras, I heard many people call mine and Freddie's name, asking for a smile but I just kept my face in Freddie's chest. He held onto me tightly and didn't say anything, keeping a stony face looking straight ahead. We walked inside the airport and towards a man who greeted us formally, he said his name was Jack and that he would be taking us to the private jet, after what seemed like the longest hour of my life we were finally on the plane headed for Rio. I was curled up against billy as he had his head on mine sleeping, i had been sleeping for a while too but I woke up when I saw a flash of a camera and realized that Freddie had taken a picture of us. He smiled sheepishly, "I'm your father I can take as many photos as I would like." Smiling I rolled my eyes sassily and tried my best to avoid the swat Freddie gave me while trying not to wake up Billy. I wasn't very successful though, he took a deep breath in lifting his head off mine, I put my hand up to his face and he kissed it before he rubbed his eyes fully waking up. "Sorry," I said quietly but he waved me off, "it's ok babe," he kissed my forehead and leaned back, "Betee?" Freddie said from across the room, "yes?" I asked and he motioned for me to come to him, giving Billy a kiss I walked to Freddie who was sitting with Brian and Roger playing scrabble. Freddie cupped my head with his hands, and traced the scratch on my face from the reporters with his thumb, "it's looking better," he said more to himself then anyone else. "Brian do you think I should have her get looked at?" Brian looked over Freddie's shoulder and traced my scratch just like Freddie did, "I think it looks fine, but if it doesn't get better or if it starts swelling I would take her to the doctor." I felt it "is it really noticeable?" I asked quietly and Brian gave me a loving look, "it just looks like one of the cats scratched you," I nodded noticing how he didn't answer my question. Freddie patted me back, "give me a kiss baby," he stated taking my hands in his. I gave him a long kiss on his cheek causing him to laugh, "that's my girl" he said quietly, I smiled and kissed his hand.

*that night*

We had landed safely in Rio and were met by little paparazzi, which was a nice change, Billy went to his room with Bob, and I went to mine with Freddie and Jim. That night while I was laying in bed I couldn't stop thinking about Billy and his mom, he was just 10 when she died, and he would never see her again. What would I do if that happened to Freddie, that thought scared me, Freddie was my everything, I loved him more than life. I got out of my bed and went into Freddie's room, I gently pushed on him and he immediately woke up, "Betee?" He called groggily, "are you alright?" I nodded, "can I sleep with you," I said quietly and Freddie immediately moved over for me, "your getting very big to be sleeping in my bed Betee," he said once I was cuddled against his chest, "I'll never be to big," I said softly. Freddie chuckled and yawned, "are you alright?" He asked and I nodded, "I just wanted you," Freddie stroked my hair, "why Betee?" He asked lovingly, I took a deep breath, "I was thinking of Billy, his mom is dead, and I was wondering what would happen if that ever happened to you, I wouldn't be able to live," my voice cut and Freddie instantly held onto me tightly. I closed my eyes tightly trying to stop the hot tears I had from flowing. "Sshh," he comforted, "it's alright, I'm here,  I'm never going to leave you, I promise," I took a shaky breath, "but you could, you could die papa, you can't control that," Freddie tucked my hair behind my ear and sat up bringing me up with him and turning me to face him, "no" he said thoughtfully, wiping away my tears with his hand, "but even if I do die I can promise you I will never leave you, I will always be with you, maybe not physically but I'll be there in ur heart," I nodded as fresh new tears started to fall, "besides Betee, I'm not going to die anytime soon, I'm only 38," I nodded and wiped my tears away, Freddie pulled me close once again, "sshh," he soothed rocking me like a baby, eventually I calmed down, and Freddie layed back down with me, singing to me softly as I fell asleep.

