Mark's POV

A week later Roger was sitting on the windowsill with his bowl of Captain Crunch just looking intently out the window, I wasn't sure what he could possibly be looking at there was nothing interesting outside, only people rushing to work. I turned to Collins who was looking in the fridge for something.

"Hey Col, can I talk to you?" I asked in a quiet voice, not wanting to disturb the peace of the loft.

"Sure man, you know you always can." He responded shutting the refrigerator and leaning against the counter.

"It's about…" I looked shifted my gaze to the blond across the room. The anarchist just nodded and made a motion with his hand to fallow him, I did and we went to my room.

"What's up?" he asked as I sat on my bed.

"Well he seems so much healthier now, even taking his AZT but why won't he talk?" he hasn't spoken since the day we took him home from rehab. Collins sat down next to me.

"Maybe he doesn't know what to say. His body may be feeling good but his mind-" he tapped my head "is really fucked up." I understood that much, but what was I going to do about it?

"Alright thanks Tom." I stood up and walked out of the room and sat down across from Roger on the windowsill. "What are you looking at?" I asked, trying to start up a conversation, but my best friend just shrugged. "Come on Rog talk to me, what have you got to louse." After waiting a minute for his response I gave up standing up. "I'm going out to film for a bit, want to come? Take a walk with me for a bit?" I offered, I trusted him out of the house now he only craved the drug sometimes, and when he was I always could tell. Roger just shifter his eyes to look up at me, his look told me one thing- leave me alone. I turned around and grabbed my camera off the table leaving the small loft.

As I walked the New York streets I noticed that it was getting colder, well it was now October. My mind then wandered to Roger and how I should by him a new blanket, I didn't want him getting sick, he was in fact HIV positive which meant his immune system wasn't as great as mine- maybe I should give him my blanket. I shrugged off the thought and turned on my camera focusing it on the three homeless people sitting outside an abounded office building each with there own personal bag of stuff the carried, I always wondered what was in them.

"Zoom in on the homeless of Alphabet city, being passed by thee piece suits not even getting a glance." I narrated then began walking again shooting the cars and the verity of people on the street, it was always obvious who was wealthy and how was not. I was coming up to a simple Italian restaurant and stopped short when I saw someone walking into it- Maureen? What would she be doing at a nice place like that? I slowly approached the window and saw her walk in and hug an African American girl and then…kiss her? What the hell is going on? They then sat down and held hands across the table. No, no, no I did NOT dump me for a GIRL. I leaned my head back and looked up at the sky and groaned rubbing my eyes behind my glasses. I then turned off my camera and walked back to the loft frowning.

When I opened the door Roger was still sitting on the windowsill and Collins was sitting on the couch dosing off. I slammed the loft door and angrily walked into my room slamming the door. I couldn't believe her! She didn't even tell me! She could have at least had the courtesy to tell me! I huffed and lay down on my bed with my hands behind my head. I heard a knock on the door and guessed it was Collins- I really didn't want to talk to anyone right now let alone him, but I muttered a "Come in." anyway. When I turned to the person at the doorway it was not Collins but Roger. I sat up and turned to him.

"Rog? What… What's up?" I asked not sure to say. He just stood there looking into my blue eyes. "Do you need anything?" I questioned not sure what was going on. He shook his head and walked into the room more and slammed the door just like I did moments ago. I understood- he wanted to know what was wrong. I sighed, "When I was out filming I saw Maureen go into a restaurant and meet a girl there." He looked at me confused, like so what if I saw Maureen. "They kissed." I saw the rockers mouth twitch into a little smile then actually start… Laughing? It was the first time I'd heard him laugh in forever! "How is that funny? She dumped me for a GIRL!" This only made him laugh harder as he leaned against a wall. "Okay I guess it's kind of funny…" I smirked looking down. Roger always had the ability to make a heavy situation light.

"I'm sorry Mark but that's just hilarious, a girl was better to Maureen then you!" He told me in between his laughs. I full-on smiled and nodded.

"You talked." My best friend then stopped smiling and opened his mouth to say something but then closed it again. I stood up and placed a hand on his shoulder. "I'm glad you did."

"So am I." he responded before walking out. I lay down on my bed and smiled to my self.

Here is the part of the AN where I say sorry for not updating- Im so sorry for not updating, now this is the part I give an exause- I've been in a treatment center for depression so i dont have much time. now here is the part where i thank you- Thanks for reading and reviewing and waiting for me!

*Okay so here is an IMPORTANT QUESTION*

This story will end next chaper or the one after that so here is my question to you!

Should i make a Sequil to this Doing Mimi's withdrawl? i promise it wont be the same. Thanks!