A/N: I borrowed both the idea for this story and RENT. The person I got this idea from is, LondonBelow, and RENT belongs to the Larson family. Enjoy!
AA/N: Angel is Alive because he is my favorite character and it was cruel of Johnny to kill him off. Love ya Johnny, Rest in Peace. Also in my story no matter how far fetched it is, the cure for AIDS has been found. So ya now, Enjoy!
Marks POV
I sat there itching for my camera. You see I was tied to a chair, by my own scarf!
You probably want to know how I got here right, well; all my friends think I'm attached to my camera, so I am now in 'rehab'.
"Let me go" I asked, no, pleaded to all my friends standing around me.
"Marky, Marky, Marky. You know we love you and wont hurt you or starve you more then you already starve yourself; but honey you need to learn to depend on Roger, you know, your boyfriend, more than your camera" Angel said.
What I hated about his little 'speech' was that it was all true. I did need to learn to rely on people more than objects, especially Roger.
"Yeah, Pookie. Roger needs more than sex and you know it. So talk to him" Maureen emphasized the word 'talk' and pointed to Roger when she said 'him'.
"Mark, I love you to death, babe, and as painful as it is to admit, Maureen is right; even though I do love the sex, it only goes for so long. I also need to talk to about some things later" Roger said the last part sort of dazed and distanced.
"Mark. You and me have been best friends since preschool and ever since I met you, you have loved taking pictures whether, it be with a small disposable camera, or your video camera" Mark whimpered at the thought of his camera "and I also know that as long as you have known Roger you have also loved him. So don't act like Roger and be mature about this" Collins got hit dead on by a pillow that Roger through at him.
"We are going to sit here for the next" Mimi looks at the clock "20 minutes and then we will give you your camera back, okay?" Mark nodded his head "Okay, we will start, NOW" Mimi said and they all started talking to each other, minus Mark who was looking around the loft for places they could have hidden his camera. 'Oh this is going to be a long 20 minutes' Mark thought to himself.
