"I loved you, Eva Farlow, I loved you. And I guess you never loved me..."
"Dear Emma, I'm sorry to sneak out like this, but I have no other choice. I needed some time alone, so I decided to leave. Roger has nothing to do with it if you and Jim blame him for my beating. Don't look for me, then I'll show up when you need me. Sorry about everything. Whole. Eva Farlow."
I left the note on the kitchen table and looked around the apartment. I was very sorry to leave my friend, and this part of London in General, but there is no way out.
Slamming the doors, I descended the steps and headed toward public transportation.
She checked into a hotel in the Marlebone district and went to one of the nearby banks. I graduated from the University of Greenwich with a degree in Finance quite successfully, so finding a job in this field was easy for me.
After talking to the woman who is engaged in selection of personnel, I animatedly left the building. The interview with the supervisor was scheduled for ten o'clock tomorrow morning. It is necessary today to have something to remember what I was taught in University, so my candidature was interested.
After buying a new SIM card for the phone, I decided to call my mother and have a little chat with her. I just need someone to say what I have in my heart. Of course, I didn't mention what happened that night, because my mother would be worried.
Roger arrived from the Studio in a bad mood. He slammed the car door and walked quickly to the mansion to see eve. Rosalie's car was parked outside the house. So she's resting after a hard day's work.
He walked around the house and turned to Olivia. :
Where's Eva? I asked you to tell her to wait for me, " Roger said, trying to remain calm.
"Mr. Taylor, I put it exactly right, but the girl said she wasn't going to wait and left. I'm sorry I couldn't keep you, " the woman replied guiltily.
— Nothing. Eva's on form, and You can go home. Thank you, " he said, rolling his eyes as he handed the maid the cleaning fee and headed for the stairs, muttering to himself that miss Farlow was an obnoxious girl.
The drummer changed into a blue Polo shirt and denim shorts and went back downstairs to get something to eat. In anybody was many questions-as now applies his musical career, as to talk to the with Eva and revenge Tim. Yeah, Roger always paid his bills if anyone crossed him. Money and a well-known name solved all the problems that the drummer used to have a lot. Yes, as apparently, and now not diminished.
The doorbell rang.
"Who else is there?"- irritably thought guy and next to the front entrance.
When Roger opened the door, he was startled to see Jim standing in front of him.
— NIT! the brunette pounced on the owner of the house with his fists, but Roger immediately rebuffed.
- Confused? Why the hell do you come into my house and run into me out of the blue? the blond man shouted at Jim, who was already on the floor.
"You're the last thing, Taylor!" Only a weakling can lay a hand on a woman, remember! Jim hissed through his teeth, writhing in pain.
Are you sick? I never laid a finger on her! the blond man shouted and kicked his opponent in the stomach again, causing him to cough and wheeze.
— Why is she all bruised after she came from you?" She says she fell, but I know she didn't, " Jim said, gathering his strength.
Roger squatted down beside the boy and answered calmly:
— I give you my word I didn't touch eve." Yes, there was one situation, about which I shall not pass to speak, but I you I assure, that a scoundrel will punished, — in rage whispered drummer.
Jim laughed and answered:
— I don't believe a word you say, you bastard!" What does Eva see in you, anyway? Pretty face?
Rog exhaled, and rising, again began to strike. Fists were cut in blood about this bastard.
— If I see you near eve again, or near yourself and your house, you'll be dead sooner than you should be!" the blond man shouted again and threw Jim out the door.
As soon as the guy turned around, he saw Rosalie standing on the second floor:
"What was that, Rog?" my sister shouted as she descended.
- Wow! In two days already two beat! "Oh!" the boy said, grinning as he washed his hands in the cold tap water.
"What do you mean, two?" What is happening? What happened to Eva? Rosalie plied her brother with questions.
Blond remained silent.
"Rog, where are you going?" From a normal person you turn into a moral freak who beats people up when he's bored, " Rosalie whispered, wiping a tear from her cheek.
Roger lowered his head and sat down opposite his sister:
"Eve was almost raped by Tim yesterday. The guys in the band wanted to meet her, so I got them all here. Eventually, Tim and I got into a fight over the new album, and I threw a bottle at him. Eve saw it all. Do you know what I saw in her eyes at that moment? Fear. She was afraid of me, I knew it at once. Well, then she went upstairs instead of following her, you idiot. After some time I got up and saw that the scum has my favorite girl lying on the bed, almost unconscious, in his underwear.
Thank you for attention!
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