Where was she?
She left her job at six.
It was now nine.
Mark began to worry.
He hadn't realized how scared he was until he heard a knock at the door.
He swore he jumped about three feet in the air.
"Hold on. Be there in a sec"
Who could this be?
Mimi never knocked.
Collins?
Maureen?
Maybe.
Mark opened the door and almost died from the shock.
It was Roger.
His Roger.
The same Roger that ran away and left him and Mimi alone.
He was back?
Mark could have said 'hey' or 'I missed you' or something nice.
But all that came out was
"What are you doing here?"
"Hello, Mark. I missed you too. Me? I've been fine"
Roger and his damn sarcasm.
"I'm so sorry. I have missed you……..a lot"
Roger smiled and made his way back into the abyss ……..the loft.
His REAL home.
Mark noticed that Roger had bags in his hands.
Was he finally back for good? By the looks of it Mark guessed so.
Roger walked directly into his old room.
Oh no.
His old room.
Mimi's new room.
"Where is she?"
"I think she's still at work"
That's where he hoped she was.
"Didn't her shift end like three hours ago?"
It surprised Mark that he still remembered Mimi's work hours.
Maybe that's why he came now.
Was he looking for her?
What would he do if he found out that her and Mark were………together?
"Yea. I don't know where she is"
"You seem worried"
"Why shouldn't I be!"
Mark couldn't believe Roger.
She could be shooting up or getting raped or worse.
"If I know Mimi, that whore, she's probably with You-know who doing god knows what"
Of course Mark knew who and what Roger was talking, well, ranting about. Benny and dancing.
Mark guessed Roger was still mad. But he still shouldn't say things like that about her. It wasn't her fault that she was this exceedingly stunning girl that he had happened to break the heart of. Or was it. He didn't remember what their fight had been about. But he could let Roger talk this way about his Mimi.
Oh god. Mark had just remembered. How was he going to tell Roger that Mimi and he were in love? What would he say? Uh. I know you think she 's a cheating whore but we're in love. Or Maybe he should just not say anything. Mark had learned that with Roger, keeping your mouth shut was the best way to go. So He wouldn't have to know. Not yet anyways.
Mark brain was thinking that while Mark's mouth had a mind of it's own.
That unfortunately loved to say the wrong things at the wrong times.
"How do you know that? Huh? Just because she cheated on you and didn't love you doesn't mean she doesn't love me"
Nice going Mark.
Now why don't you tell him that you and her were making out on the sofa last night?
Roger looked furious.
Now he was in for it.
Mark prayed to every God that he never knew existed.
Please don't let him kill me.
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