Winter Queen (Roger Taylor fanfic)

22. ...was the reunion

"Josie!" She finally heard Brian's voice and turned toward him.

"Bri!" she exclaimed and jumped into his arms. She was so happy to see him, to be near his gentle soul.

"I was worried they trampled you or something, where have you been for so long? You should've go to the backstage before, with us." he said with a bit of reproach in his voice, still holding her in his arms.

"I missed you so much!"

She stepped back, glowed with happiness, he looked very content too in the aftershow ecstasy.

"It was amazing, Bri, I had goose bumps the whole time, you were all so happy and beautiful and the music went through me, like deep inside." Josie praised their concert.

"Thank you. Come on, everybody's down there in the bar, hopefully they're not wasted yet."

Josie followed him through the corridors, they met Freddie, who - fresh after his shower - was heading to the afterparty.

"Finally, there you are! Roger is as cranky as a spoil child today, he won't believe his eyes!" Freddie grinned, they hugged and Josie continued with her compliments about their show, as they went to the bar in the basement.

They entered the busy bar, with loud music and people shouting. She looked around, through the crowd of unknown faces and noticed Roger almost immediately. Her smile froze. He sat in an armchair, one beautiful girl on each knee, kissing both of them in turns, the other always kissed him on his neck and caressed him. Josie moved backwards instinctively, it made her sick and staggered.

"Josie." Briand grabbed her, but once she had her balance back, she continued with her retreat out of the bar, Freddie and Brian went after her.

"Why didn't you tell me!" she shouted at them hysterically. The happiness she felt three minutes ago was so gone, it was like it was never here.

"We didn't know. Josie, I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry." said Brian, he too felt miserably. He blamed himself for obeying Josie and not telling Roger. He didn't want to spoil the surprise, besides since the beginning of this tour, Roger's interest about girl fans was only polite.

"Josie, I'm gonna go tell him you're here and you can talk." Freddie began, but she interrupted him quickly.

"No, Freddie, noway. Promise me, you won' tell him, promise! Please!" She insisted.

"But listen, he..."

"Brian, please, I beg you. I don't want to be some silly cow, that runs over here, counts seconds before see him, while he..." She lost her voice and sobbed. The boys exchanged look. She reached to them and hugged them.

"It was great to see you, I'll call you." she promised.

"Come on, we can still have a party." Freddie objected.

"Sorry, Freddie. I want to go home."

She managed to get outside, before she leaned against a streetlamp and threw up in the bushes. Somebody laughed and commented about girls, who don't know how to drink. On her way home, she stumbled many times. Finally she collapsed in her hallway, in a full blown hysterics. She told herself she should've seen it coming and maybe she did, but never expected to be destroyed by it so much. Roger took her heart and broke it into milions of pieces.