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April Showers Bring May Flowers
Summary: Who is April? What if she was still alive? Would Roger and Mimi still fall in love? Would Angel and Collins still meet the same way? How would the plot of the movie/play change? Would Mimi Angel Roger, and Collins still have AIDS? Read to find out.
La Vie Boheme B
(Present Day)
December 26th 1989
9:00pm E.S.T.
"Kiss me – it's beginning to snow." Mimi whispered and that's exactly what Roger did. After he led her inside by wrapping his arm around her shoulders to warm her and opened the door into the life. She brushed off the snow on her shoulders and hair. Then looked at Roger, she reached up and brushed off the snow in his hair. They both stopped what they were doing and leaned forward meeting each other in a kiss.
All the others looked on and clapped. They all knew that they would get together. Mimi and Roger broke apart as Collins and Roger helped Mimi up onto the bar. "To dance!"
"No way to make a living, masochism, pain, perfection, muscle spasms, chiropractors, short-careers, eating disorders!" When Mimi was done, Roger helped her off of the bar and kissed her lightly as Mark jumped up to the bar.
"Film!"
"Adventure, tedium, no family, boring locations, dark rooms, perfect faces, egos, money, Hollywood and sleaze!" Mark jumped off the bar just as Angel made her way up onto the bar.
"Music!"
"Food of love, emotion, mathematics, isolation, rhythm, power, feeling, harmony, and heavy competition!" Angel jumped off the bar and Maureen and Collins jumped up onto the bar. One on either end of the bar.
"Anarchy!" Everybody sang and Mimi looked around for Benny. He was gone – thank god. Her arms were tightly around Roger's neck and his were around her waist. They watched as Maureen and Collins made their way across the bar to meet in the middle.
"Revolution, justice, screaming for solutions, forcing changes, risk, and danger, making noise and making pleas!" Maureen and Collins wrapped their arms around each other as they sang.
"To faggots, lezzies, dykes, cross dressers too!"
"To me!" Maureen shouted as Collins and Angel helped her off the bar before Collins jumped off after her. They walked towards the tables that they had started off at.
"To me!" Mark stepped up on one of the wooden chairs.
"To me!" Angel and Collins said together and they gathered around the tables. Mark, Mimi, Roger, Joanne, and Maureen were all there along with some other people.
"To you, and you and you, you and you! To people living with, living with, living with… Not dying from disease! Let he among us without sin, be the first to condemn!" All seven of them stood upon the tables. Angel and Collins were together, Mimi and Roger were together, and Joanne and Maureen were together. Mark walked around the lovers.
"La vie Boheme, la vie Boheme! La vie Boheme!"
"Anyone out of the mainstream?" He made his way past Angel and Collins and too Mimi and Roger who were attempting to make-out, but had found that not successful. They danced instead, his arms resting on her stomach, her back towards him.
"La vie Boheme!"
"Is anyone in the mainstream?"
"La vie Boheme!"
"Anyone alive – with a sex drive?" Mark left Mimi and Roger and walked over to Joanne and Maureen who were happy just holding each other.
"La vie Boheme!"
"Tear down the wall… Aren't we all? The opposite of war isn't peace..." Joanne broke away from Maureen and looked at Mark who was standing behind her.
"What is?" She questioned and Mark smiled.
"It's creation!" Everybody cheered.
"La vie Boheme… VIVA, la vie Boheme!" They all stopped at the same moment as everybody around them started to cheer. Mimi laughed and kissed Roger and after she pulled away, they both got off the tables and sat down again. Their orders came and everybody started to eat. This time, Mimi was seated next to Roger and Mark was sitting down next to Angel, Collins on the other side of Angel. The next thing that Angel knew it was later in the night.
Say an hour and a half later! They had been sitting around those tables talking and making-out for some people and they hadn't even noticed.
"Collins?"
"Yeah babe?"
"What time is it?"
"Ten-thirty… Why?"
"I was just wondering." Angel took a sip of her drink and looked around for April.
" Mimi?" Angel questioned her best friend.
"Mmmmm?" She said and broke away from Roger. She looked at Angel – her eyes warning her not to disturb her ever again.
"Where's April?" The question hadn't occurred to her before, she had just thought that April was enjoying herself here and was talking with somebody else. Mimi looked at Angel as she thought this and shrugged.
