Disclaimer: still don't own RENT! Never will!
A/N: hey guys, thanks for all your help recently! Here is the next chapter! Anyway, I will probably get 1 or 2 more up before I leave for 5 days in Florida for my birthday! Will be gone 28-1, b-day is 30!
The Man was standing two feet away from Roger.
"Hey, haven't seen you in awhile. How's your girlfriend? She was one of my best clients." The Man said.
"She…died. Last night." Roger said in a sad voice.
"Sorry to hear it…"
"No, you're not! You're one of the reasons she died! She wouldn't have gotten AIDS if it weren't for YOU!" Roger lunged towards The Man.
"Calm down, dude. She came to me. I can't do nothin' about it. I sell, people buy. It's how I make my living."
"I will never forgive you! Because of you, Mimi is DEAD!" Roger yelled. People were starting to look now.
"Look, as I told you, there's nothing I can do. I don't give a shit about my client's personal lives. I don't care if they live or die."
"Well, you just lost two clients. Congratulations. See if you have any more costumers ever again." Roger walked away, shaking.
The next day was Mimi's funeral. The bohos all stood around and said a few words about Mimi.
"She was a good girl. I always enjoyed having her around. She came to my show every chance she got, and loved it. I'm sad to see her go, just like Angel." That was Maureen.
"Mimi was a very loved girl. She was a great…dancer…and had a very big heart. She will be missed very much by her friends and family." Joanne stepped down from the podium.
"Mimi, I miss you. You were a good kid. Say hello to Angel for me, ok? Tell her that I miss and love her. I also love you, Mimi." Collins moved so that Mark could have his turn.
"Mimi was a very nice girl. I know she was very much loved by all of her friends. I will miss her and her liveliness. God bless, Mimi."
"Mimi, I love you. I hope to be reunited with you in Heaven soon. Send my regards to Angel, and know that I will always love you." Roger stepped down, trying to hold back his tears.
The casket was lowered into the earth, and the bohemians just stood around, crying, remembering Mimi.
Collins went to the next tombstone over, Angel's grave. Mimi had requested, before she died, that she be buried next to her best friend. Collins knelt down, said a prayer, and had "alone time" with his lover.
"You coming back to the loft, Roger?" Mark asked.
"No, go on. I think I'll stay here with Mimi for awhile. Me and Collins will catch up with you guys later." he said.
At first, Roger didn't know what to say. He stood there for a long time, and then finally knew what to say.
"I love you, Mimi."
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