For this is chapter 4. I hope you're all liking it its kinda just something my mind cooked up. a few people are saying that Roger and Maureen is just not right or something that they hate each other. Well this is why they do or my take on it and how it started before she left Mark for Joanne. So i hope you enjoy the chapter and review if you want more. I know they are short but i don't have alot of time to write big chunks. Enjoy...Allie
Collins stared at the phone but didn't bother to pick it up. The wrath of Cindy was terrible. She had moved uptown a little while ago and even though He had only met her twice he knew the dangers.
There was a soft knock at the door.
"Who is it?" A lazy Collins yelled from the couch. The door slid open and Maureen stood, leaning against the door frame. She looked small with out heels on and a Mark looking sweater on.
"Maureen?" He slid off of the couch and up to her.
"Is Mark home?" Collins shook his head. "Is Roger home?"
"Mark is at his sister uptown and Roger stomped off." Maureen sighed deeply her face scrunching slightly. "What happened?"
Maureen's eyes watered as she crumbled down on to the floor. She was never one to cry but some how she felt defeated. She had been caught and found out and things were now ruined. "I cheated on Mark. I screwed his best friend because I was horny and he was ignoring me for that stupid camera and Roger was there. He came over looking for Mark with a bottle of vodka and we went to town. I came on to him. I forgot all about it and left condom in the can and the wrapper on the floor. And then Mark found it."
"Oh" He knelt down to meet her teary eyes. "How do you feel about the two of them?"
"I didn't even like Roger. He to to stuck up. To Roger you know. But Mark he's so cute so innocent so I don't know. I won't say I love him but I really like him."
Collins nodded and got off the floor. He pulled open a pad and scribbled something down. "That's Cindy's address. Go tell Mark every thing you just told me."
Maureen took the slip and got off of the floor. "Thanks Collins. I owe you." She turned and left.
Collins sighed and slipped back on to the couch. "Silly Kids."