"I don't know…" She trailed off her eyes searching the room for the redheaded girl. Her eyes landed back on Angel and Angel shrugged. She didn't know where April was either. Angel smiled slightly.
"Shall we?"
"What are you two up too?" Collins questioned as he watched Roger talk to Maureen and Joanne – his arm draped casually around his new girlfriends' chair.
"Don't worry about it Ang, I'll get this one, you'll get the next one."
"You sure?" Angel questioned and Mimi nodded.
"I'll see you at the loft?" Mimi asked.
"Yeah, I'll be there around eleven? You'll be okay – right?"
"Ah yes… The worst thing that could happen to me is – well nothing. You know how New York is, lights everywhere I'll be fine. Roger?"
"Mmmhmm?"
"I'm heading home for the night… I'll see you in the morning?"
"Hopefully." He joked and kissed her quickly. "Want me to walk you home?"
"Were you not listening to anything I just said?"
"I was listening to Maureen?"
"Oh so now Maureen is more important then me?" She teased and he kissed her before she could say anything more. She broke away and smiled.
"I have to get going, I have to find April. Bye everybody!" She said and everybody waved and yelled 'bye' or 'see you chica!' Mimi found it quite interesting though. She kissed Angel on the cheek before giving Roger one last kiss and walking out of the door.
"Take me out tonight!" She whispered and ran down the streets clutching her jacket close to herself. She made it to her building in a couple of minutes and ran up the stairs finding boxes in the way of the loft door. She looked around and opened one of the boxes. It was her shirts and skirts. She looked around and went into her pockets and purse searching for her keys.
What had she done with them? She had always been pretty disorganized – but she never thought she would lose her keys… Did she leave them inside?
"Ugh, I'm such an idiot." She ran her fingers through her curly brown hair and looked around the boxes. Why the hell were all her clothing and belongings outside of the loft? She finally saw the white little paper and picked it up. She read it over carefully.
Mimi – chica!
This is your stuff; please take it to wherever you want because you don't live here anymore. Go back to the hole you crawled out of – and I mean that lovingly of course. I know what you did with Roger and this time I'm not going to forgive you. I gave you plenty of warning and this is what you give me. Go back to Mexico bitch.
XOXO
April – call me when you get a life.
"What the hell! I'm not from Mexico." She shouted and felt tears welling up in her eyes. Not only had she lost a place to live – she lost her friend… April was never going to forgive her, was Roger going to forgive her? What was going to happen? She slid down against the wall and let her sobs escape her body where she wanted to keep them.
-:-
(Present Day)
December 26th 1989
11:00pm E.S.T.
Angel and Collins walked hand in hand up the stairs with Mark and Roger trailing along behind them. They all stopped a few feet away from all the boxes. Angel looked strangely at them and then at the loft door. Mimi… Angel thought as she saw one of Mimi's shirts sticking out of the boxes.
"Mimi?" A sob was heard on the other side of the boxes. Angel let go of Collins and made her way around the boxes. She saw the young nineteen year old girl collapsed against the wall sobbing and crying her heart out. Roger followed Angel and bent down on the other side of Mimi while Angel was sitting in front of Mimi. Roger wrapped his arms tightly around Mimi who invited the comfort with open arms.
"Mimi – what happened?" He questioned and kissed her forehead gently as she handed Angel a crumpled piece of paper.
"What is this?" Angel asked and looked at the note. What the hell – Mimi's not from MexicoWere the first thought that flew through Angel's mind. She looked towards the loft door and fished out her keys. They she quickly opened the door and slid it back. April was sitting in one of the chairs and eating quickly.
"What the hell April?" Angel questioned as she threw the note in April's lap. "What do you think you're doing?"
"I'm doing exactly what I'm suppose to do."
"And what is that?"
"Kick Mimi out." Mark and Collins could be heard in the hallway. Mark was soothing Mimi with just saying that this was all a mistake and tomorrow they would be good as new.
"Why the fuck would you do that?" Angel was a total different person when she got mad – which was barely ever, now was an exception. Mimi was her best friend and she couldn't let April treat her like that.
"Roger… She hooked up with Roger; I told her over and over again that if she did she would be kicked out. She didn't take my warnings seriously."
"April – she's nineteen! She doesn't know what she's doing."
"I don't care, I told her. I have hurt from losing him every single day and now she's just going off and being a bitch about it? I don't think I'm gonna let it slide."
"April! That's not fair to her; she had no place to go."
