AN: OMG... listen I made a BIG mistake earlier... I accidentally posted a bunch of extra stuff I wasn't supposed to... I deleted the other chapter though and I'm reposting it, and so far I think only one person saw it...if you did see it though, don't inform anyone...sorry again.

Anyway... here's your chapter. PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Rent. If I did do you think I'd be writing fanfiction stories about it?

Mimi ran into the bathroom and quietly closed and locked the door. Roger had to be out now. She hadn't heard him snoring as usual, but surely he was asleep.

She quickly got down to her knees and leaned over the floor tile. Using her long, painted nails, she lifted the loose tile out of the floor, and set it down, revealing a small space with four items inside. She lifted them out and set them on the counter of the bathroom. Pausing to make sure she heard no one was awake, she made sure she had everything she needed. Lighter, check. Spoon, check. Needle, check. Stash, check.

Taking the spoon in one hand and the bag in another, she poured the white, crystalline powder out into the utensil. Once it was full, she set it down. She turned the sink on to a trickle and lifted the spoon under it, letting the powder become fully saturated. It was now a liquid. She held the spoon high, and took the lighter in her other hand. After a few attempts, the flame appeared. Slowly, carefully, she held the lighter directly under the spoon full of the cloudy liquid. After about ten seconds, the spoon had become hot and the solution had turned jet black. She set the lighter down and took the needle in her free hand. Using her mouth to pull the cap off the back of the needle, she poured the hot substance out of the spoon and into it. She set the spoon down, put the cap back on the needle, and took her seat on the toilet.

Mimi raised her free hand high, and smacked her thigh as hard as she could, wincing at the pain. She squinted at her skin. Nope, not yet. She should have known, it never appears on the first try. She raised her hand and repeated, looking again at her thigh. She smiled when she saw the thin, unused vein.

She lifted the needle again and took a deep breath as she stared at it. Shaking her head she whispered, "I'm sorry, Roger." She lowered the point to her skin where the line was, and inserted it. As she did, she pressed on the back of the needle, sending the poison into her body. She removed the needle, set it on the counter and sat back against the seat. She shuddered and grinned as the hot, liquid pleasure fluttered through her veins. She had entered her world. A world where there was no rent to pay, no boyfriend to pay attention to, no dead-end job that she despised. There was only bliss. Pure, untapped happiness. The work that she had done to get this stuff seemed well worth it now.

The entire process was just as familiar to her as it was three months ago.

AN: Ta-da! Hope you liked it! Once again, forget what you saw before... if you saw it. God, I hope it doesn't do this again... anyway, REVEW!!!!!!!!!