THE NEXT MORNING
"Are you ready?" Roger asked Mimi the next morning. They were going to the police office, to give them more information which Mimi had revealed to Roger the night before.
Mimi stared at her coffee mug, wide-eyed, and nodded.
Roger patted her arm, gently. "Mark, can you give me the keys?" Roger yelled into the other room.
"Coming!" Mark yelled back.
"He's letting me drive his car," Roger explained to Mimi.
"He has a car?"
"It's my mom's," Mark said, entering the kitchen. "I think it was a pity-present." He tossed the keys to Roger.
"Pity for what?" Roger asked him, catching them.
"I don't know." He grinned, sheepishly. "For being her son, I guess."
Roger rolled his eyes. "You poor thing."
Mark glanced out the window. "It's starting to pour."
"It is?" Roger looked for himself. "Fuck."
"Take my umbrella," Mark offered. "It's in the car."
Roger laughed. "You're prepared for anything, aren't you?"
Mark nodded.
"We'll be back in an hour or two," Roger told him, taking Mimi's hand.
"Alright," Mark said. "Have fun."
Roger rolled his eyes. "Right," he said, as he and Mimi went out the door.
They walked downstairs, for the elevator had been broken down for about a month, and walked a block down to the parking lot, clutching each other's hands, tightly.
Roger opened the car door and pulled an umbrella out of the front seat. "Can you stick this in the trunk?" he asked Mimi. She nodded and walked over to the rear of the car.
Roger fiddled with the lock on the door, and suddenly, out of nowhere, he felt a strong force collide into his shoulder, knocking him off his feet.
"What-the," he sputtered, and looked up to see an unrecognizable man hovering over him. Instantly, he knew it was Kyle. He heard Mimi scream his name. Dazed, he glanced up at the stranger, the rain penetrating his eyes.
"Well, you're Roger then, I assume," Kyle laughed, kicking him quickly in the side.
"Please, Kyle…stop," Mimi pleaded with him, desperately as Roger winced.
Kyle turned to face Mimi. "I told you to call off the cops," he said coldly, pointing his finger between her eyes. "Now Terry knows, and I'm out of a job. And Roxy won't speak to me. Was it so hard just to throw the fucking cops off?" he yelled at her. "I told you there'd be a price to pay."
While he was talking, Roger slowly stood to his feet. This was the guy who had been causing him and Mimi so much pain for the past few days. This was the prick who'd nearly ruined what they had together.
Before he realized what he was doing, Roger landed a blow to the back of Kyle's head. Kyle whipped around, infuriated, and punched Roger in the jaw, throwing him off. Mimi screamed at him and tried to pull him off, and finally, Kyle violently flung her off of him, throwing her to the ground.
Out of the corner of his eye, Roger saw Mimi fall, elbows first. He didn't see her try to get back up. "YOU SICK FUCKING SON OF A BITCH," he screamed slamming his fist into Kyle's back. "YOU SHOULD BE IN JAIL, YOU SICK FUCK."
"This is all your girlfriend's fault," Kyle grunted, trying to take another swipe at Roger. "If she wasn't such a whore…" He was cut off by Roger's fist colliding into his mouth.
"DON'T YOU EVER FUCKING TOUCH HER AGAIN! DO YOU HEAR ME?!" he screamed, grabbing Kyle by the collar. To his relief, he saw Mimi begin to stir, slowly..
"What the fuck is going on here?" another stranger's voice demanded. Then, "Jesus Christ. What the hell's going on."
"Call the police," Roger shouted at the man. "This guy's a criminal."
"Kiss my ass," Kyle spat at him, but the guy was already rushing to the payphone. A few moments later, he returned, with another man. "Alright. I called the police. They're on their way down here."
"Goddamn it," Kyle yelled, trying to throw Roger off of him.
"Whoa, now," one of the two men said quickly, and the two of them ran over to help hold him down. Once they had Kyle under control, Roger rushed over to Mimi's side.
"Meems?" he whispered. "Can you hear me?"
He felt for her pulse and shook her, gently.
Mimi slowly opened her eyes, wincing as Roger slowly helped her sit up. "Are you alright?"
"I think so," Mimi whispered. "Where's Kyle?"
Roger pointed. "They're holding him down. The police'll be here any minute."
Mimi smiled, weakly. "Good."
"Are you sure you're okay?" Roger said quickly, holding his hand up in front of her face. "How many fingers am I holding up?"
"I can't tell…you keep moving them." Mimi said, following Roger's shaky hand with her eyes.
Roger smiled, and hugged her tightly to his chest. "I snapped when I realized it was him," he murmured. "I want to fucking kill him." He looked down. "Meems, your knee's bleeding."
"It is?" she looked at her knee.
"Here." He quickly grabbed a few tissues from Mark's car, and came back and pressed a wad of them tightly against her knee. "Does it hurt?"
"No…it's fine. I just feel kind of dizzy. Like I might pass out," she smiled, weakly, and Roger noticed she was having a hard time keeping her balance.
"Just sit down," he instructed her, as he heard the wail of police sirens begin to come closer. "That's the police," he said, stupidly. "Meems?" he said, shaking her shoulder, gently, trying not to let her pass out.
"Okay, what's happening?" one of the officers asked, as he got out of the car. He looked at Kyle. "This man attack you?"
Roger nodded. He would explain the rest later. "Yeah. I'm fine. I think my girlfriend hit her head or something, though."
"Let me see." The officer crouched down in front of Mimi and shone a light into her eyes. Mimi stared back, blankly. "She might have a concussion," the officer said. "But I don't think it's anything too serious. We'll get this guy downtown, and you two to a hospital?"
"Yeah." Roger helped Mimi to her feet. "C'mon, Meems." He ignored Kyle's deathly glare at him from the opposite police car. He felt like a huge weight was being lifted off his shoulders as the police car drove off.
Maybe now, finally, things would start to settle down.
Author's Note: Yeah, that kinda sucked. I feel like I'm about to pass out myself. My head hurts. On account of the pain I went through to finish this, review lol. Go!