And 1.
I've been fretting for an ending to this thing for weeks. It wasn't until someone told me that not all endings are happy, that I knew what I wanted to do.
It made me snap out of my world that was full of fairytales with "happily ever afters" and face reality.
So here's the last chapter, a product of my maturity. Hope you won't hate me after it, well at least I stayed true to myself. :) The song is one of my favorites… No Goodbyes by Blue. I don't own it.
Disclaimer: I love rent, but do not own it.
Enjoy.
Mimi's Hospital Room: August 1, 1993, 8 am, Eastern Standard Time
"Roger…"
Don't you know, it's time for me to go
Even though, it hurts to see you cry
The musician looked up and found Mark standing by the door.
But don't you know, you'll never be alone
If you hold me deep inside
"What're you doing here?" he asked, looking back at Mimi.
You know that I would rather stay
But now before I turn away
"Your manager keeps calling the loft. He's getting fucking annoying," Mark said, coming inside.
There's one last thing to you I want to say
"He claims you have a concert tonight, why didn't you tell us?"
Baby there's no goodbyes
I'll always be right by your side
"I forgot," Roger lied.
I may be far away
But you know that my heart will stay with you always
"Well are you going?" Mark eyed his best friend with pitying eyes.
Now I've pictures in the distance
Even though it seems a million miles
Roger shook his head and just focused on Mimi.
But there'll be no more space between us
I'll be there every time you close your eyes
"You haven't left this room in 5 days. Have you even gone to see Clarissa once?" Mark asked.
You know that I would rather stay
But now before I turn away
Roger shook his head again.
There's one last thing to you I want to say
"Doctor said I could bring her home today," Roger muttered absentmindedly. "Can you and Mo take care of her while I'm here with Mimi?"
Baby there's no goodbyes
I'll always be right by your side
"Sure," Mark shrugged. "When's Mimi coming home?"
I may be far away
But you know that my heart will stay with you always
"Not soon I think," Roger sighed.
I don't wanna say the words that people say
Mark shook his head as well and sighed deeply.
Coz when I go away, my love will stay
"Go to the concert."
"No."
"This is your big break."
"No."
"You'll lose your job."
"I don't care."
"It's a huge concert!"
"Again, I don't care."
"Go, Roger," Mimi's voice came from the bed.
In the heart of you, to help you make it through
"Meems, you're awake," Roger stroked her arm up and down lovingly.
Baby that is why, there can be no
"Go to your concert, Roger," her voice was weak but determined.
"I don't want to leave you here," Roger argued defiantly.
"Go."
"What if something…"
"Do it for me?" Mimi tried to smile.
Roger sighed. "Okay, for you."
No Goodbyes
"Meems, I'm bringing you home tomorrow. I know you're going to get better," Roger assured himself.
Baby there's no goodbyes
Mimi shook her head and laughed. "Do as you wish, Mr. Davis."
I'll always be right by your side
"You don't know how much I love you."
I may be far away
"I do."
He kissed her and stood up.
But you know that my heart will stay
"Mark, watch her like a hawk or I will twist your body until you're a pretzel, got it?"
"Got it," Mark said in a squeaky voice.
Roger opened the door.
"Rog…"
He spun around and looked at his wife.
With you
"You don't know how much I love you."
Always.
"Trust me, I do," Roger smiled.
(Roger's POV)
Time's Square: 8 pm, Eastern Standard Time
The crowd's cheers were deafening when we stepped on stage. All our hearts were pounding way past the normal rate, since it was our very first major concert in 3 years. But I knew I was the most nervous. Something was wrong, and I could feel it.
I hadn't told anyone yet, but I had decided that this first concert of ours was also going to be my last. I had a daughter to take care of now.
"YO PEEPZ!" Theo, the bass guitarist yelled through the mic.
"Sup?" I said lamely.
But still, my remark emitted out a wave of shouts from the audience. I raised a hand in the air to acknowledge all of them.
"Uh…" I grabbed the scruff of my shirt.
"This first song is something I wrote three years ago and uh, yeah…"
Screams again.
I gulped. My throat was dry and I had another moment of fright – all chords, words and notes were wiped clean from my brain. And the worst of it was, there was no one there to make me forget my nervousness – she wasn't there.
"Yo, Roger! Start!" my band mates called from behind me.
I turned around to leave, but a voice stopped me.
Roger! At first it was faint.
Roger! Louder this time.
I spun around and searched the audience, wanting to believe that she was there. But I could find no Mimi.
Roger!
My eyes met the bright yellow spotlight, against the black starlit sky. It was blinding, but I managed to see a silhouette beyond the light. There was no mistaking that figure, it had the same brown eyes that I knew and loved so much.
Then I knew that she was gone.
But Mimi was smiling at me from behind the spotlight. I smiled back, though tears were falling. Then I found the courage that she had always given me.
"Mimi, I know you're listening from up there. I love you."
Your eyes
As we said our goodbyes
Can't get them out of my mind
And I find I can't hide
From your eyes
The ones that took me by surprise
The night you came into my life
Where there's moonlight I see your eyes
How'd I let you slip away
When I'm longing so to hold you
Now I'd die for one more day
'Cause there's something
I should have told you
Yes there's something
I should have told you
When I looked into your eyes
Why does distance make us wise?
You were the song all along
And before this song dies
I should tell you I should tell you
I have always loved you
You can see it in my eyes
At the end of the song, the crowd went wild, but I refused to hear them. My tearing eyes were only trained on Mimi. I watched her glide over to me, a faint breeze that kissed my cheek. Back at the spotlight, she mouthed the words "I love you" and with one wave, disappeared.
You know what? No more goodbyes.
Sure enough, that night, Mimi went, bringing with her my love and her hopes to reach a better place.
Though I sorely miss her, I know that we will soon be reunited in a place where there is no more pain, where it will be just the two of us.
Mimi taught me how to live – by love and for love. A love that's everlasting, which will never die. Like the love she gave me.
And so, I continue to fight for her. I live my life for her.
Forget regret, Roger, or life is yours to miss.
FIN
A/N: Thanks for reading. :)