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Chapter Three
(Collins POV)
True to his word, Roger picked me up at twelve and we drove in silence.
When we reached the hospital, I led him down to Mark's room and a doctor let Roger inside. Then, without Roger or Mark knowing, I slipped into the room.
Roger went over and knelt by Mark. "Hey, Mark." He smiled softly.
Mark looked up. "Roger?" Roger nodded lightly and Mark seemed amazed, but that only remained for a few seconds. "You aren't Roger!" The camera-man shouted. "You're one of them trying to trick me, but I'm not fooled! My Roger doesn't wear fancy clothes, my Roger doesn't own designer shoes, my Roger doesn't have a cell-phone," his voice got quieter, "my Roger would've come back sooner..."
I saw the hurt on Roger's face and the tears in Mark's eyes. This wasn't going so well...
"Mark," Roger said in a saddened voice, "I am your Roger." When Mark gave him a doubtful look, he continued. "Would a doctor know most of your secrets? Would a doctor be as desperate to help as I am? Would a doctor love you with all his heart and more?" Then, with tears in his eyes as well, Roger said, "Would a doctor do this?" He placed his lips upon Mark's in a small yet passionate kiss. I figured it was time for me to leave.
It's now been six months since all that, and Roger's put his tour on hold. He's living in the loft so he can help Mark, who's getting much better. Another thing you should know, Mark and Roger are now a couple; and I wish them the best on their new lives.
Author's Note: Sorry for the bad ending. Anyways, feel free to review.
Chapter Three
(Collins POV)
True to his word, Roger picked me up at twelve and we drove in silence.
When we reached the hospital, I led him down to Mark's room and a doctor let Roger inside. Then, without Roger or Mark knowing, I slipped into the room.
Roger went over and knelt by Mark. "Hey, Mark." He smiled softly.
Mark looked up. "Roger?" Roger nodded lightly and Mark seemed amazed, but that only remained for a few seconds. "You aren't Roger!" The camera-man shouted. "You're one of them trying to trick me, but I'm not fooled! My Roger doesn't wear fancy clothes, my Roger doesn't own designer shoes, my Roger doesn't have a cell-phone," his voice got quieter, "my Roger would've come back sooner..."
I saw the hurt on Roger's face and the tears in Mark's eyes. This wasn't going so well...
"Mark," Roger said in a saddened voice, "I am your Roger." When Mark gave him a doubtful look, he continued. "Would a doctor know most of your secrets? Would a doctor be as desperate to help as I am? Would a doctor love you with all his heart and more?" Then, with tears in his eyes as well, Roger said, "Would a doctor do this?" He placed his lips upon Mark's in a small yet passionate kiss. I figured it was time for me to leave.
It's now been six months since all that, and Roger's put his tour on hold. He's living in the loft so he can help Mark, who's getting much better. Another thing you should know, Mark and Roger are now a couple; and I wish them the best on their new lives.
Author's Note: Sorry for the bad ending. Anyways, feel free to review.