Disclaimer: I don't own Rent or The Producers (although I do own both on DVD and have seen Rent on stage and I am going to see The Producers on stage in a couple months)
No one ever made me feel like someone
'Til him
Scarsdale Junior High School
August 24 1981
An 8th grader named Mark Cohen was happy to see the bullies got a started right away on first day of school.
The bullie grabed Mark's colar and pushed him against wall, he closed his eyes thinking it might make it hurt less.
The hand was removed from his shirt he kept his eyes closed.
He heard a low wimper, and crying followed by the sound of running
"Yeah you better run" a voice shouted
"Hey man are you alright?" the same voice asked
Mark opened his eyes to reveal a kid wearing jeans and a 'Romones' t-shirt
"Yeah I guess," Mark replied
"Good"
"Thanks...uhh...whats your name?"
"Roger...Roger Davis"
"Nice to meet you my names Mark"
"Whats your homeroom teacher?"
"Mrs. Simpson"
"Cool we have the same homeroom"
The boys began to walk to class and with that a friendship was started.
Life was really nothing but a glum one
'Til him
Larson High School lunch room
November 10 1982
"Me and Maureen are just friends" the tenth grader replied
"Yeah right Mark, you totally want her"
Roger was pressing the fact that Mark liked Maureen a girl that he had been friends with since they were little.
"Is it illegal to have a friend who is a girl and not have her my GIRLFRIEND"
"I dare you to ask her on a date"
"No"
"I double dog dare ya"
"C'mon Roger"
"I triple double dog dare ya"
"You are so childish"
"You can't deny a triple double dog dare man"
"Oh fine, if it will shut you up"
Roger smiled a satisfied with him self as Mark got up from the lunch table and walked over to Maureen.
She said Yes.
My existence bordered on the tragic
Always timid, never took a chance
Then I felt his magic
And my heart began to dance
Mark's House
Janurary 14 1983
Mark and Roger where in Mark's bedroom getting ready for Mark's sister's wedding that afternoon. The duo was acompanied by Maureen Johnson, Mark's girlfriend.
"I can't believe my sister's geting married" Mark said as Maureen helped him with his tie.
"I can't believe she is letting you bring Maureen" Roger said putting his hair into spikes, while looking into the mirror on the door to the bedroom.
"Shut up Roger You know they love me, besides your just sad because you know you'll never get Cindy now"
"I still can't believe you like my sist- OW MAUREEN THATS TO TIGHT" Mark gaged alittle, Maureen had tightened the tie to tight.
"Sorry Pookie"
"It's okay, How do I look"
"Stunning"
Mark picked up his new camera
"Finnaly the perfect oprotunity to try it out"
"I didn't know you liked to film" Roger said
"Thats becuase I haven't had a camera for awhile since someone droped mine at my Bar Mitzvah," Mark looked at Maureen
"How was I supposed to know it would break if you droped it"
I was always frightened, fraught with worry...
'Til him
Mark's Hospital Room
Marh 28 1985
Mark had to have his apendix removed, and was in the hospital. He hadn't seen Roger or Maureen for 5 days and was depressed and lonely. He was so happy that in 5 more days he would be released.
"Marky, I Have something for you" Mark's mom said and brought in the projector he owned.
"What?"
"One of your friends made you a little video"
Once it was all set up, the reel of film began to play on the wall.
Roger was dressed in a tiedied shirt and a fake rastafarian dread lock and hat combo.
"I am the Rastafarian Kung Fu master and I am gonna kick your ass mon" Roger said in a fake Jamacan and began to jump around a do kung fu kicks and punchs still done up in the get up.
Mark hadn't felt this happy in for days.
I was going nowhere in a hurry
'Til him
The Prymid Club
Feburary 17 1987
Roger and Mark had graduated in May of 1985 and decided to go to New York City and try to make it big.
They moved into a loft in the East Village with a student at NYU named Tom Collins. Maureen joined them. Roger had started a band shortly after they moved in, the band was named the Well Hungarians.
It was after one of they're shows.
"Do you see that girl in the front?" Roger asked Collins.
"Why are you asking me boy, I am G-A-Y how many times do I gotta tell you, I do not check out girls."
Mark walked over and sat down at the bar Roger and Collins were sitting at.
"Great show tonight"
"Thanks, hey did you see that girl in the front"
"The one with the red hair, yeah I saw her she was pretty hot"
"Yeah I know"
Out of the conner of his eye he saw Maureen talking with the girl, then pointing at him. The woman walked over.
"You were really good tonight" the woman said
"Thank you"
"I'm April"
"Roger...Roger Davis"
He filled up my empty life
Filled it to the brim
The Loft
September 25 1988
It was early in the morning
Roger picked up Mark's camera, and walk towards the door to Mark's room with April following closely behind him.
