Sorry it's been so long! I just got back from vacation and I was having a huge writers block. Thanks for the reviews!
I don't own RENT or Cha-Cha from Flawless
Chapter 11: Mark
Everyone was spending the night at Roger's. His parents could care less. They were all watching some corny movie on Lifetime. Mimi yawned and leaned against Roger. Mark looked around at all of his tired friends. They were all wrapped up in someone's arms. Angel and Collins were asleep in Roger's bed. Maureen and Joanne were sitting on a couch with there arms around each other and Roger was watching Mimi sleep.
Mark felt his wrist pulsing. Without realizing it he began to scratch at his scabs. He curled in ball. Whenever he was around his best friends he felt completely alone. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
When he woke up everyone was gone. Opening Roger's door he heard them all talking in the kitchen. He slowly walked into the room.
"Morning sleepy head." Angel said happily.
Mark half smiled and grabbed his coat. His turned on his cell and checked his messages.
"Mark? It's mom. Come home as soon as you get this. I'm worried about you. You never called to check in!"
Mark hung up the phone and said, "I have to go home guys. My mom's freaking out."
Roger frowned. "So? You always ignore her calls."
Mark ignored him and walked out the door. As he was opening the door he bumped into Cha-Cha. "Hey, Markie!" she said happily. Mark smiled at her and kept walking.
Cha-Cha watched him leave and then sat at the table. "What's wrong with him?"
Everyone shrugged. "I don't know, but I'm worried about him," Joanne said.
The next day at school Angel, Collins, Mimi, Joanne, Cha-Cha and Maureen were sitting on the bleachers by the football field. "Where's Roger?" Mimi asked pouting.
"Maybe he's sick." Collins said.
"Or maybe him and Mark are getting it on. You think it's a coincidence they're both missing?" Maureen said smiling. "Mark and Roger...now that would be hot."
Mimi sat up. "Oh my gosh what if they are hooking up?"
"Meems, relax. You know they aren't" Angel said calmly. Just as she was finishing talking Roger came running over. He stopped in front of Mimi, out of breath. "What's wrong, hun?" Mimi asked.
"Mark is in the hospital for attempting suicide." Roger said in between breathes.
"What?" Angel gasped.
"Is he alright?" Cha-Cha asked jumping to her feet.
"I don't know." Roger said. "His mom called my cell a few minutes ago. Come on. He is at the hospital."
Everyone started following Roger, but Angel stopped when she noticed Collins wasn't with them. "Come on, baby." she said.
"You go ahead. I'm going to hack onto the attendance list on the computers and mark us all there." He said walking over to Angel. He grabbed her hands and kiss the top of her head. "I'll be there in an hour."
Angel smiled and gave Collins a hug. She ran and caught up with her friends.
Roger ran into the waiting room followed by everyone else. "We're here to see Mark Cohen." Mimi said.
The nursed smiled and gave them the room number.
Mark was asleep when they got there. Mark's mom was sitting in a chair crying and his dad was standing in the corner. "Mrs. Cohen, how's Mark?" Maureen asked softly.
Mark's mom frowned when she saw her. She didn't like Mark's ex. "He'll be alright."
"What happened?" Cha-Cha asked.
Mark's father coughed into his hand and then said, "I guess we didn't hear Mark when he came home. We were talking-"
"Fighting." Mark's mom said interrupting him. "We always fight. No wonder he hates us."
"Anyway." Mark father continued. "We found him in his bedroom with a razor and he was bleeding and passed out."
The door slammed open and Collins ran in. Everyone turned to look at him. They all faced Mark again when they heard him stir.
A few hours later Mark's dad left for work and Mark's mom when home to be with Mark's sister.
Mimi and Roger fell asleep along with Joanne and Maureen. Angel and Collins were staring out with window holding each other. Cha-Cha was half asleep next Mark.
Mark opened his eyes and looked around at his friends. He frowned and closed his eyes.
