~ Five Years After The Movie Ended~
Roger stands in the fog, the wind whipping the blond locks into his face. He never had the heart to cut it, Mimi always liked it longer. April had always loved the short spikes, but Mimi, Mimi loved the way it flew around in the New York wind. Mimi had loved him. She sat on the grass at his feet, tears streaming down her face, her brown eyes glittering in the haze. Her hands balled up into fists, she shook with anger, despite the warmer weather, even for Alphabet City. Roger stands stock still watching the small crowd form, his emotions are shockingly even keel.
"How long have you been looking for me?" Mimi asked quietly, emotion trembling her voice.
"About three days, I didn't know you would be here," Roger says, with a tinge of apologetic in his voice. The whole group had been looking out for her ever since she almost died five years ago. They all made sure that she took her AZT, Joanne helped her to go back to school, Collins was her comedic relief, Maureen helped her update her wardrobe and Mark was just Mark. Then there was Roger. The boy she loved since she first saw him that night they all told Benny to pretty much fuck off.
How did she hit rock bottom so far this time? She ran into her former drug dealer, Carlos, and he kept pestering her about why she hadn't bought from him in so long. She told him that she was done. She wasn't that girl anymore. She was going to fight the AIDS running through her body and marry Roger. She was going to be happy. He didn't like that at all. She was not getting away from him. She had already spent most of her money from dancing at the Cat Scratch on his product.
She had lost her job at the Cat Scratch when this brand new 18 year old came in looking for a job. Usually at Mimi's age, which is only 23, she should have retired from her very well paid job as an exotic dancer. She did quit and then she went back to school but Roger had left…..again. She was lost she didn't want to lose him again. He was getting sicker and sicker. He was going to die. He wasn't going to survive.
~Two years ago~
Mimi and Roger were in a doctor's office. They had just heard the most devastating news a couple could get. Roger was given a year to live. Roger's facial expressions just went dead. Mimi, of course, bawled her eyes out. She couldn't believe it. She and Roger had been dating for a year and a half. She loved him. She wanted to marry him.
"What are we going to do Roger?" said Mimi,
"I don't know. I don't want to sound sappy but I think just by living day by day." replied Roger.
Snapping out of her thoughts she decided to go see if Mark knew where he was. If anyone knew where Roger went he would. When she got to Mark's apartment she saw Roger's car parked outside. That powder blue convertible. She loved that car. She went up the stairs. When she got to the door she hesitated, remembering the first time she knocked on this door.
~ Six years ago~
Wow. That guy is cute. I don't know why he was singing though. Oh well. Wait, I recognize him. He lives above me with that film maker. I saw him just a few hours ago. All the residents of Avenue A. Benny had let last year's rent slide. Now he was coming to collect. None of them had money. How were they supposed to pay a whole years rent?