𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘳𝘬 - roger taylor

loniness and happienss.

august 17, 1974

i'm back home in michigan, but i've never felt so alone. i'm surrounded all the time by my siblings, parents, my dogs. but i still feel so alone. i haven't felt like this since my first year of college.

lilly. she's in london visiting brian and the rest of the boys. her and brian finally started dating last month and had plans worked out that they got to see each other this month. she's been there for around 2 weeks now. i get calls every now and then, now i just recently got a post card of pictures.

roger. he looked so happy in all of them. they ended up going on a double date. roger and i haven't spoke since his birthday. i did try to call once but his girlfriend answered and scolded me for trying to ruin their relationship.

no. i was not invited. lilly did try to make me come but it wasn't worth it. they didn't want me there, maybe lilly did but they didn't. i understand.

josh. josh and i ended it not long after. he hurt me in a way i never wanted to be hurt like again. i may seem dramatic or annoying but i couldn't do it. no matter how hard i tried, no matter how much i wanted to. that's why i'm single roger.

i sit there staring out at my family enjoying the summer fun in the backyard. i almost miss the phone ringing next to me. i pick it up and hold it to my ear.

" oakleyyyy! " lilly yells into the phone with laughs coming from the background.

" hey lil. "

" we just wanted to call and check on you. ask wasssuppp!! " i was upset and she couldn't tell, she always did.

" same as yesterday. "

" oh. my. goodness! go do something lazy ass " i don't want to. " you're so boring now, what the fuck. you use to be so fun. always being dumb or doing something silly. now you're booooooringggggg " causing herself and the background to laugh.

" i have to go. " i speak as i roll my eyes hearing theses words from my best friend.

" no what? cmon. " she pleads trying to keep me on which only made me wanna hang up more. i place the phone down and my head fall straight down.

it's a bright beautiful sunday afternoon. it's around 83 degrees fahrenheit.

until it hit me. physically.

" WATER BALLOON FIGHT! " my brother screams after the water splashs all over me and my bedsheets.

" you asshole! " i yell getting up chasing him down the hall. once we got to the kitchen to head outside, an egg gets smash all over my brother.

" MOM! " tommy yells.

" FOOD FIGHT ! " anthony my youngest brother screams. he was 14 and the youngest in the whole family.

he runs to the fridge trying to find anything he could before i smash an egg on his head.

" little slow there huh? " i tease.

" you- "

" don't say it kid " my dad spoke standing in front of us with sour cream on a spoon.

" you. wouldn't. dare. " anthony dramatically announces.

" oh but i would. " my dad threatens back. before he could make a move ella, my younger sister pours a weird chunky looking bowl of something on my dad causing him to turn and hit her with the sour cream.

anthony and i sprint out of our spot running into the bathroom and locking it.

let's just say. i felt a whole lot better and we had a shit ton of food to clean up later that night.

a/n;
i thought i'd include a bit of oakley's family. i don't know i like it, and it's cute. but for a little recap on everyone in her family.

tommy; oldest and he's 26
oakley; just turned 23
ella; 21
anthony; youngest and 14, i wanted someone a lot younger.. he was kinda a mistake but we love him.

if yall liked this i can do more family things like this. i have an idea for a bit in the future with everyone and rog sooo. but if y'all like it, i can do more:))). anyways i hope you have a great day i'll stop HAH.