"Can you believe her?" Helena asked Mark.

"Who?"

"Maureen."

"What'd she do?" Mark asked.

"She ruined Mimi and Roger's wedding." Helena said.

Mark looked at her. "I'd wouldn't of be their wedding with out something big like this happening."

"But now their going to be worried on their wedding night and-" Helena was saying.

"Like they haven't gone at it before." Mark told her.

"Maureen ruined the day!" Helena exclaimed.

"Like she wanted this."

"Oh cut the crap Mark." Helena said. "She did this to herself! You saw the blood tests she hadn't taken AZT for at least a month! She has no excuses, now that we all have some money!"

"Of course she has no excuses, she's in a coma!" Mark asked. Even though he was over Maureen, he didn't want to hear her being talked about this way.

"I'm just making a point." She stated.

"And I'm telling you that your point is kinda mean." Mark shot back. "I mean look at you! You come out of the loft twice a day! Your holed up in your bedroom with your stupid typewriter."

"I told you that I was working on my new book!" Helena cried.

"Well, maybe you should date the book instead of me!" Mark said.

"At least my book isn't mean to me!" Helena said, and stomped away.

"So are we over or something?" Mark said as Helena was walking around.

Her face flushed. "Yes." She said. "Have a nice life."

……………

Helena ran back to the new loft, and packed all of her stuff into her bags, and left a note for Collins to ship her furniture back to Beverley Hills, and some money. She left everyone a note except for Mark.

That night, Helena boarded a plane, and got sent back to the hellhole she was raised in.

……………

"How's she doing?" Roger asked Mark.

"Still hasn't gotten up." Mark answered. "You an Mimi should seriously go back to the loft. It's your wedding night."

Roger vaguely nodded. "Where'd Helena go?"

"Back to Beverly Hills." Mimi answered.

"What?" The two guys asked.

Mimi widened her eyes. "You didn't see the note?"

"No…" Roger said, and grabbed it out of Mimi's hand.

"What happened?" Mimi asked.

Mark defended himself. "She was acting like a bitch, that's what happened."

"You don't mean that." Mimi said.

"She was saying how what happened two Maureen was her own fault, and how she deserved it." Mark told her.

Mimi shook her head. "She doesn't mean it." She turned to Roger. "It's a five sentence note! Could you read a little slower?"

"Hey, I'm not done!" Roger said.

………..

Collins had the post-it note with the address that Carrie gave him. Apparently these were her rich foster parents, living on none other than 57th street.

He went up to the building, took the elevator straight to the top, and knocked. A maid in a black dress answered, and brought him into the living room.

Carrie's new foster parents were middle-aged, blonde and rich. The man, Mr. Klap, was balding slightly, and the woman, Mrs. Klap, had a short Kiera Knightly haircut. They moth had expensive clothes and shoes on. Collins wondered how the heck Carrie was living with these people.

"Uh, I just wanted to see Carrie." Collins said.

"Carrie?" The woman said, taking a sip of her martini. "We haven't seen Carrie in a while."

"You haven't seen her?" Collins was about ready to explode.

"Where did she go?" Mr. Klap asked.

"You two are talking about her like she's a toy or something!" Collins said. "News flash, she's a sixteen year old young woman, who happens to be pregnant, and needs attention!"

"Well, I wasn't aware that she was gone until you came over here." Mrs. Klap said.

"Do you know where she went?" Collins asked.

The couple just looked at each other.

Collins heavily sighed. "I'm just gonna go show myself out the door."

……………

"How's Maureen?" Joanne asked, as Mark came through the door.

"Still not up." Mark said.

"Its been a month." Joanne said.

"Jo, she'll muddle though." Mark said. "She always does."

…………….

"SPEAK!"

"Hey, Collins, its Helena. How's Maureen? Any news on Carrie? We'll find her for sure. I'm printing more posters, and praying every night. I'll talk to ya later."

"Mark! Don't be down on this Helen girl! She can be lesbian too! They'll never know what they're missing!"

"For Gods sake!" Mark yelled to nobody in particular. "She didn't go lesbian!"

(Okay, only two or three more chapters to go! Thanks to all of my reviewers. I'd update more tonight, but I pigged out at the movies and I feel disgusting. Review please)