The groupie - A Roger Taylor...

By Maria_Carolina1

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Happening between the year of 1971 and 2000, this story follows the first known Roger Taylor's groupie and ho... More

Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Chapter 55
Chapter 56
Chapter 57
Chapter 58
Chapter 59
Chapter 60
Chapter 61
Chapter 62
Chapter 63
Chapter 64
Chapter 65
Chapter 66
Chapter 67
Chapter 68
Chapter 69
Chapter 70
Chapter 71
Chapter 72
Chapter 73
Chapter 74
Chapter 75
Chapter 76
Chapter 77
Chapter 78
Chapter 79
Chapter 80
Chapter 81
Chapter 82
Chapter 83
Chapter 84
Chapter 85
Chapter 86 - Freddie's letter
Chapter 87
Chapter 88
Chapter 89
Chapter 90
Chapter 91
Chapter 92
Chapter 93
Chapter 94
Chapter 95
Chapter 96
Chapter 97
Chapter 98
Chapter 99
Chapter 100
Chapter 101
Chapter 102
Chapter 103
Chapter 104
Chapter 105
Chapter 106
Chapter 107
Chapter 108
Chapter 109 - Finale
Epilogue

Chapter 30

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The party was crazy. There were people everywhere, empty bottles on the floor and a scent of sweat in the air while the music was blasting.

Freddie had rented a house to through Roger his birthday party, it had 3 floors in total as well as a rooftop and a backyard. They sang the happy birthday song on the beginning of the night, while everyone was still sober.

It was maybe 4am when Lee went to the kitchen to grab some vodka.

Alexander? The girl asked confused. Jeez I haven't seen you all night! Where have you been?

She was clearly drunk.

Hum, well... When I arrived, I couldn't spot anyone so just went here but now I've made some friends! Alexander was slightly intoxicated too.

I'm happy for you! You look cute! Lee touched the hem of Alexander's shirt collar touching his skin involuntarily.

He grabbed her hand and stopped her.

You should stop... We are clearly drunk...

You know, I almost didn't see Roger tonight! He is been with the boys and god knows who... And I have been with some girls I just met! They say they are groupies that go to every concert, not only by Queen but Rolling Stones and whatever, so I thought I might blend in with them. And to my surprise, I did!

What do you mean?

I mean that is my boyfriend's birthday party and he ditched me! He went drinking with his friends leaving me behind! Lee was shouting, perhaps hoping Roger would hear her.

Hey, hey, hey... Alexander grabbed Lee looking into her eyes. I'm sure he is just having a little chat and will be right back!

A little chat? She laughed. For two hours? No dear, I'm pretty sure he is fucking some groupie like he always do!

Lee bursted into tears and let herself fall in the kitchen floor.

I've gave up my career so I could help him and his band, I should be doing what I've studied for and what my parents worked their arses for to pay! I work night and day so they can have success and be successful! For what? Him to go and fuck whatever girl he wants!? I have changed all my life for him... I don't even go out with my friends anymore because I have a million things to do...I'm so tired...

Alexander hugged Lee and she squeezed him hard.

You should step out of being manager... and maybe from being Roger's girlfriend! It's consuming you... And looks like he doesn't appreciate you enough! You do everything you can and can't for him, and he just doesn't give the same!

That's what hurts me the most... I can't leave him, I can't live without him, I love him and it's killing me! I know I should at least just be his girlfriend, but I made a promise... I can't step out, not for now!

Lee?

Alexander and Lee looked up and found Roger looking down at them in disbelief.

Do you really feel like that?

I should leave you alone... Alexander got up and left.

Lee... Roger bent his knees so he could be at her level. Is that what you feel?

Roger... I love you but— being your manager has been a pleasure, but I can't do it anymore... I'm tired, I don't sleep well... And I feel you guys don't appreciate my work! And I put my blood, sweat and tears in it...

We do baby...

Roger pushed Lee up and brought her closer to him.

If you don't feel comfortable in this job anymore, it's fine... This is not even your field, we'll find someone...

Thank you... Lee rested her head on Roger's chest.

Now, I want to keep you in my life! I know you get really fragile when I'm not around and you assumed always that I'm cheating on you... But I've told you many times that I would never do that, didn't I? Roger looked down at Lee with both his hands holding her face.

Yes, yes you did... I'm sorry...

Roger and Lee kissed and hugged and stayed like that for a while.

By the kitchen door, Alexander listened to the couples conversation and he couldn't wrap his mind on how Roger had Lee on his hands, he could do anything, and he could talk his way out of it. He had Lee wrapped around his pinky.

Moron. Hethought as he leaved the house.

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uff, stressful...

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