Disclaimer: I own nothing Rent sadly, just to inform this is taking place from the movie, not the actual play. I wrote this at about midnight this morning, hope you all like it. Oh, and Angel's my baby, just in case no one knew that.
(Angel's POV)
I heard a voice, singing; a sad voice. I
realized the voice belonged to Collins. He
was singing our song. The song that we
sang shortly after leaving the subway
station, that day that seems so far away now,
even though I remember that do so vividly
clear.
I opened my eyes, longing to comfort him,
wondering why he was sad. I found myself
inclosed in a small, dark area. My claustrophobia
started to kick in. I needed to get
out of there. I was starting to get terribly
hot in that small area. I raised my arms,
hands pressing against a surprisingly cool,
smooth surface. Wood. I then realized I
was in a coffin. They must've thought me to
be dead!
I tapped my manicured fingernails against
the cool wood, hoping to attract attention. I
held my breath, straining to listen. I heard
footsteps, but they seemed to be
getting farther and farther away. I began
to poind on the wood, the more I had to pound,
the more urgent it became. Panic rose in
my heart.Would they leave? Surely, there
had to be more than one person. Could they
possibly not hear me trying to tell them I
was alive?
"COLLINS!" I shouted. My voice
sounded muffled, sleepy, and urgent.
"COLLINS!" I tried, louder this time.
The coffin was beginning to suffocate
me. I finally heard footsteps coming towards
me. They were slow at first. I was running
out of time! I was so panicked, I began
to cry. And then, the lid of the coffin
was finally lifted, I could breathe fresh air, the
light so harsh after the darkness, I was
momentarily blinded!
"Angel?!" Collins asked, grabbing my hands,
pulling me out of the coffin.
"Collins!" I sobbed, throwing myself onto
him in a hug. There were so many emotions -
love, relief, happiness, shock, and wonder.
Collins hugged and held me in the longest
embrace I'd ever been held in.
"Oh Angel! I thought I lost you!" I could now
tell that Collins had also been crying. We
pulled apart just enough to look into each
other's eyes. I wiped his tears away. He
smiled, I laughed.
"Baby, I'm not worth this much pain." I said.
"The hell you're not!" Collins replied. "Come'r, you!"
He pulled me into another hug then kissed me
passionately. We smiled when we pulled
apart.
"ANGEL!" I heard Mimi scream
my name. I turned around to see her running
towards me.
"Mimi!" I cried in delight, happy to see
her again. She practically pounced on me
in a hug, but I was ready. We hugged tightly.
She kissed my cheek and said, "we missed
you so much! I'm SO happy you're alive - I'm
sure everyone else is too!" I looked up to see
the happy and bewildered faces of all my
friends. . .even the ones from life support!
Then there was Mark, hiding behind
his camera, as usual.
"Hey, Mark! Get your ass over here and
give me a hug!" I called to him. Mark
turned off his camera and did as I said.
Then the whole group came over.
"Group hug!" I yelled. We all hugged.
"I guess this family can survive
after all!" Collins said happily.
"Who said it would die?" I asked.
"Death itself." Collins answered.
"But that doesn't matter mow, does
it?"
"No." I answered with a smile. "No it
doesn't."