In 1996 Roger and Mimi, Angel and Collins & Maureen and Joanne break up and go their separate ways. Mark is alone, of course...poor Markie!
This chapter is about how they all broke up and the next chapter will take place ten years later, when they all meet up again.
January 13, 1996
Joanne and Maureen walked into the café.
"Hey, Joanne!" Mark called from across the room. Joanne waved and walked over to him, leaving Maureen behind. Maureen looked to her right and saw a pretty girl with blond hair sitting by herself. She smiled and sat down next to her. The girl looked up at Maureen. "You looked lonely so I thought I'd join you." Maureen said to her. The girl smiled, "I'm Janice." "I'm Maureen." Joanne and Mark sat in the corner listening to the manager yell at Mark for not ordering anything. "Do we have to go through this every time?" Mark asked, bored with the man. "Order something or leave!" He yelled at Mark. "Fine, fine, give me a water." The man's face was red with anger. "That doesn't count water is free!" Joanne got bored of listening to them and looked for Maureen. Her eyes narrowed when she saw Maureen talking to Janice. She stood up and stormed over to her. Maureen's hands were laced with Janice's and she was looking closely at Janice's earrings. "Maureen!" Joanne yelled. She stopped and stared at her girlfriend. Maureen dropped Janice's hand and said, "What?" "What? WHAT? This is the 2nd time today you have been flirting with a girl right in front of me! I would hate to see how you are when I'm not with you! I would hate to see what you do with other women behind my back!" Maureen stood up, slowly. "I'd never cheat on you, pookie!" Joanne shook her head and gave a weak smile. "You know what, Maureen, I've had it. This is the last straw. It's obvious you are better off being single. I gave you another shot and you screwed up!" Maureen shoved her chair aside. "So this all my fault? If you weren't such a bossy smart-ass then I wouldn't look for something better!" Joanne walked over to the door and grabbed her jacket. "Fuck you, Maureen!" xXxXxXxXxXx November 3, 1996 Angel walked into her apartment happily. She opened the door and saw Collins sitting at the table. "Hey, honey!" she said and skipped over to him. They kissed each other and Angel sat across from him. "What's wrong, Collins, you look upset?" Angel asked, as she took off her jacket. Collins looked around the room and then at her. "Do you have any money? I don't have any! It's been two months, Angel!" Angel grew a concerned look on her face. "What haven't you had, baby?" "Marijuana. I mean what am I suppose to do?" "Uh not smoke, perhaps." Angel snapped at him. She has done drugs, but she wasn't hooked on it like Collins. Angel has never been to big on drugs. Collins stood up and walked over to her. "Don't get sassy, Angel! I need money. Give some, please." Angel stood up so that she was face to face with him. "No." Collins looked hurt and then he shoved her into the table. Angel caught herself on the chair before she fell. While doing so, she hit her head on the table. Angel yelped in pain and sank to the floor. Collins couldn't move. Did he really just hurt Angel? He would've killed anyone who touched her and now he hurt her. "No, no, no." He shook his head. Collins back away from Angel. "I'm so sorry, my love. I don't know what to do." Angel slowly stood up and frowned at Collins. He looked panicked. "It's okay, honey." She said began to walk over to him. "I have a little bit of money." she whispered. Collins turned away from her, facing the wall. "No you don't. I spent it. I found your stash and spent it." Angel gasped. "That was for emergencies! Like if one of us has to go to the hospital again." "I know!" Collins shouted at her. "But I needed it." Angel walked right in front of him. "No you don't." she said in a whisper. "Let me help you." "I don't want help." "You need it. You have to choose between and me and drugs. Which one can you live without?" Collins couldn't move or think. "That's not fair, Ang." Angel was shocked that he didn't immediately respond with her name. "Your right. Let me make this easier for you." She grabbed his hand and let him into the hallway. "I love you, Tom Collins." she said and then shut the door. Angel sat there waiting for him to knock and beg for forgiveness, but when she opened the door again he was gone. xXxXxXxXxXx December 10, 1996 Mimi and Roger walked hand in hand down Main Street. "What did you need to tell me, Mimi?" Roger asked. She stopped and faced her boyfriend. "I'm leaving for LA. They need girls to be in music videos and this guy said I'd be perfect! I'm going to be in some rap video." Roger didn't say anything. He just stared at her. He let go of her hands and asked, "Why?" Mimi grabbed his hands again and said, "It's a great opportunity for me! I want you to come with me." "No, I can't. You know I can't. I could never leave Mark alone and Collins is falling apart without Angel. Right now I'm the only one pulling in money from gigs and they need me. Even Angel asked me for financial help last week." "I know, baby. No one is doing too well. I haven't heard from Joanne in months and Maureen is never around. But Angel is doing okay. She seems kind of depressed, but give it time. Come with me, please." Roger let go of her hands. "No, I'm sorry. You shouldn't even go." She smiled at him. "I should go. It's what I have always wanted. I'm leaving tonight. Please come!" Mimi got on her knees and hugged his legs. People walking by stared at them, but neither of them cared. Roger bent down so that he was eye level with her. "No." he whispered. Mimi nodded. Tears began to fill her eyes. "Fine. I'll miss you." Roger grabbed her and pulled her in for a kiss. "I'll miss you, too. I love you." This was something they said to each other rarely and at only special moments. "I love you, too." Mimi stood up and walked away from Roger.
love it? hate it? tell me ifI should continue! I was a little unsure about this after Iwrote it.