Hi! I've been obsessed with RENT for a couple of days, and I couldn't help but write a RENTfic. So, this is what I think happened when Mo and Jo found Mimi, and what Mimi was thinking before she was found.

Disclaimer: I don't own RENT, even though I wish I did.

Author's note: This takes place a couple of minutes before Mimi was found by MoJo.

Mimi stared at the ground, shivering like crazy. God, it was so cold! Why was it so cold? Well maybe it's because you're in the middle of a park Mimi! God, get up Mimi! Get warm! The only part of herself that made sensetold Mimi. That part was screaming at her to get up, go back to her apartment, GET WARM!!! But the other part of Mimi was winning.

The part wanted Mimi to stay at the park and die. The part that was...empty...numb...Mimi could barely feel anything at all. Not the agonizing cold, not the cursed drugs going through her system...she couldn't even feel the pain of Roger leaving her.

Almost.

The part of her that was awake reminded her of him every second of the day.

Roger left you...

Roger left you because he doesn't care anymore...

Roger left you because you're a skinny little whore!

The awake part wasn't always friendly. The only nice things it said was, Roger left you, thinking you're weak. Show him you're strong. Get back home so you can show him you're not weak. But Mimi didn't care. She didn't care about anything anymore. Roger left, so there was no point. Angel was gone, and Mimi wanted to join her wherever she was.

Mimi started to breathe raggedly, and didn't even bother to try to calm down. Who cared? No one, not even herself. Her ragged breathing let to coughing, and a homeless man a couple meters from her looked over.

But he didn't come over, oh no he did not. Why bother with the little junkie of a girl? Mimi never planned on going back to drugs; in fact even though Roger was leaving she wanted to stay clean. But she didn't count on the pain that followed Roger's departure. It started in her heart, and made its way through her body. It affected both her mind and body. At the rehab, she found herself sicker than ever, and the Doctors thought the pain was just the affects of withdrawal.

How wrong they were.

She tried to talk to someone; the Doctors, her friends, even Angel, who Mimi was sure was watching over her. But no one seemed to care. So she decided to leave. Hopefully die, so she can just blame the death on the cold or lack of food. She didn't want to be another April...she'd be weak then.

She didn't want to be weak.

It scared her more than anything else. God, Goddess, whoever, she just wanted to die. At first Mimi was scared of her own thoughts of dying, so Mimi turned to drugs. But soon after they lost their affect, and now when she injected the drug into her veins, it didn't really work. She'd weep the whole time the drugs were in her, Roger's face in her mind...

You don't want baggage without lifetime guarantees.

You don't want to watch me die
I just came to say
goodbye love; goodbye love

Came to say goodbye love, goodbye.

Mimi shuddered, remembering those last words she told him. God, why didn't she beg him to stay, promise him with all her heart that she wouldn't use again, and keep that promise? Mimi felt tears in her eyes. God, she had been so stupid. Why didn't stay away from The Man? Well, it wasn't really her fault; he had come up to her, and gave her the free drugs. She planned on throwing it away, but then Roger caught her. It also didn't help that he didn't bother to listen to her when she tried to explain.

But it was still her fault...

Her fault he left...

Her fault!!

Mimi started to sob, and she slowly felt herself falling. Her fault, her fault...She couldn't wait until death came to get her...

Just came to say goodbye love,
goodbye love, goodbye love, goodbye love

Hello disease...

"Hello disease..."she sang softly, tears slowly cascading down her cheeks. Mimi knew the disease was going to kill her, but she honestly didn't care. Roger was gone Roger was gone Roger was gone Roger was gone

The tears were gone now, leaving a shallow emptiness. An emptiness Mimi almost couldn't stand. Mimi suddenly wished she had something sharp...no, not a needle, she had a week ago the drugs were not helping her, so there was no point in buying them. That was probably why she was so sick now...

She had picked up a new habit at the rehab, one even the doctors even knew about. Cutting. Mimi liked the feeling of all her sorrows just oozing out of her...what an awesome feeling it was! Cutting helped in ways that doctors couldn't even dream of!

Scars trailed down Mimi's arms because of the feeling. That was also another reason why she left the rehab...they were starting to get suspicious. She didn't want another reason to stay there. The first reason though was because she knew they weren't helping her...no one could help her other than her Roger. Her lovely Roger...

Mimi found herself coughing again, but this time when she pulled back her hand, it was smeared with blood. She whimpered...was the disease finally finishing its job? She found herself coughing again, but she didn't even bother to stop it. All she could think was I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying

When she stopped again, she groaned and laid her head back. Wow, was it just her or was everything getting warmer? Warmer, warmer, warmer still...she felt giddy, happy even. She blinked against a sudden spell of dizziness, and she found herself lying down on the bench.

Was this it then? Was she dying?

The only time she felt this happy was when...

Mimi started to giggle at Roger's kisses. It was 11:00 in the morning, but Roger and Mimi couldn't bring themselves to get up. They were too happy. This was the one morning that Mimi didn't feel horrible because of withdrawal. She actually felt happy. Well who wouldn't? Mimi was in Roger's loving arms and the lover's were softly talking. Mimi giggled again as Roger left a trail of kisses from her shoulder to her ear. She was feeling total bliss...no, she felt high, but high on love. It was amazing, and it was something she never felt before.

She knew now that she loved this man with all her heart, and that he loved her in return. It was amazing..."Ah!" Mimi squealed as he nibbled on her ear. "You like that pretty woman?" Roger asked seductively, and Mimi giggled, "Yes!"

"Good." He said, and turned her gently to face him. He started to kiss her passionately, and it was minutes before he pulled away. Mimi had a feeling that the only reason he pulled away was because they both needed air. For a few minutes, they both stared into each other's eyes, and they both couldn't find themselves able to pull away. Mimi was lost in Roger's ghostly green eyes and Roger was lost in Mimi's warm yet wise chocolate ones. "You're so beautiful."Roger said, finally breaking the silence. Love filled me, and I kissed him once again.

"Mimi! OH MY GOD!!!!! MIMI!!"