That night, as the Bohemians gathered at the loft, only Angel noticed that Maureen was more subdued, quieter. The others, all looking forward to drinking themselves out of their skulls at the Life that night, somehow didn't realize that Maureen wasn't screaming our shouting or trying to do a strip tease for once in her life. Wait, strike that. Mark noticed too. But he knew why she was like that. Unlike Angel, who only had to look at someone and realize if something was wrong.
"Y! M! C! A! IT'S FUN TO STAY AT THE YYYYYY! M! C! A!" Roger, Mimi, Mark, Collins, and Joanne sang at the tops of their lungs. The familiar song had been blasting from a nearby restaurant, and the excited group picked it up happily. All except Maureen and Angel, the ones who would have usually been the leaders of such a fiasco. Instead, Maureen was trailing behind the group, hands in her pockets and her head hanging. Angel, who had been holding Collins's arm, released him and sort of floated back to walk beside Maureen.
"Hey, girl. What's up?"
"Uhn?" Maureen grunted, startled. When she it was Angel, however, she shook her head as though to clear it and smiled lightly. "No, you?"
"Maureen, I'm not gonna do some acting game here. You haven't even laughed since we all met up. What's eating you, baby?" Maureen tried to look innocent, but her face just sagged sadly. Pulling Angel back a little farther, she whispered, "You can't tell anyone, not Collins or Mimi or anyone, okay?" Angel, surprised by this reaction, nodded.
"I'm pregnant, all right? That's all." Maureen shuddered, and Angel nearly tripped in her heels, which she NEVER did.
"Pregnant? Maureen, as far as I know, being a lesbian does not usually involve pregnancy."
"Shit, I know, but I think it was this party and…and all this crud, but Angel, don't tell anyone, ok? You can't!"
"Shhhh! I'm not going to, Mo, it's okay. You can trust me. I'm there for you, girl." Angel hugged her, and Maureen almost smiled. Angel could always make her smile.
"Hey, does anyone else know?"
"Just Mark, but—"
"Girl, Mimi will never forgive you if you don't tell her, and soon," Angel declared, and Maureen knew she was right. Shrugging, she tried to move faster, but Angel held her back and stared into her eyes. "Girl, promise me you'll tell Mimi."
"Yeah, yeah, okay," Maureen grumbled, but even as she walked forward and fell into step beside mark, she knew Angel was smiling at her.
Ok, that's the second chapter. Short, I know, but more to come! Yay! This thing has priority over Mama marquez two, so read it yall! Hee hee