So sorry if there were some typos last chapter. I was typing on the fanfiction site and I forgot to spell check it. It doesn't have the little red swiggle like it does on Word or on other firefox things…never mind…lol…OH NO okay so Kutner DIED on House!! GAHH!
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I opened the door as slowly as I could. I took in a deep breath.
"Mimi, it's me. It's Roger." Mimi looked up at me from her couch and gasped. She got up and slowly walked towards me. I didn't dare move. I noticed her blood-shot eyes held back tears. There were already tear marks down her face, so I knew she had been crying anyways.
"Roger." Mimi, who had stopped half-way, quickly made her way towards where I was standing. She wrapped her arms around my neck and put her face in my shirt.
"Roger." She cried. "I am so sorry. I'm so sorry...Please forgive me…I am so sorry…" Mimi repeated into my neck. Her breath was warm on my skin. I responded my embracing her also.
"It's okay." I felt so sorry for her just then. She looked worse than I ever had when April died. I couldn't just push her away. Even to give my well rehearsed speech.
"No it's not…I could hear you, Roger. I'm so sorry…you must hate me." She let go of me and sniffled.
"I came to forgive you." I said nervously. She smiled. It looked like it hurt her, as though she hadn't smiled in a long time. "I know that you needed the money…but Mimi, you could've just asked. I could've tried to help…like get a job or something…"
"I was going to, but I was scared. I thought you would get mad…"
"I wouldn't. I promise. I know you really regret it…but were you thinking at all when you were…at his house?" My voice shook a little.
"I did. I swear I felt bad the whole time. I just knew we needed the money…but I really do love you, Roger. I was there the whole time when you fell…when you said you hated me I was so devastated…"
"I'm so sorry Mimi…but just talk to me next time." I looked at her face, her sad sad face, and I wondered how a girl like her ever even thought of hurting a man, any man.
"I will. I promise. Please, just don't leave me…" She sounded so innocent. I gathered her in my arms as she cried her forgiveness into my chest. "I love you."
"I love you too, Mimi." I buried my face into her hair.
Any other girl would be angry at me for not forgiving them. Any other girl would go off and sleep with the same guy after we broke up. Mimi isn't any other girl. She waited for me to forgive her. She didn't even go to work, at least that's what Mark said. Mimi is amazing. How did I ever end up with someone as amazing as her?
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MIMI POV
When I heard the door knock, I wished more than anything for it to be Roger. I tried not to get my hopes up too much.
"It's open. It always is…"
I heard the door open too slowly for my liking. I hoped it wasn't a murderer, although that's not unheard of in this part of town.
"Mimi, it's me. It's Roger." I looked up. I couldn't believe it. I slowly approached him, as if he may not be real. I could be hallucinating…
"Roger." I realized, when he blinked, that he was real. It was Roger. The Roger I hadn't seen in a while. A real, normal Roger. I quickly ran up to him and hugged him before he could get away.
"Roger." I sobbed. "I am so sorry. I'm so sorry...Please forgive me…I am so sorry…" I repeated into his neck. His real, warm neck. I felt his arms embrace me. I almost laughed. I just felt so happy.
"It's okay." I knew it wasn't okay. I knew everything that had happened was my fault. It really was.
"No it's not…I could hear you, Roger. I'm so sorry…you must hate me." I reluctantly pulled away from Roger's warmth and sniffled. He looked really sympathetic and I thought of how horrible I was.
"I came to forgive you." Roger said, sounding pretty nervous. I smiled, or at least tried to. I hadn't smiled in quite a while and it almost was too much an effort to smile once again. "I know that you needed the money…but Mimi, you could've just asked. I could've tried to help…like get a job or something…"
"I was going to, but I was scared. I thought you would get mad…" It was true. I was deathly afraid he would get mad at me for maybe forcing him into a job. I didn't want that to happen, but I realize now that this is much worse. My reason seems so weak now.
"I wouldn't. I promise. I know you really regret it…but were you thinking at all when you were…at his house?" I could hear the waver in his voice, the pain.
"I did. I swear. I felt bad the whole time. I just knew we needed the money…but I really do love you, Roger. I was there the whole time when you fell…when you said you hated me I was so devastated…" Again, it was true. I couldn't stop feeling so guilty during the time it was happening. It seemed like the world was waiting for me to notice they knew what I was doing. Like I was their experiment to see what a girl without any money would do when she gets a chance to make money. And I fell into their trap.
"I'm so sorry Mimi…but just talk to me next time." I looked into Roger's sad, broken face. I couldn't believe I had plastered that look on him.
"I will. I promise. Please, just don't leave me…" That was my true terror. I couldn't die without knowing he loved me. He hugged my tight. I had to let him know how I felt. "I love you."
"I love you too, Mimi." When he dug his face into my hair, I knew that we were okay. I hadn't felt happier in months. A warm feeling spread through my body, filling me with comfort and joy. He loved me.
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I know, again, another short chapter…I really didn't know what else to do…god I feel so bad…I wanted to have a long chapter. OKAY next chapter WILL be at least 4 FULL pages. Or you can send me all sorts of hate mail. I hope I did this scene right!!
