Author's Note – This is an idea that's been in my head forever…please tell me if you want me to continue!
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"No. I'm not letting you fuck up your life like I did. I can't lose you."
Maybe he has a point…no, he has no idea what he's talking about.
"Maureen, stop…put it down…please…""Why should I? Give me one good reason. And ' because I love you' doesn't count…sorry."
Roger sighed. "I…I can't lose you…" he repeated. "After April and…and…Mimi…" He seemed to have choked when he said Mimi's name.
"So what? Who cares if I get sick and die? I'd just be another dead girlfriend on your list. You can't fool me, Rog. I know I'm only a replacement for Mimi. So that the hole she left in your heart won't eat you up. You don't love me. You never did."
These accusations sliced through Roger's heart like a cold knife. "How can you say that, Maureen? I do miss Mimi and April, of course I do. But that doesn't mean that I don't love you. All the feeling and emotion in my heart is yours. It all belongs to you. You wanna know something?"
Maureen looked up at Roger with bloodshot, puffy eyes. "Not really. But go ahead."
"When Mark brought you here the first day he met you, I fell in love with you instantly. I couldn't do anything about it though…you were Mark's. You were the first girl he had had in a year. I just couldn't bring myself to do that to him. Then I met April…and well, you know the story from there. Truth is, April and Mimi were replacements for you. Pretty damn good ones, but alternates just the same."
Maureen, without taking her gaze off of Roger, picked the needle up off the bed and threw it in the bucket they all called a trash can.
"Good. I'm gonna need some help, Rog."
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So…basically, yes, Mo got hooked on smack. Do you want me to explain all of it? Most important do you want me to continue? This is my first MaureenRoger, so be nice please.