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A/N: Translations are in italics. Sorry if i didn't get the Spanish stuff right. This is all in Angel's point of view, except the part after the line break.
A Final Goodbye
I, as well as everyone else, knew i was down to my last few days. Everyday they all came to see me, thinking it would be the last time.
It was a sunny Thursday morning. Mimi had come to visit me earlier than the others.
"Hey, Mimi-chica," I said softly, motioning for her to come sit on the bed.
"Hola, Angel," Mimi replied, smiling. She kissed my cheek.
"You ok, honey? You look pale," I said, even though I know what's wrong.
Mimi's eyes were focused in a single tile on the floor
"Yeah, I'm fine, Angel," she answered quickly.
"Oh, Mimi, not again."
Mimi continued to look at the ground.
A nurse walked in then to check my vitals. We kept talking though, in Spanish.
"Estoy apesadumbrado, Angel. ¡no puedotomarlo más! Roger me ha hablado apenas desde que él descubrió sobre mí y Benny. Y cuando él lo hace él apenas grita que rompí mi promesa de permanecer limpio." I'm sorry, Angel. I can't take it anymore! Roger has barely spoken to me since he found out about me and Benny. And when he does he just yells at me for breaking my promise to stay clean. Mimi said, raising her voice a little.
I could understand, but was still angry. I knew I had to let the angry out first, before I could reason with her.
"Estoy apesadumbrado¿ése es todo lo que usted puede decir? Usted prometió dar vuelta a su vida alrededor. ¿Marina Marciella Marquez, por qué usted hace esto a se?" Sorry? That's all you can say? You promised to turn your life around. Marina Marciella Marquez, why do you do this to yourself? I said.
"Necesito escapar el dolor el dolor de perder Roger, y ahora perdiéndole el dolor que sabe del mí moriré antes de que pueda hacer cualquier cosa de mi vida, sabiendo que es mi avería que es esa manera." I need to escape the pain. The pain of losing Roger, and now losing you. The pain of knowing I will die before I can make anything of my life, knowing it is my fault it is that way. Mimi replied, raising her voice. The nurse left us alone.
She began to cry. I couldn't help but feel sorry for her. She was so young to go through all this. Why should someone her age have to go through so much pain?
But I was still in angry mode.
"Mimi, you know that no matter how much of that crap you put in your body the pain will never fully go away. You are throwing your life away. That stuff will only kill you faster. And you have do time to make something of yourself!" I said.
"You think I don't know this shit is killing me?" she paused and looked the other way. "I just can't take it anymore!"
"What? This is not the Mimi I know. My Mimi-chica is vivacious and never gives in, what happened?" I asked her.
"I'm not sure Angel, everything's just, everything's just falling apart." She said in a soft voice.
I decided to go into nice mode, I had yelled at her enough.
"Oh, Mimi, I don't know what to say, except, give it time. Roger will come around, just don't push him. And, this is a definite must, get off the smack, that's the main reason Roger is acting the way he is. You promised to get clean, so do it," I said.
"Angel, I don't know what I'm going to do without you. You've always been there for me, chica," Mimi said. "Te amo." I love you.
"I love you too Mimi." I said.
With that, she walked out the door.
Late that night, Mimi's phone rang.
Angel had died.
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