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Warnings: Mentions of sex, blood and a fight 

Melissa's POV

"Rog I'll be fine go"

"Mel if you need anything. I mean anything. Even if its to bring you a glass of water call me and I'll be on my way home"

I roll my eyes at him a push him out the door

"I Will don't worry"

"Promise?"

"Roger Meddows Taylor! I swear if you do not get in the car and go to the studio I will bloody drive you there"

"Do you promise?" 

"I promise. I love you" 

"Love you too Love. Stay safe" 

"I will" 

He gets into his car and drives away. I close the door and sigh. Finally peace and quiet. I get on the couch and lay down across it, resting my head on the pillow and then turning the TV on. 

My eyes I start to get heavy and started to close and soon the closed and I fell into a peaceful slumber.

***

I was woken to the sound of the doorbell and loud knocking. It was obviously not Roger because he has the house keys. No one ever shows up during the day. 

"I'm Coming" I Yell sitting up and stretching

"Give me a moment... Jesus" I whispered the last part to myself as I took my robe and tied a knot before opening the door 

"Melissa!" 

"Charles?" 

I was confused I looked behind him and There stood Catherine, Phillp, Nancy and James. Why the hell are they here 

"Can we come in?" 

"Firstly how do you know where I live and Secondly why are you here?" 

"We need to have a talk" Charles looked me in the eye 

"Come in"  I let them in and gave them all glares 

"Nice house you have here," Said Catherine taking a seat on a chair 

"What are you doing here?" 

"Like I said before we need to have a talk" Charles said

"About what?"

"You"

"Me? What in heavens name are you talking about"

"You need to come home"

"Why? There is no reason to go back and this is my home now, I am a British citizen now"

"You can always change"

"Why would I? I am happy now" 

"You still with your drummer boy?" Asked Phillip 

"Yes, I am. Happy and In love for the last 2 years"

"Will you excuse me for a moment?" 

I walk up to the bedroom and quickly pick up dialling the studio's number

"Hi, this Is Melissa can I please speak to Roger Taylor?"

"Hold on a minute" 

There was a silence for a bit before I heard someone pick up the phone 

"Mel?" 

"Rog"

"What's wrong? are you ok? do you need me to come home? are you hurt?"

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