"That's her problem."
"You're such a bitch!"
"I can kick you out too!"
Angel stopped for a second. She didn't know why she was doing this. Was it worth? Then she and Collins would have no place to go… She stopped talking and April laughed. April was always right; she knew that Angel wouldn't yell at her if she knew that she was going to be kicked out to the streets.
"That's what I thought." April sat up straighter. "Now go tell that bitch that you're staying here."
"I – I won't – I can't!"
"You can and you will." April said and got up; she stuck out both of her arms and quickly pushed Angel out of the door. Angel walked towards the still sobbing Mimi.
"What – did – she – say – Angel?" Mimi questioned, her words separated, not flowing in one second but each word was said then there was a pause and a sob and the next word would come out of her mouth.
"She said you got what you deserved." Mimi buried her head in Roger's shoulder and cried harder. He didn't say anything, just kissed the top of her head.
"We're going to find a new place… Together right Ang? Best friends forever?" Mimi's voice was muffled and all Angel could do was stand there as Mark, Roger, and Collins watched her.
" Mimi…" Angel sat down on the other side of Mimi. She gently picked up her head and forced Mimi to look at her. "Listen to me."
"You're going to come with me right?" Mimi asked and Angel shook her head slowly.
"I can't."
"What – What are you talking about?"
"I can't just come with you Mimi, I have… I have a life too you know." Angel forced the words out of her mouth. Mimi choked on her sobs and stood up.
"We can still see each other?"
"Why would I ever want to see you again?" Mimi yelled and shook her head and pointed at Angel. "What the hell Angel? Best friends forever my ass! I knew it – I always knew that you loved April better, she was more mature and everything."
"Mimi-chica, that's not how it is."
"Yes it is! It's the only reason that you're not coming with me."
"No – No it's not! I love you Mimi, you're my best friend and like my sister! I would never love April more then you!"
"Then why are you doing this to me? Why are you killing me?"
"Mimi! I don't have any place to go – where are you going to go?"
"Why?" Mimi merely said and Angel shrugged.
"I don't have that much money Mimi, I can't just leave everything behind – I have Collins also you know."
"And I have Roger! What the hell?"
"I can't just leave him behind and move with you anywhere you wanted."
"You can't even support me – my so called best friend can't support me. She said and I quote: And don't worry sweetie, nothing can tear us apart. You're my best friend, and only best friend! Oh god – what a joke."
"Mimi! I'm sorry."
"Leave me the fuck alone, go to April – and I never ever want to see your face ever again." Mimi grabbed something from the boxes and ran down the steps, tears were falling down her face and her heels were clicking against the metal stairs. Roger, Mark, and Collins just stood there while Angel stood up – she wasn't crying – and walked into the loft.
"I'm going to – to bed." She said her voice sounding like she was choking her sobs back. She closed the door slightly and walked away. Mark was the first to speak.
"Let's just have Mimi stay with us for awhile." Mark said and Collins nodded.
"I'll help bring her stuff up."
"I'm going to look for her." Roger decided and they all went in separate directions, not believing what had just happened.
-:-
(Present Day)
December 27th 1989
12:00am E.S.T.
Mimi ran – she ran as far as she could from the man she had bought the powder from. She searched the box and quickly tied up her upper arm. She hated Angel and April for everything – for everything that she was about to do. She got her arm read when a guy came running down the alley.
"Mimi!" She stopped, her ears remembering the familiar tone.
"Roger?" He ran towards her, taking the needle out of her hands and throwing the powder away. He took off the blue strap that she had wrapped around her arms and he threw everything else away.
"Mimi – what the hell are you doing?"
"I'm taking away my pain."
"Your four years clean… You can't go back."
" Roger… Please…" She fell against and started to sob. She hated this; she hated Angel for leaving her. " Angel – she – she's gone… She hates me, I hate her."
Roger leaned against her and kissed the top of her head. "She doesn't hate you."
"It wouldn't matter if she didn't hate me – I hate her."
"Meems."
"I – I – have nowhere to go Rog."
"Come, stay with me and Mark." She looked up, her eyes searching his.
"Are you – are you sure?"
"Yes, everything will be fine."
"Roger – I love you." She mumbled the final part so he couldn't hear her. He held her as she sat on his lap, her head against his shoulder. She fell asleep and Roger quickly picked her up gently and then carried her back to the building.
End of La Vie Boheme B