POV Ivy

I did not comment with Bri about Rog having finished the song Tenement Funster in my honor. I do not want any problem in the band on my account. But I was worried about Rog, of him doing some bullshit.

Two days later, they finally finished recording the entire album. Bri commented to me that the album of the band will take the name of Sheer Heart Attack.

- Why this name, my love? I asked him as we had dinner.

- Rog was writing a song with that name, he wanted to put it on the album, but, there is no time. The music is also in half. He could not complete the lyrics, but he wrote a song called Tenement Funster. Said Bri.

I pretended not to know that song.

- I like the name Sheer Heart Attack - I said - How much the photos for the cover and against the cover of the album, my love, have the sessions been marked? I asked.

- Yes, they were. He smiled. "The shootings will take place in three days.

Three days later, on Saturday, during the day, there was the photographic session of the boys. I was present. Mick Rock was once again the photographer who authored the cover photo, but the cover was totally different from Queen II.

"Dear Mick, we want to look like we've been shipwrecked on a deserted island. Said Freddie.

At that moment, I had a crisis of laughter. Wrecked on a desert island? I could not stop laughing. Mick, Freddie, Bri, John, and Roger stared at me in amazement. Roger looked at me with an ugly face and folded his arms.

"Mick, will you get this?" The four wrecked on a deserted island? She said with a laugh, and Veronica brought me a glass of water.

I took the water and Mick said:

"You'll see I can, Ivy. You will see.

Mick photographed the boys upstairs while Bri, Freddie, Rog, and John were lying in a circle on the floor, their faces and bare torsos strewn with Vaseline and sprinkled with water. I looked at the four of them. My husband was beautiful, wonderful, but by the time I looked at Roger, hey, hey bitch, he was hot, he was wild, I tried to control my hormones, but I swear I felt a wild urge to have a wild sex With him, I can not explain why I felt this for my ex - friend.

Mick took the pictures and then showed the boys. Roger complained saying,

"Mick, the photos should show more of my hair, man.

"Dear Roger, you want to show off your almost blond tresses. Said Freddie, mocking his friend. - Blond ass.

"I'm not blond ass, Freddie. Roger said irritably.

"You look like children." Laughing John.

- No fights, kids. Brian smiled.

I watched them all. I looked at Roger and he realized he was looking at him. He stared at me with an indecipherable air. I quickly turned my gaze away.

"Boys, circle the floor again. Roger, I'll make sure this time your hair comes out more. Said Mick, smiling. "I hope you like the next pictures, Rog.

Mick took some more photos and extensions were added to them in the final image. And although the black enamel on Freddie's nails was still visible, the boys' looks were less glam than before. Much less Glam Rock. At the end of the photo shoot, Mick showed the boys and they loved it.

"We're showing people that we're more than just a bunch of old fags." We are capable of other things. Laughing Freddie.

After the photo for the album cover, it was the turn of the photos for the fourth cover of the album. Mick photographed the four together in two more photos and then photographed each one by himself. When Rog's turn came, Mick said,

Rog, smile more. You look very serious, looking sad.

Rog says:

"After all, I feel that way, Mick. I'm a little sad, really.

Everyone looked at each other and then looked at me. People knew that Roger was sad because of me, after all, we did not make up.

"Then try to make an effort and smile, Roger. Said Mick. "The picture will look better.

But there was no way. Mick took lots of pictures of Roger and in all of them he looked very serious and looked melancholy.

"He is like that, because of you, my love. Said Bri, hugging me from behind.

"Bri, I do not know what else to do." Rog is still hurt with me, because I did not comment on him, with anyone about my family, but, damn it, he has to put himself in my place. I do not know what to do to have his friendship back. I'm sad too. She said to Bri.

Bri hugged me affectionately and looked at Roger.

After the photo shoot, at the end of October, the band was contacted by the Top of the Pops program to record the clip of the song Killer Queen. The boys, despite hating the program, accepted, unwillingly, after all Killer Queen is making a big hit.

