Okay, so...I know it's been a while since I updated this story, but I have good reasons for why! Firstly, I still don't know where I'm really going. I have little snippits in my head I want to write out (haha, Swinny XD), but I don't have an actual plot so far. It's going pretty good so far, though...Secondly, for the past two weeks I've had finals/preparing for finals, and a LOT of graduation stuff going on. Oo Sooo...don't be hating! aha.
ANYWHO! Please read, and if you want, leave a review? They're so exciting to get!
Jonathan Larson owns all, except baby. Yup. ENJOY! :)
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"So...how are you going to tell her?" Roger asked, breaking the silence.
Both he and Mark were sitting slouched on the couch; Mark with his elbows on his knees, resting his pale head on his hands. When they had come into the loft, Roger had placed the baby carrier on the coffee table, and now both men were staring at it, contemplating what to do, and how to break the news to Maureen.
Mark sighed and hid his face deeper into his hands. "Iono..." he mumbled, defeated.
"You're going to have to tell her some time, Mark." Roger said quietly.
"Yeah, no shit!" Mark shot back, glaring at Roger. Roger gave Mark a sorry look. He didn't mean to upset Mark.
Seeing Roger's response, Mark sighed and leaned back into the couch.
"Sorry man...I just don't know how I'm even going to begin to tell Mo that –"
"Tell me what?" they heard from behind.
Marks eyes grew wide when he heard Maureen's voice. He swallowed hard and looked at the baby, who was hidden from Maureen's view by the couch.
"What do you have to tell me?" she asked, taking her scarf and coat off by the door. "Oooh, is it a surprise?!" she squealed, heading towards the kitchen to grab a beer out of the fridge.
"Oh...it's uh...it's a surprise alright..." Roger said uncomfortably. He got up from where he and Mark were still sitting on the couch.
"I'll just go..." Roger said, quickly dashing out the door, completely forgetting his leather jacket slumped on the great, steel table.
Mark still hadn't been able to face Maureen – his gaze was still on the baby.
"So babe, what's this big surp –" she stopped when she came behind Mark, seeing the baby.
"Oh Mark!" she squealed excitedly. Confused, Mark furrowed his brow and looked back at Maureen.
"What?" he asked.
"Oh, you've found a way to earn money!" Now Mark was really confused.
"Huh?"
"Babysitting, Mark! You never told me you were going to babysit for some extra cash! Oh Marky, that's so cute!" she squealed, hugging Mark's shoulders from behind.
He couldn't believe his ears. Babysitting? He knew Maureen could be dense at times, but this was pushing it.
"No, Mo." he said, closing his eyes and lightly pulling himself out of Maureen's embrace.
"Wha –?" she started, but Mark interrupted her.
"I'm not...babysitting...it," he paused. Just then he realized he didn't even know what sex it was.
Maureen backed off and placed her cold beer on the side table.
"What are you saying, Mark?" she asked slowly, walking in front of him to face him. He wouldn't look her in the eye – he couldn't look her in the eye.
"Mark." she said reassuringly when he did not respond, kneeling down to be level with him. She placed a hand on his knee.
He let out a deep breath, bracing himself for his confession. Now Maureen was going to know the truth about that one night.
"Well..." he started. He looked up at Maureen, who nodded for him to continue.
"Well...you see," Mark told her about the drunken one night stand from so many months ago, and about his hectic morning.
"...She abandoned me with this baby, and I don't know what to do." he looked at the floor during his whole confession, afraid to see Maureen's reaction to it all.
"I...I'm so scared, Mo...I'm so scared." he admitted, chancing a glance at Maureen. Her eyes were glazed over, her bottom lip was quivering, and she looked like she was going to cry at any second.
"What do I do, Mo?" he whispered, his wide eyes searching his girlfriend's for some sort of answer.
She bit her bottom lip, as if trying to think of some way to help him.
All of a sudden, Maureen reached out and slapped Mark on the cheek, hard. Head turned and eyes closed, he could feel the outline of her hand stinging his pale, now reddening, cheek.
Quietly, Maureen got up and made her way towards the door. In silence she put on her scarf and coat. Right before she left, she turned towards Mark, who was now touching the still-burning spot where Maureen had slapped him.
"I can't believe you," she said, her voice quivering out of rage and sadness. "You – you fucking pig!" On her way out, she slammed the door, causing Mark to jump. He heard her run down the stairs, and slam the door when she left the building.
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SO! I was debating on whether or not I should add more (Roger, baby actually finally waking up, discovering what sex it is, name, etc.) but I was DYING to get what was already written up, so I think that will be the next chapter. ;D Read and review!
PS - OH! And I just wanted to ask - I heard that after Rent leaves the Neder, Legally Blonde is taking its place?? Is this true?? OO