Roger stormed into the room
"GOOD MORNING BRITHDAY BOY!" He shouted
Mark screamed scared out of his mind, Maureen just covered head with a pillow and attempt to go back to sleep
The scream woke up Collins and his new boyfriend Adrien
"What the hell is going on?" Collins asked has he stepped out of his room.
Roger and April were laughing uncontrollably on the floor with Mark standing in the doorway, in a pair of boxer and a Care Bear t-shirt. His hair looked as if a blender was his hair stylist.
"I like the new look Mark," Adrien said "and the Grumpy Bear shirt really goes with your eyes"
"What did you two do to him?" Collins asked trying not to laugh
"We just wanted to give him a birthday surprise" April explained
Maureen finally got up and they all went to the life for breakfast.
There could never ever be
Another one...like him
The Loft
March 23 1989
Roger and Mark came back to an empty loft...so it appeared.
"April? Babe? Ya Here?" Roger shouted
He went to look in the bed room to see if she was there. When he heard a blood curdling scream from the bathroom.
He went into the bathroom and saw his girlfriend in the bathtub blood was everywhere. She was not breathing.
Roger went to her side and checked her pulse...there was none.
"Hey guys I'm- HOLY SHIT!" Collins said as he entered the loft and saw Roger holding April's limp body in his arms.
Mark picked up a note that was on the sink.
Roger I Love You
We Have AIDS. Sorry I did this to you, I just couldn't live with this disease.
April
Marks mind was racing ther was no way to put it so he could process it
WE HAVE AIDS
HE HAS AIDS
ROGER HAS AIDS
MY BEST FRIEND HAS AIDS
Mark couldn't hold it in he began to cry at the relization his best friend was going to die
That March was one they wouldn't forget, Collins was diagnosed with AIDS, Roger was diagnosed with AIDS, and April comitted suicide.
No one ever ever really knew me
'Til him
(Mark POV)
The Loft
June 14 1989
"Please Mark I need a hit"
"No, man you can do this"
"NO, I NEED IT"
"NO"
Roger headed for the door
I grabbed his arm
"DAMN IT MARK LET ME GO"
"NO"
"LET ME GO"
"NO, I AM NOT LETING YOU GIVE UP"
Roger atempt to pry my hand off of his forearm, he got close but didn't acomplish it.
Everyone was always out to screw me
'Til him
The Loft
November 9 1989
"She dumped me" I sniffled as I walked through the door.
"I'm sorry, was there another man" Roger asked from his windowsil perch.
"No, not exactly"
"What do you mean not exactly?"
"She dumped me for a lawyer...named Joanne"
"OH MY GOD"
Roger laughed more than I had seen him laugh since April died.
Never met I man I ever trusted
Always dealt with shysters in the past
Now I'm well adjusted
'Cause I've got a friend at last
I look back on all that now and all next years had.
Roger met Mimi he fell in love only to have her taken away from him two years later
Collins met Angel I had never seen a couple more in love than those two, but Angel died ironicly on they're 10 month anuversry.
Collins stopped taking his AZT and died 9 months after Angel.
Maureen and Joanne have had some rough patches but made it through they are now living in California, they recently adopted a baby boy that they named Angel Thomas Johnson-Jefferson.
Always playing singles, never doubles
'Til him
Roger's Hospital Room
August 14 1999
I sit in a chair at my best friends side as he lays on what will be his death bed.
"Mark" He says weakly
"Yeah Rog" my voice is cracking as I choke back tears.
"You know your my best friend, and I love you"
"I love you to Rog"
Tears start to flow down my cheeks.
Never had a pal to share my troubles
'Til him
I stay there day and night we talk about everything ranging from our childhood, to my love life. Which had always been a favorite subject of his.
But they're was no denying he would be gone soon.
He filled up my empty life
I was there on August 24 1999 when the steady beep of the heart monitor went to one flat tone.
Filled it to the brim
Now I am here alone
I read the name and dates on the headstone
ROGER SPENCER DAVIS
JULY 15 1967 - AUGUST 24 1999
I then read the writing underneath it
WILL I LOSE MY DIGNITY? no
WILL SOME ONE CARE? yes
WILL I WAKE TOMARROW FROM THIS NIGHTMARE? i wish you did
I felt tears run down the side of my cheek
There could never ever be
Another one ... like him
A/N: I love this song, and when I here it I always think of Roger and Mark so I thought why not write a fic about it. This my first song fic. so be nice
Reviews are welcomed and loved
-Roger and Mimi-