On the day of recording at Top of The Pops that night, after I left work at the restaurant, I went along with the recording of the boys. With me was Clare, sister of Rog. Clare, after she finished college of Gastronomy, started to study Master's just like me, but, we are in different rooms. Clare works as a confectioner in a rotisserie. She likes to make cakes, pies, parties. And always when you can is present in the things of the Queen.

"See Ivy, my brother looks gorgeous with his blue shirt and gray tie. She said with a smile.

I looked at Roger and I really realized how beautiful he looks. He's behind the drums. The director of the clip is with cameras man until he gives the signal to start recording. The song Killer Queen is played in the background and Freddie pretends to sing, at the same time Bri, Rog and John pretend to play the musical instruments.

"Rog is dating Vivian now. My brother does not stop with a woman. Mom's been complaining a lot, "Clare said.

"Your brother is a womanizer, Clare. He always was. He's beautiful and he's part of a band, imagine how many groupies stand behind Rog? - I said.

"My brother is beautiful, he's a womanizer himself, he has groupies behind him, but as a sister I know something is upsetting his heart. Said Clare thoughtfully.

"What's upsetting Rog?" He must be very happy, after all Queen is slowly coming to success. - I said.

"I do not mean Queen, Ivy," Clare said, looking at me. "My brother is needy, Ivy. He can have the women he is, but Roger is only with them, to supply his masculine needs and to have a little affection and attention. Rog and I had never had love and love from our father, on the contrary, we had only disgust. Rog went through a loving disappointment at age sixteen, shortly before his first car accident. Then came Jill, who made all this with him, since then, my brother is stranger, sadder, he is very melancholic. It seems that he stopped believing in love, it seems that he is suffering for an unrequited love, so keep these wimps. Ivy, do you know why Rog is like this? And there is still the factor of you guys being fought. This also makes Rog worse.

"Clare, I do not know what might be grieving Rog. I do not know if he's in love with someone. - I said lying, then, knew that Rog is in love with me. "As for my friendship with your brother the moment he truly forgives me, he who seeks me." I'm sorry, but I will not be bashful. I explained to Rog because I omitted all the facts, Clare.

"Do you know what I really wanted?" That Rog and you were together, that you would date each other, "Clare said, looking at me. - I know you're married to Bri, that you love each other, but I do not know, I look at you and my brother, you are different, but, I feel in my heart that there is something strong between you, a bond, much more What a friendship. I'm sorry I'm telling you this, Ivy, but I felt the need.

"You can talk to me about what you really feel, Clare. I do not care. We are friends. I smiled at Clare and continued to pay attention to the recording of the clip for Top of The Pops.

After the recording was over and the guys were going into the dressing room, I went after Roger. Bri, Freddie and John had already entered the dressing room. So I took the opportunity to address it.

"Rog, please, I need to talk to you." Do you have a minute to listen to me? I promise to be brief.

Rog looked disdainfully at me, but he accompanied me and we sat on a bench, next to the stage.

- What you want? He said, running his hand over his face.

- I care about you, I care about you. I said in a trembling voice.

"I do not understand, Ivy, what do you mean?" - he asked.

"The day you asked me out of your car and said if you screwed up at the time, you said I would not mind you, but of course I do. Shit, Rog, please, is it hard to forgive me? I'm very sad about everything that happened. I have explained more than a thousand times because I had to omit many facts. - I said.

"You did not trust me as a friend, to vent, to speak everything I felt. You did not trust me. I would never approach you, knowing that you are part of a wealthy family. Never, Ivy, "Rog said annoyed.

"I know that, but I was stupid, I was afraid, Rog. After so many disappointments I was afraid. "And my parents are rich, I've been thousands of miles away from them, I'm getting my way with my work, study, and sweat. My parents are not talking to me because I married Bri. My father does not admit that I'm married to a rocker or that I have rock friends, but damn it. I'm already over twenty-one years old, I own myself and do whatever I want out of my life. And you know what I want? Your friendship back. I want you with me, in my life. is it too much to ask?

