Chapter 8
"Sydney I didn't-" George started.
"NO! Quiet! I'm talking now! When I want your opinion I'll give it to you" Sydney screamed.
"We're sorry..." Ringo said.
"Sorry! Sorry is an adjective I will use to describe you. Sorry about that, that's a future reference, thank you Alison, but you're all still in trouble!" Sydney said loudly.
"Sydney...It wasn't what it looked like" John said.
"John, you're an intellegant man. You mean to tell me, when you come out of a room with a woman saying she is a better lay then Cyn, that nothing happened! I'm not that stupid! Do I look stupid to you?!?!" Sydney yelled.
"Sorry ma'am" they said in unison.
Sydney sunk down into a chair.
"I don't even know what to do..." Sydney said drifting off.
"Well you don't HAVE to tell..." John said.
Sydney looked up at him.
"Johnny, I'm not going to tell them, but I don't know if I will ever be able to look at you the same way again, any of you. I don't even want to be around you guys anymore, but I'm going to stay just so no one suspects anything" Sydney said in a more normal tone.
Sydney stood up and started to walk away, but then the phone rang. John grabbed for the phone but Sydney got it first.
"Ello?" Sydney answered.
"Sydney! Hey it's Cyn" Cyn said happily.
"Oh hi Cyn" Sydney said glaring at John.
"Is John there? Because I know usually after shows, he's writing new songs" Cyn said.
"Oh he writes new songs does he? When you call at this time, who answers the phone?" Sydney asked.
"Usually Eppy or Mal" Cyn said.
"Okay I was just wondering, I suppose you want to talk to your wonderful loving husband" Sydney said.
"Oh is he there?" Cyn asked surprised.
"Actually he's right here. We were all just sitting around talking" Sydney said.
"Oh well then I'd love to talk to him" Cyn said.
"Okay here he is. Tell Julian I love him." Sydney said.
Sydney handed the phone to John and walked out of the room, making sure to slam the door on the way out. Sydney went down to her room and went to sleep crying.
The next morning, all the lads brought Sydney breakfast in bed.
"A little breaky?" Paul asked smiling.
"That's not going to redeem you but yes I would like some breaky" Sydney said trying not to crack a smile.
"Look we have to explain, atleast let us try. Please hear us out" George said.
Sydney was silent.
"Listen we had been doing drugs and drinking lots of alchol and we know that's not an excuse for what we did but that does kind of add to it. We love you, Cyn, Mo and Claire. We really don't have control over ourselves when we do drugs, I mean you know how you get when you're drinking and smoking. We'd never do anything to hurt you guys intentionally." Paul said.
Sydney was silent.
"That dosen't make up for what you have done. But I know you guys truly love us. So I'm willing to try and forget this if you promise to not do it anymore. John, I know even if you do promise, you'll break it so there is no use in you giving me your word" Sydney said shaking her head.
"Why do you say that?" John asked.
"John, I know you. You're one of my best friends" Sydney said.
"Ohh that's right" he said grinning.
Sydney spent the day with the lads and then flew back to England that night. After the last show of the tour at Candlestick park, the lads were walking onto the airplane.
"This isn't working. Touring is just to hard" John said.
"Yeah, I quit touring! I'm not a Beatle anymore" George said with a sigh.
The End