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Hope you like this one, Mimi and Roger senti moments. :)
Disclaimer: Snaps for Jonathan Larson! XD
Chapter 3:
(Happens at the same time the next chapter will happen. This might be a bit confusing since I'm going to be switching from what's happening at the loft and Mark's apartment)
The Loft: 6 pm
Roger ran up the stairs after Mimi. He entered an empty loft, and tried to look in the bedroom – but she wasn't there either. Then, he heard a sound coming from outside.
He ran out to the fire escape and up the last flight of stairs. Sure enough, Mimi was seated on the edge of the roof. Roger came forward slowly, seeing that she had been tearing.
"Hey baby," he said.
Mimi didn't answer and just stared at the setting sun.
"Can we talk?"
Mimi sighed before nodding slowly.
(Mark's Apartment)
"So…"
Everyone looked around anxiously, not knowing what to say. Then Mark realized something.
"Uh, guys, were stepping on the paint I spilled a while ago."
Everyone gave moans and looked at their feet. Sure enough, they had a big pile of blue paint underneath their shoes. Mimi's twin sisters had distracted them.
They all adjourned to the couches and sat down to take off their shoes. The twins laid down their bags.
"You play baseball… uh…" Collins stopped.
"Ellie, sweetie," Angel reminded him.
"Uh, yeah. Ellie?"
"No, I play softball," Ellie answered, taking her ever beloved bat from her bag and swinging it side to side. Maureen gave a yelp and ducked.
"That's cool."
Ellie took a seat beside Mark and surreptitiously brought her hand on his knee. Mark jerked in surprise.
"Sorry," Ellie laughed flirtatiously.
(The Roof)
"You okay, Meems?" Roger swung his legs over the roof edge like Mimi.
"Sure, my twin sisters, who I haven't seen in 5 years, show up, I learn that the mother I hate is dying and now I'm being all whinny to you here on the rooftop. Gee, Roger. I'm swell," she sighed.
Roger brought his knees up on the roof and let Mimi lean against his chest, to comfort her.
"Do you want to tell me why you're so upset with your mom?" he asked softly.
Mimi was silent. "I don't think I'm ready to tell you yet."
"Okay, I'll wait," he kissed the top of her head.
(Mark's Apartment)
"So who do you think is prettier? Me or Frankie?" Ellie batted her eyelashes at Mark.
The rest gave him 'uh-oh' looks.
Mark coughed. "You're er- both gorgeous," he squeaked.
"That means he thinks I'm prettier, Frankie," Ellie shot at her sister.
Frankie, who was sitting beside Joanne kept quiet and blushed really red.
"I didn't say that," Mark protested, but decided to shut his mouth when he saw Ellie's piercing eyes.
(The Roof)
Mimi and Roger didn't say anything for the longest time. Roger just wrapped his arms around Mimi and she just felt safe in his arms.
"You're sisters are pretty cool," Roger said in attempt to break the tension.
"They're only my half sisters," Mimi closed her eyes. "They have a different father."
"Oh," Roger said, feeling bad he brought it up.
"My dad died when I was 6, Rog."
(Mark's Apartment)
"I, uh, noticed that you guys have different colors of eyes," Angel piped up.
"Yeah, me too," Collins laughed. "Ellie's eyes are beautifully brown like Mimi's."
"And Frankie's are a beautiful gold," Mark finished, smiling at Frankie and making sure that he used the same adjective as Collins.
Ellie wanted her compliment to come from Mark though, so she persevered.
"Do you like my eyes, Mark?" she asked.
"Yes, they're very – er – nice, Ellie."
"I got my dad's eyes," Frankie finally spoke up. "Ellie got mom's."
"YEAH. She always liked me better because of it. Especially when the doctors said that Frankie's eyes were abnormal or something," Ellie boasted.
Mark saw Frankie's gold eyes glistening very dangerously.
"I like your eyes, Frankie," he said to make her feel better, but realized soon that it was a bad decision.
(The Roof)
"His name was Ronaldo Marquez and Mami said that he died in a car crash," Mimi shook her head as tears began to fall. "She lied. He didn't die because of a car crash. I found out that he died because he had leukemia. And because Mami kicked him out of our house and didn't take care of him. I've hated Mami for that."
Roger just listened.
Mimi's gone through some terrible shit, he thought to himself. And that only made him want to hug her tighter.
"Shhh, baby, please don't cry. I can't stand to see you cry," Roger whispered, stroking her hair.
"Sometimes, I think I take after my mother. She was a slut," Mimi whimpered.
"No, Mimi, don't think that."
"Ellie and Frankie aren't my only sisters, Roger."
(Mark's Apartment)
"How old are you guys, like… 15?" Maureen asked.
"18."
"Shit, just 2 years apart from Mimi," Mark grumbled.
"Do you like me, Mark?" Ellie asked.
"Wow," Mark heard Angel mutter to Collins.
He eyed the bat that Ellie was still holding and wondered what she could do with it.
"Why don't you like me?" Ellie demanded.
"I do like you, you're lovely," Mark said in a high pitched voice.
Ellie smiled triumphantly.
(The Roof)
"How many again?" Roger asked in disbelief.
"There's Javier, then Felicia and Franchesca (Frankie and Ellie), Consuela, Pedrito, Mercedes, Juan, Carlos, Enrico, Casandra, Luis, Ricardo, Chavez, Mateo and Matias (Twins) and baby Jaime," Mimi panted.
"And how young is 'baby' Jaime?" Roger asked in loss for words.
"Javier is 19, he's after me, and everyone else follows by one year difference… When I left, Jaime was only 1 year old," Mimi frowned.
"You're the eldest?" Roger raised a brow. "You took care of all of them?"
"Yes, I did. And I was so fed up, Rog. My mom would get pregnant, and dump the baby on me. I was practically their mother. One day, I couldn't take it anymore and ran away."
Roger rubbed his temple. "A little too much to take in 2 minutes," he mumbled.
(Mark's Apartment)
"You like me," Ellie leaned in closer to Mark and he backed away and cowered.
"Maybe we should move to a more appropriate venue," her lips were so close to Mark's face.
"OKAY, party's over. Mark, I think we should go get some drinks," Collins immediately tugged Mark from Ellie's warpath.
"You bitches coming along?" Collins looked at the others as if saying to hurry up.
"I'll stay with the two chicas," Angel offered.
"Jo and Mo?"
"Gladly."
(The Roof)
"Baby, is this why I have to use protection every time we…"
"Yes."
"You're afraid that what happened to you will happen to one of our children?"
"Yes."
"Aw, Meems," Roger kissed the top of her head again.
"You're going to be a great mother, if ever, okay?" Roger smiled.
"Thanks, Rog," Mimi kissed him and hugged him tighter.
"I won't let you wear that thing ever again," she laughed meekly.
"It's kinda growing on me," Roger smirked.
A/N: There was a whole lot of Spanish names in this chapter. XD Do you want Mimi pregnant again? I know some of you don't like Mimi pregnant since… she's pregnant in almost every fic. LOL. So… I'll write it whichever way you wish. :)
