This is my fan fic. Maybe it's stupid- i don't know. Please review!
We all pushed the tables together as the waiter yelled at us. It's always so much fun pissing him off. Then we all pulled chairs around the tables. I don't know why we do that, we always end up standing on the table. But wherever we end up, the end of the night is the same- Maureen and Joanne have just forgiven each other about their most recent fight, Mimi and Rodger go home for some… fun, as do Collins and Angel. As for me, I go home alone. Well, me and Rachel- Maureen's and my 12 year old daughter. That's the way it has been and how we hoped it would always be. But tonight was different. We all sat in our chairs in silence.
Finally the silence was broken by of course- Maureen. "Oh, come on people. Say something! We need to talk about it… please." There was a long pause. Suddenly Maureen's voice got a little sterner. "Come on Pookie" she said to Joanne, "We're going home." Joanne didn't respond. "Pookie!"
"No." Joanne said. It was the first time she'd spoken all night. "We can't pretend it's not true. You have… no. No! Are you trying to kill me? I can't." Maureen began to cry. It was the first time I'd ever seen her cry before. Not even when she found out the news did she cry. Then Maureen made her first mistake. She turned her back. I rushed over to her. She pulled me outside.
"Shh, shh, it's okay. It's going to be okay." I whispered in her ear so softly I wasn't even sure she heard. "How is it going to be okay?" She yelled in my face. "What about Rachel?" She whispered. "What about Joanne? Marky, what about me? What's going to happen to me? Will I be alright?" A river began to flow from Maureen's eyes. She wrapped her arms around me and put her head on her shoulder. "I can't make any promises." I said. It seemed like we stayed there forever. Suddenly, Maureen's belt began to beep.
She looked up at me. "My first AZT."