Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. All of this belongs to the great Jonathan Larson. Although the story is mine.
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April walked up the stairs as slowly as her feet would allow her and stopped in front of Roger's door. Tons of questions were going through her mind at the time. Am I doing the right thing? What will Roger think? What will Roger say? Were Mimi and Angel just talking shit to me?
She cleared her mind, took a breath and slid open the door. Roger was sitting on the sofa playing his guitar and singing, "One song glory, one song before I go..." and looked up at April.
Come on April, you can do this. You HAVE to do this. She took a deep breath and spoke but Roger cut her off. "April, what do you think you're doing here?"
"I came to apologize."
"Saying sorry doesn't mean anything. I've got AIDS. Any time now I could die. And guess what? It's your entire fault."
"Roger, please-"
"Go away April."
"Roger, let me explain."
"No. You're a mean, lying, selfish BITCH." The words tore at her like a knife having waited long years too kill. She felt pain, anger and frustration. April looked at Roger with her beautiful teary eyes and tried to hold back. But she couldn't.
"I'm sorry Roger. Let me explain. I love y-"
"If you really loved me you'd know the pain and suffering you've caused me."
That was it. April left the loft and ran all the way down the stairs to Mimi's apartment.
…. But Roger was having second thoughts….