It Only Takes Fifteen Minutes

Chapter 1:

Mimi Marquez skipped down the street humming. She was in the best mood ever, and nothing could change that. All the lonely men at the CatScratch Club had been especially drunk that night, bringing in even more tips than usual. Besides the extra abundance of tips, Mimi's boyfriend, Roger Davis, was waiting for her back at the loft they lived in with Mark. The couple was going to finish what they had started before Mimi had left for work.

Flashback:

Mimi was sitting on the bed pulling on her black boots. She was running a little behind, and still had to get her top on. Suddenly, Mimi felt Roger put one of his rough hands on the back of her neck, causing her to nearly jump out of her skin. She had been so deep in her pointless thoughts that she didn't hear him enter the room. Roger began to kiss Mimi passionately. Without thinking, she fell back, allowing him to climb on top of her. While keeping Mimi distracted with his kisses, Roger reached just above her head, and grabbed her top for work. In a flash, he scrambled out of the room. Mimi lay on the bed for a second, slightly confused, until she saw the flash of black she knew was the rest of her uniform.

"Roger Davis!" she shrieked as she stormed out of the room. "You give me back my damn shirt!" Roger examined the top carefully.

"Shirt? Yeah, babe, what I'm wearing constitutes as a shirt. This is a bra with glitter. You could make like five of them at least from my one shirt."

"I don't care how many damn tops you can make out of your shirt; I only want the one I have to wear tonight." Roger held the piece of clothing (if it even counts as an article of clothing) above his head.

"You gotta reach for it." Groaning, Mimi began to jump up and down. Her top was just out of her reach. Thinking fast, she brought her heel down on Roger's foot. Roger let out a groan, and brought his arms down. Mimi grabbed the top, and smashed her lips against his. As soon as Roger began to return the kiss, Mimi pulled away, and took his hands.

"Later tonight, I'll give you a private performance."

"Later tonight? What's wrong with right now?" Roger asked in a whiny kid voice. Mimi pulled off her shirt and bra, threw them at him, and pulled on her top for work.

"I have work." She pecked Roger on the lips. "Tonight, Mr. Davis, we'll finish what you started." Mimi grabbed her coat, and ran out the door; nearly knocking Mark over in the process. "Oh sorry Mark didn't see you there."

"It's okay Mimi. I'll see you later I guess." Mimi waved and pounded down the stairs.

End Flashback

Now, Mimi was on Cloud Nine. She wasn't high; she had been clean for almost eight months now. It was a different type of high. She couldn't wait to get home. She knew that Roger would make them finish what he had started. It didn't matter to Mimi; Roger was her whole world now. She loved her, not just her tiny dancer body and looks.

Mimi was so busy thinking about Roger that she didn't notice a shadowy figure following her. By the time the dancer realized that she was being followed, it was too late. A strong hand came from behind, and covered her mouth.

"Say anything, and die," a harsh voice whispered in her ear. The stench of tobacco and alcohol filled Mimi's nostrils. A wave of fear washed over Mimi when she felt a gun pressed against her back. The man shoved her into a dark, secluded alley. He pushed her to the ground. Just as he was about to rip off her clothes, Mimi got a good look at his face. He looked familiar, but she couldn't quite place his face. The man ripping off her underwear brought Mimi crashing back to a horrible reality.

"Stop, please stop!" she begged. The man slapped her before pulling out his gun.

"Shut the hell up before I blow your brains out!" When the man was done, he wrapped one of his large hands around Mimi's neck, and punched her. He then threw her against the brick wall. As Mimi slid to the ground, her world grew dark.

Roger paced back and forth by the window waiting for Mimi to get home. She was nearly two hours late.

"Roger, calm down. Everyone will be here in a minute, and then we'll go look for Mimi. I'm sure she's just out with a friend or something," Mark said.

"For two hours?"

"You know how woman are! When Mimi and Angel go out shopping, they're never home on time for anything."

"Don't talk about a woman behind her back," Angel said from the doorway. Mark spun around, and found Maureen, Joanne, Collins, and Angel all standing there. "Come on, let's go find Mimi." There was an edge to Angel's voice; she was worried about her best friend.

When the Bohemians got down to the street, they split up into two groups to cover more ground. Maureen, Joanne, and Mark all went one way, while Collins, Angel, and Roger went the other way. Something colorful caught Mark's attention in a dark alley as he listened to Maureen and Joanne bicker about something or other. The colorful object looked like the multi-colored purse Angel had gotten Mimi for her birthday.

"Hey girls, what's that?" Joanne and Maureen stopped arguing, and looked at what Mark was pointing at. The trio walked cautiously down the alley towards the purse. Lying next to the purse was a crumpled figure in a very familiar leopard print coat.

"Oh God," Joanne breathed.

A/N: There you go, chapter 1. Not much more to say other than check out Off-Set and please review! The link for Off-Set is on my profile FYI. Much love!

Tina101