December 20, 1991
Roger walked down the hall of the cardiac wing of the hospital in Scarsdale with flowers in one hand, and Mimi's hand in other. They stopped in front of room 215, taking a slight look in to make sure it was the right room and walked into the room when they caught a glance of Roger's mother.
Roger became hesitant when he took a good look at his mother. She looked pale and frail, but peaceful, probably because she's sleeping. He let go of Mimi's hand and gently put the flowers down on the windowsill. Mimi sat down on a chair next to her bed, against the windowsill. Roger sat down in the chair next her, staring at his mother. He had never seen his mother in such a bad state before, it made him feel bad about not being there years.
Shattering his thoughts, a figure appeared in front of them. He looked up and saw his brother Randy.
"Hey guys" He whispered to them.
"Hey" They replied back in a whisper. He picked up a chair from the corner of the room and brought it over to where they were sitting, setting it down gently so he didn't wake up his mother.
"She's been asleep for a while now" He told them, continuing to whisper.
"How is she?" Roger asked.
"As good as you can be after you just had a heart attack." Randy answered. Roger leaned back and sighed. Slowly, Mrs. Davis began to wake up. She opened her eyes and looked around, seeing Roger and Mimi there sitting next to Randy. She smiled, pushing a button making her sit up.
"Roger, honey" She said once she was stand up. He took her hand.
"Hey Mom, how are you?" She smiled weakly at her son.
"I'm alright. Feeling better than before."
"That's good, mom. I'm sorry we didn't come sooner." She waved it off.
"Honey, you didn't know."
"I know but that doesn't mean I don't feel bad."
"You're here now, and that's all that matters" She told him. He nodded, not wanting to upset his mother.
"I'll be right back" Randy said as he got up and headed out.
"Everyone's been in and out but he hasn't left at all." Mrs. Davis admitted.
"Why not?" Roger questioned. She shrugged.
"I tell him to go home and rest but he insist on staying." She tells him. That was Randy.
"So anyways, some two are getting married very soon." Mrs. Davis changed the subject with a smile. "And of course I'm coming no matter what" She added.
"Mom-" Roger began.
"No. I'm going not matter what and that's that." Roger sighed in frustration. Mimi smiled, seeing where he gets his stubbornness from. In the middle of this, a nurse walked in.
"I have to take Mrs. Katie Davis for some tests." She read off of her clipboard. Roger and Mimi got up.
"Alright. Mom we'll be back either later or tomorrow, okay?" Roger told her.
"Alright, but don't worry about me, I'm fine. Worry about yourselves." She insisted.
"Okay mom, bye. I love you." Roger told his mother. She smiled.
"I love you too" She replied.
"Bye Mrs. Davis" Mimi said, smiling at her soon-to-be mother in law.
"Bye Mimi dear. I prefer Katie, honey." Mrs. Davis replied with a smile.
"Alright, I'll try to remember" Mimi told her. Roger took Mimi's hand as they made their way out of the room, looking back and waving one last time before exiting the room. In the hallway they ran into Randy and told him what was going on so he didn't freak out when he got back.
When they arrived at the car Mimi spoke up.
"Baby, maybe I should drive." She suggested.
"No. It's an hour long drive, I'll drive." Roger insisted.
"Are you sure?" Mimi questioned.
"Positive."
"Alright" Mimi opened the door and slid into her seat. Roger opened the door to the driver's side and slid into his seat. He buckled his seatbelt and turned on the old car, beginning to exit the parking lot.
"It'll be okay" Mimi tried to assure him in a low voice while taking his hand that wasn't on the wheel into hers.
"But what if she isn't okay?" He snapped back.
"She'll be okay, don't be a pessimistic." She told him, he sighed, worried about his mother.
By the time they got back to the city Mimi had fallen asleep. The one hour ride from the New York suburb of the city turned into a three hour one because of traffic. Roger turned off the car, getting out and making his way around to Mimi's side. He opened the door and took off her seatbelt, trying best not to wake her. He picked her up gently, closing the car door behind him. He made his way up the loft carrying Mimi bridal style. He knocked on the door of the loft, unable to open it with Mimi in his arms. Mark opened to door seeing Roger carrying a sleeping Mimi. He stepped out of the way while Roger carried her in, bringing her to their room and laying her down on the bed, taking off her shoes and pulling the covers over her. When he was finished he came out and sat down on the couch, letting out a great sigh.
"Rough time?" Mark asked, sitting down with a coke can in hand.
"It was hard to see her like that." Roger confessed. "Even though she looked horrible, she sit acted as if nothing was wrong. How does she do that? How has she always done that?" He continued on. Mark put a hand on his best friend's shoulder.
"Things will get better." Mark assured him.
So sorry I didn't update for a while. I was so busy the whole holiday weekend. I hope everyone had a good Thanksgiving!