The next morning went by quickly, since Queen was performing later that night Freddie was stuck in interviews until then, heard me stay where he could see me, he always did since we were in a different country and it was strange. " how do you feel about performing in front of 250,000 people?" One of the interviewers asked, "haven't done it yet," Freddie replied without missing a beat, I laughed with Roger, I didn't know how he managed to do that, he always knew exactly what to say. The interviewer laughed, "alright let's get off of this topic and do something fun, what is one thing that you do, that you don't allow your daughter to do," I perked up curiously, "having sex," he said winking at me,  I smiled rolling my eyes, of course, I was well aware of his habits. The interviewer seemed to be suprised by his honesty, "erm, I see, what would you do if you ever caught her doing that? Would you still punish her even though you do the same thing?" I thought it was odd that he was stuck on this subject but I stayed quiet, the first thing Freddie had taught me was to never ever interrupt when he was doing an interview unless it was an emergency. Freddie took a drink from the whine that was on the table, "I would most definitely punish her," he said putting down the cup, "I think as an adult I am responsible for my own actions, however children aren't, and as a father I expect my daughter to obey me, and it makes no difference if I do it to." Freddie had a sharp tone in his voice suggesting that the interviewer change the subject, which he did. The rest of the day went by in a blur, and soon enough the performance was about to start, unfortunately I couldn't watch the concert with Billy because he was out with a fever. Freddie kissed my cheek, "behave for Jim" he told me in my ear and I nodded and kissed him, "good luck" I whispered and Freddie smiled, "I don't need luck darling," he said before patting my back and going out in stage, his persona was on now. "Hey, Hey, Hey!" He called, and the crowd went wild, I smiled cheerily they loved him, I watched as Freddie performed he had such an amazing talent that I only wished I could have, I watched from the sideline with Jim, the show was almost over, I leaned over to him, "can I go get water from backstage?" I asked over the music, Jim nodded and I went backstage, as I searched for water I noticed a lot of famous people hear, it was a rock festival after all, I heard the beginning notes of Bohemian Rhapsody play and the crowd went wild, I smiled to myself as I finally found the water table, there was a girl there, I got my water, "don't you think he's more famous than he should be?" She asked I could hear Freddie in the back ground
Mama... just killed a man
"Who are you?" I asked snappishly
Pulled my trigger now he's dead
"Jessica johnson, my dad is the lead singer of ac/dc and should be way more famous then him."
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
"I'm Rosalie Mercury." I stated coldly, "and that is my father."
Didn't mean to make you cry, if I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Jessica didn't seem impressed, "that's your dad? I could tell,"
Too late, my time has come send shivers down my spine
"What is that supposed to mean?" I asked sparks practically shooting out of my eyes.
I've got to go,
"I just mean that with your dad being the faggot that he is, he would have raised a bitch like you, I mean how good of a dad could a fag ever be,"
Mama ooohhhh
I saw red. "Take it back," I said quietly.
I sometimes wish I've never been born at all!
"Your dad is a fag who will never be anything more then a gay wanna be"
Brian's guitar solo rang through my ears as I pounced on Jessica. She screamed as I tackled her to the ground, "you whore!" I screamed pulling her hair and hitting her wherever I could. Jessica was trying to fight back but she wasn't very good at it, we were both screaming but it couldn't be heard over the loudness of the concert. Someone grabbed me and tried to pull me off but I wouldn't budge until I heard, "Rosalie Jer let go of her right now," I realized Freddie was the one pulling me off, Freddie pried me off of Jessica who was crying on the floor, a man who I assumed was her father held her as she tried to pounce back on me, I fought against Freddie's arms ready to continue swinging. "I'll kill you," I screamed, and she screamed something back I couldn't hear due to Rogers falsettos. I continued fighting against Freddie's arms, "let go off me!" I screamed, Freddie dragged me away and I was still fighting to get back to Jessica and keep teaching her a lesson, "enough" Freddie growled slapping my bottom hard a few times until I stopped fighting. Freddie put me on a chair, his cue was coming up, "stay here," he said sternly, "if you move you will not like me, understand," I nodded shaking with anger. Freddie got up and went back out on stage, Jim stayed by me giving me a stern look, "what the hell was that?" He asked livid, I shook my head digging my fingernails into my arms. I couldn't see Jessica anymore, I assumed her dad had taken her somewhere private, I hope she got in trouble.
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here!
The song was almost over the adrenaline in me had started to go down and I realized how much trouble I was actually in,
Nothing really matters!!!
To me.......
Freddie played the last of the notes on the piano and I heard roger bang the gong. "Thank you Rio we love you!!" Freddie yelled as the crowd went wild and the lights went out, Freddie walked back stage followed by the rest of the band, a stage man handed him a towel which he wrapped around his neck and another man gave him water, Freddie drank the whole glass before he turned to me, "come with me," he stated wiping his face off with the towel, groaning I followed him into his dressing room, he opened the door for me and walked in after me shutting the door behind him, "I don't know what you were thinking," Freddie said as soon as the door was shut, "but I can not believe you pulled a stunt like that, what do you have to say for yourself." Tears started welling up in my eyes, "she called you a fag." I said in barely above a whisper, Freddie's face instantly softened and he looked down sighing, "did you hit her hard?" He asked with the hint of a smile on his face, I laughed and I knew everything was ok again.

Hello my loves, here's a serious note, this is a really hard day, and I wanted to update on this day for you all. I've been crying all day, and I'm sure I'm not the only one, just know if you ever need anyone to talk to I'm always here, also remember it's okto be sad, A lot of people think that we shouldn't be sad because Freddie wouldn't want us to be, but I think it just shows how much we love him. It's ok to not be ok, I miss him a lot and I'm sure you all do too, but always remember that he is looking down at us and always will be, he loves us and that love won't ever die, today is a day that we honor him, and remember him, and with that remembrance comes sadness and that's ok, I love you all so so much, and of course I love you
Freddie Fucking Mercury❤️