I looked pleadingly at Rog. He looked at me sadly, but at the same time fondly. He ran his hand through my black hair and stroked my face.

"I forgive you, Ivy. I can not be without you around. He said sadly and hugged him with all the affection and love I feel for him.

"Do not lie to me any more, please, Ivy. Count on me for what you need. I love you so much. You know that, "he said.

I know that Rog loves me both ways. I kissed Rog's rough hands. His hands are rough because of the drums.

"I love you, too, my angel, my drummer boy. I smiled at him and kissed his face, the corner of his lips and he closed his eyes.

Then I hugged him harder and stroked his hair.

"Will you have dinner with me and Bri tonight?" - I said.

- I want. He smiled at me. - I appreciate the invitation. Can I bring a bottle of dry red wine?

- Of course you can. I love wine. I'll make lasagna and gnocchi. Be in my apartment at eight o'clock at night. I smiled again and kissed him on the cheek and got up and went after Bri.

POV Roger

I saw Ivy walking towards Bri's dressing room. I sighed and got up from the seat. I am very happy that Ivy and I have made up, but, my heart hurts, to know that Bri is the owner of Ivy's heart. At that moment Clare appeared in front of me smiling and hugged me.

I hugged my little sister back, my little sister who is already a woman. I smiled at her.

- Did you like the recording of the clip, my sister? I asked her.

- I loved it. But I noticed his discomfort in the recordings a little. - she smiled.

"I'm a biologist and a musician, my sister, but being in front of the cameras still frightens me a bit. - I smiled. "I'll change my clothes and give you a ride home."

Rog waits. Said my sister, pulling my arm.

"What is it, Clare?" I asked, looking at my sister.

"I saw Ivy and you talking." I hope you have made peace, my brother, "Clare said.

I smiled and said,

"Ivy and I made up, my sister, now everything's okay.

"I'm glad they understood each other and they were friends again, Rog," said Clare smiling.

"She invited me to dinner with Bri and her tonight, and I accepted," he said, smiling.

Clare ran her hand over my face and said,

"Despite being happy, on the other hand it's still sad, your gaze tells me, Rog. I know you very well, my brother.

I looked at my sister and did not know what to say.

"Rog, Ivy is married to Bri and I know how much it hurts you, my brother. I know you love Ivy not just as a friend, but as a man and you get a lot of women to see if you forget Ivy. Therefore, this way of womanizing, which has no end. Admit it to me, who loves Ivy. You do not have to hide it from me, Rog. Besides being a sister, I am your friend. Said Clare to my astonishment.

"I really love Ivy, my sister. As a friend and as a man. I grieve for not telling me when I broke up with Jill. When I thought about declaring myself, Ivy and Bri were already dating. - I said - I'm Bri's godfather and I want him to be happy with Ivy at the wedding, but, I have not got over it yet.

"Rog, my brother, Ivy is married to Bri. She is in love with him, but, she does not really love Bri. I see it in Ivy's eyes. She is in love with him, because they are very similar, have similar tastes, are of the same sign, all this captivated Ivy, but, it is not true love. Ivy does not love Bri. There will come a day, that Ivy will be yours, you will date, you will marry and you will have a beautiful family. From time to time my brother. One day at a time, meanwhile, be with her as a good friend. I feel she will need your support very much soon. Rog, I do not know why I'm saying all this. Clare looked at me.

I was amazed by all of Clare's statement.

"I know you're not religious, my brother, but I've been to a Spiritist Center a short time, and I've learned many things. Many. I'm not a Spiritist, nothing of the sort, but, I have intuition. Between Bri and Ivy I do not see the aura between them, that interconnect the two. But between Ivy and you, I see a great luminous aura. When that happens, it's meeting soul mates. Clare smiled. "It will be wonderful to have Ivy as my sister-in-law in the future."

Clare turned away from me, waiting for me sitting on one of the benches. I was looking at my sister, saying all these things. It did not seem like Clare was saying all this. I smiled. Will I really have an opportunity with Ivy in the future?