SLY Chapter 6, Confusions, Part 3

"Why? Why? Why?" Jason blubbered, with every word pausing to take another drink. Phillip had been at Jason's apartment for a little over an hour, and already Jason was drunk off his feet. However, his plan to forget Mimi was not going so well.

"I don't know why, Jase." Phillip said, not too sober himself. He stood up and walked into Jason's study, where there was a small collection of medieval swords. He picked one up, twirled it around, and walked back into the living room. "I say, you challenge Rex to a dual at dawn!"

Jason looked up, took another drink, and laughed. "Hiring a hit man would be easier."

Phillip thought this over for a moment. He sat down. "True."

Jason opened another bottle of beer. "Where did I go so wrong?" He asked, his face sad again.

Phillip took another drink. "I don't think it's anything you did. She loves Rex. He loves her. That's what it is, I think."

"But why?" Jason blubbered, nursing his drink. "I love her, too."

Phillip didn't hear what his friend and drinking partner had just said, as he was now standing up and trying to get Jason to sword fight him.

"Not now, not now." Jason said, laying down on the couch. He had a lot to think about. He had never actually loved someone before. "Love sucks." He muttered, just before his eyelids fluttered shut.

"Belle, why is this happening?" Mimi asked, crying into Belle's pillow. Phillip was out for the night, so Mimi was staying with Belle.

"I don't know sweetie, all I know is you need to figure out what you want to do about it." Belle said, rubbing Mimi's back and handing her more tissues.

"What do you mean, what do I want to do about it? I can't do anything about it. I certainly don't want to watch Linda the wicked witch of NetCorp parading around with Jason!" With that, Mimi began crying again.

"You can't do this to yourself, Mimi. I won't let you. You need to be stronger." Belle insisted, hating having to say the words, but knowing Mimi needed to hear them. It was time Mimi learned how strong she really was.

Mimi sat up. Strength. She could be strong. She would just need to be more independent. She could do that. And she knew how she would do that.

"Thanks Belle, you're right. I have to go. I have a lot to do." Mimi said, grabbing her purse and shoes and running out of the apartment.

Belle stood in the living room and watched her leave. "Glad to be of help." She muttered to no one, not sure what she had done. She simply meant that it was time that Mimi told Jason she loved him, and to fight for him if that was what it took.

The next morning, a dead tired and puffy- eyed Mimi walked into Jason's very dark office. A long night of calls, research, and typing had laid out her new path for her. This would be the hard part. And after this, everything would be much easier.

Jason winced as he heard someone walk into his office. Sound was his enemy. A long night of drinking had left it's mark, causing one massive hangover.

Mimi glared as she saw how tired Jason was. It was obvious that Linda had tired him out. "Ugh." She said in disgust, and walked over to his desk.

"Mimi." He said, relieved to see her there, in his office.

"Mr. Masters." She said, very coolly, very professionally.

The tone in her voice sent shudders of dread down Jason's spine. Something was very, very wrong. This wasn't his Meems. His Meems was warm and loving, not cold and, well, icy.

"What's wrong?" He asked, concerned.

Mimi swallowed hard. This was the part she had not been looking forward to. She handed him the envelope.

"What's this?" Jason asked, his head and heart both pounding. They were pounding for different reasons, but she was the cause of both.

Mimi paused. Once she did this, she could never go back. But Belle was right. She needed to do this. "My resignation."

Jason felt his world come crashing down around him. "No." He said, shaking his pounding head.

"I will serve my two weeks, but after that I'm leaving." With that, she turned around before she began to cry, and walked quickly out.

"Damnit!" Jason screamed, hitting the desk with his fist once she had left. He picked up his phone. "Kally, cancel all the meetings I have today and tell Mike to take care of everything, I'm taking the day off." He told his receptionist before walking out of the office. He had to figure out something, and he only had two weeks to do it. He only knew one thing. There was no way he was going to allow Mimi to walk out of his life without a fight.

Mimi managed to keep the tears from falling and the sobs from overcoming her until she got to her office. There were not enough tissues in the world to help her then. She banged her head on her desk sobbing and hiccupping.

"Phillip, what am I going to do?" Jason whispered, trying to stay calm, and willing his head to stop pounding.

"I'm assuming the dual I mentioned last night is out of the question?" Phillip smirked, his head only slightly pounding.

Jason glared at him. "Great! I'm glad to see my miserable excuse for a life is causing you such humor!" With that, he opened the door, walked out, and slammed it as hard as he could, wincing.

As he strode out of the building, he only knew one thing: He would do anything and everything to keep Mimi. No matter what.