Mark gets to the loft, opens the door with his key, and brings Mimi into his bed (since Roger has passed out from all the work he has been doing and is taking up the whole bed, plus Roger looks comfortable, he doesn't want to wake him).

Mark: Night Mimi.

Mimi: (tiredly) Night.
Mark?

Mark: Yeah?

Mimi: Thank you.

Mark: Anytime Mimi. (Shit that didn't sound right)

Mimi: And uh, um, Mark- (Mimi leans over and kisses his cheek).

Mark kisses the top of her head and starts to leave the room.

Mimi: Mark- please- stay here.

Mark: I will.

Mark gets into the bed next to her, with his right arm around her waist. How good it felt to be in the same room, same bed, holding her. They fall asleep together.

Next Morning:

Mark wakes up to the sun rising. He finds himself in a bright room, his room, still hugging Mimi around the waist.

"What time is it?" he thinks, he looks over to the clock. "5:30 AM. Jeez, it's early. Oh, I have to get out of her so Roger doesn't find me and her in the same bed."

Mark closes the blinds and leaves his room and goes to sleep on the couch

Hours later:

Roger: Mimi? Mark, do you know where Mimi is? (He shakes Mark's arm)

Mark: uh, um, what?

Roger: Where is Mimi?

Mark: Oh, uh she is in my bed. We uh, didn't want to wake you so I told her to sleep in my room.

Roger: Oh well tell her that I am going to see the guys ok?

Mark: You're leaving the loft? To go see your rock band guys? Wow, that's a first!

Roger: Oh shut up! I'll be back around 4:30.

Mark: Ok, I'll tell her.

Roger goes into Marks room to find a sleeping Mimi. She looks so peaceful. He goes and kisses her head, then leaves the loft.

Mark looks at the clock; it's 10:00. "Meems is usually up by now." He thinks to himself, "well yesterday was a very big day...I'm going to go check on her." He goes into his room. Mimi is sleeping like an angel. "She is so graceful," he thought, "so fragile, kind of like a snowflake. Wow, I'm a little pathetic hehe." He sits next to her on the bed, softly rubbing her back.

Mimi wakes.

Mimi: (softly) Hmm, oh hey Mark.

Mark: Oh, Mimi, I didn't mean to wake you.

Mimi: No- you didn't, I was waking up anyway. Where's Roger?

Mark: Oh, Rog went to see the guys.

Mimi: Really? Wow, he hasn't seen them in a while.

Mark: Yeah, I know.

There was silence in the room for a while. Mimi and Mark sat there, looking in each other's eyes. Occasionally, Mimi or Mark would look down.

Mimi: Mark- I really want to thank you about last night.

Mark: No- Mimi, you don't have to thank me.

Mimi: No- Mark! I do. It's just -

Mark: Just, what?

Mimi: Uh, never mind- it's not important.

Mark: No- it is- tell me.

Mimi: It's just that nobody has ever done something like that to me before.

Mark: What do you mean? This has happened before?

Mimi nods her head, she feels the tears filling up in her eyes, she can't help it.

Mark: Oh God, Mimi, I'm so sorry- I didn't mean to bring that up- oh God, I'm so sorry.

Mimi: Shh, Mark, it's ok hun, I need to talk about it. Please, will you listen?

Mark: Yes Mimi, of course, I just uh, I just didn't want to make you upset.

Mimi: No- you didn't make me upset- its ok. All right, um well I was 13. I lived in Puerto Rico at the time. My dad, he- he loved me, just - (the tears were now flowing down her face, Mark tried to wipe them away) when his second wife died of aids, he - he went crazy. My mom, she never forgave him for leaving us. I don't blame her, but somehow, I found a part of myself to forgive him. It was hard, but I finally did. I taking a walk one day- and, my dad, he, he was in his car, following me. I didn't know, and he pulled up behind me. I was excited to see him since my mom would only let me talk on the phone with him. He- he pulled me into the car, he put me in the back of the car- he told me to duck. I didn't know- didn't know what he was doing- he brought me to his apartment. And there- he- he

Mark: Oh my God Mimi, I had no idea, I'm so sorry-

Mimi: He raped me. I was only thirteen and had gotten rapped. I couldn't tell my mom, I couldn't. So, I just kept it to myself all these years.

Mark: You mean she doesn't know now?

Mimi: No- and I hate that I didn't tell her, but I just- I couldn't. It was too hard. Anyway, we moved to the USA a couple of years after. I had a boyfriend. We kept it a secret from my Mom. One time, he brought me to his room. I was 14 then, he was 17, he wanted to have sex with me. I wanted to do it with him too. We did it a couple of more times after that, until he broke up with me. I was so stupid. Wasn't even thinking, he - he was HIV+...that's how this happened to me.

Mark: But Mimi, it's not your fault you couldn't have known, it's not your fault.

Mimi: I told him to use protection! I told him- he said, he said that he didn't need to- that it was ok- that I could trust him. I got sick, very sick. My mom wanted to bring me to the hospital. I told her that I would be fine, that I just had a cold. I went for a walk. I was so weak, so young, so sick. I finally collapsed. That's when Angel found me. She, she was about 19-20 then. She brought me to the doctors. I was diagnosed with Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome- AIDS. They gave me AZT's. Angel paid for everything. I still don't know how she got the money, but somehow she paid for it. We became such good friends. I miss her so much. She was like my sister. I lived with her until I was 18 then Benny gave me a good deal, so I moved here. I got a job at the Cat Scratch Club; I don't know why I took it. I knew Frankie was a bastard. (Mimi was now sobbing).

Mark: Oh my God, Mimi. I had no idea, I'm so sorry.

Mimi: Mark- what are you apologizing for? You didn't do anything.

Mark: I know,- I just, oh God Mimi (he held her tightly to his chest).

They held each other for a couple of minutes and then kissed each other. The door opens as they are kissing.

"Mark, Mimi, - Oh my God!"