The Quiet One - a George Harrison FanFic Now Complete

Chapter 18

Kathy looked at her mother in disbelief. "You think it will be that easy. Let George say sorry. Then we'll all live happily ever after?" She fought back the tears "I understand you want me gone so that nobody know I'm pregan t but please, can I stay for a little bit longer?" She pressed her dress against her stomach. She was desparate. "See, you can't tell that I'm pregnant yet. Please mum? Dad?"

Kathy watched as her mother turned to her dad. He looked at her thoughtfully, "You can stay til the beginning of January, as long as there's no sign of the pregnancy showing! Nobody must know what has happened or the fact that you are pregnant!"

"Oh Thank you!" Kathy heaved a huge sigh of relief. It gave her several months to try and organise something for herself. Marrying George would NEVER even be contemplated and as for the home for unmarried mothers? It would be the very last resort, of that she was sure!"

Abbey Road Studios. August 26th  1965.

He heard him, coming up the corridor with that cocky, irritating whistle. He was fuming. Ever since Cyn had told him about the extra drink that he'd plied George with.

"OK Johnny!" Paul walked into the studio,a self satisfied grin on his face. He looked around then looked at his watch. "Where is everyone? Even George Martins not here?" he looked at John's face. "Hey what's up Johnny mate?"

"Why the fuck did you do it?"

Paul looked uneasy. He knew an angry John was not to be messed with. "What's wrong mate?"

"Think back to the night of the 'HELP!' premier please Paul."

"OK?"

"The four of us. Our drinking games just before we left to go home."

Paul smiled at the memory. "Yeah!"

"George stopping after his usual two. The rest of us having three?"

Paul nodded, looking warily at John.

"Only you made sure that our Georgie boy didn't stop at two didn't you? You kept on at him to down a third drink? Remember that do you?"

Paul laughed. "Yeah. That Kathy bird was checking up on him. I was sick of her stopping George enjoying himself!"

"What was in the drink Paul?"

"Whiskey."

"Whiskey?" John stepped towards him, "Just whiskey?"

Paul hesitated before saying yes.

"Paul, you've always been a shit liar," said John, "What was in the fucking drink, apart from the whiskey!?!"

"OK! I put a bit of pot in it too. Loosen him up a bit!!"

"POT! You fucking moron  McCartney! He never touches the  stuff because of what it does to him!" Paul looked at John, completely blank. He had no idea what he was talking about. "You've forgotten what happened the  two times George tried pot haven't you? Well, our quiet George become a monster if he touches the stuff. Completely out of his tree. Violent. Vile. Then he has the biggest stiffy ever seen and it can't be tamed."

Paul started laughing. "Yes, so it would have been fun for him and Kathy when they got home then!"

John shook his head.  Paul looked at him. "Look, when George gets here, I'll apologise to him. OK?"

"He won't be coming in Paul."

"He won't? Why?"

"Our Georgie is currently in police custordy."

"What the fuck! Why?" Paul was astounded!

"Why? Well, some bastard spiked his drink with pot  even though he knew George avoided the stuff because of what it did to him. Well, because of the pot, our Georgie, you know the quiet one we all love? The one who's just got engaged to his girlfriend he adores? Well our Georgie, thanks to you McCartney,  kicked the shit out of Kathy and the raped her!"

"No way!"

"Yes Paul. You, being a total arse, has fucked up both George's and Kathy's life because of your petty jealousy. He's in custordy and she's a real mess."

Paul looked at John. "He attacked her? Seriously? Come on John. You're taking the piss!"

John shook his head in disbelief "Look Paul, I'm not exaggerating when I tell you. He attacked Kathy, sexually assaulted her and then raped her! I don't care what you think of the girl, she didn't deserve that! I hope you're proud of yourself!"

John stood up and picked up his belongings.

"Where are you going?" Paul asked.

"Me. I'm going home then I'm gonna start looking in the jobs section of the paper."

"Why?"

"Because Paul, not only have your actions destroyed George's existence but you've killed the band. He's looking at a long prison stretch for what he's done. Don't bother keeping in touch Paul. None of us want anything to do with you after this!" John shrugged and left the room.