Losing My Way (A Brian May fanfiction)

Just What I Needed

I put a picture of Cher at the top, because I always picture Diana as a young Cher! 😍

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The next day was strange to say the least.

A decent night of sleep had cured my exhaustion, and the hours spent unconscious seemed to put an end to my racing thoughts.

Miraculously, I was no longer strung up in the memory of what Brian and I had done. However, I had an inkling that as soon as I saw his face in church today, everything would come flooding back.

After I had dressed myself for church in an innocent floral dress, I headed downstairs to find my mother and father sat in their usual spot at the breakfast nook.

My mother had cooked up a big Sunday breakfast of eggs, bacon, and pancakes. She smiled a knowing smile and greeted me when I sat down to eat with them. As I looked to my father though, who had his face hidden behind a newspaper, I found him to be acting quite unusual. He peered over his newspaper at me once, before he stiffened and hid himself back behind the financial section.

We ate, and my mother told me about the new neighbors who had just moved in down the street- a well-to-do couple with a rambunctious three year old. I smiled politely, and genuinely listened to what she had to say for once without letting my mind wander off to any secret places.

We left, and my mother talked more with me in the car. She filled me in with all of the latest gossip. I swear my mother could run a tabloid for our neighborhood. She always knew who was doing what, and even had some conspiracy theories about them to boot.

As we drove, not once did my father speak. There was no quipping, no tongue-in-cheek remarks, no banter- nothing of the usual sort. Nothing but silence. I glanced up at the rear view mirror, concerned, and found him staring at me. As soon as he saw me looking, he focused back on the road. Strange.

I wondered if perhaps my mother had told him of our conversation, and of what she has allowed me to do. I nervously bit at my inner cheek, praying his discomfort would wear off in time. He seemed to like Brian- or he wouldn't have invited him to the house and spent so much time talking to him.

We pulled into the church lot, and my eyes lit up as I spotted Diana waiting in front of the entrance. She watched our car pull in, and looked both ways before  sprinting over to us.

"The evasive Nancy Webster." She smirked, pulling me into our usual hug. My mother and father exited the car and I gave them a nod to head in without me.

"I've called you about a million times," she went on, a bit of annoyance in her tone. She gave me a curious look when I couldn't keep from grinning like the Cheshire Cat. "What is it?"

"Sorry Di," I covered my smile with a hand. "I had a very busy night." I couldn't wait to tell her everything, and a little part of me had the urge to squeal and jump up and down as I did so.

She arched an eyebrow. "Go on."

With complete, gushing excitement lacing every word, I told her everything- the conversation at dinner, my act of rebellion in the kitchen, the teasing, the spanking, and of course- that I was now actually allowed to be with Brian. Out in the open!

She looked taken aback, and laughed a bit. "Wowww, Pants." She stared down at her feet, taking it all in. "Things are looking up for you, huh?"

"They are!" I gushed, smiling wide. "Oh I'm just so, so happy, Di. I never thought I'd be able to have a boyfriend. At least not until I was moved out."