"Forces are Gathering"
Disclaimer: I do not own Rent, or any of its characters (although I wish I owned Roger…) and this is purely for fun. In fact it's my first fic, so please don't throw flaming arrows at me or anything. Donuts would be nice. Comments, critiques, criticism, all is welcome. This chapter is a little short, sorry.
Chapter Five: Bridezilla
"What is with this crappy music!" Maureen exclaimed. She rose from her seat, despite the small protest from Mark, and headed over to the band, hips swaying as she walked. From a distance, the group observed as Maureen leaned over to the vocalist of the band; running her finger down his jaw line, giggling and flashing him her award-winning smile while Mark pretended not to notice. Soon the brunette beauty returned with a triumphant smile. "He said he'll play a good song next."
As promised, the band began to pick up and their rendition of AC/DC's "Shook Me All Night Long" began blasting through the speakers. With expressions of excitement on their faces, both Maureen and April pulled their dates onto the dance floor, soon followed by Collins and Martin. The six of them owned the dance floor while all the other guests stared in shock. By the look on Alison's face, April could tell she was far from pleased with the Bohemians' music of choice. Taking matters into her own hands, April decided to spice things up a bit, she moved closer to Roger, dancing with moves that were not suitable for young children's eyes; grinding her hips up into him. And as expected, this set off a fuse within Alison, and her parents as well.
Roger was in the middle of his air guitar solo when the music suddenly cut. Groans were heard from those on the dance floor as all eyes turned to Alison who was stationed near the band. You could almost see the steam emitting form her as she stormed over to the Bohemians.
"NO music will be played that isn't on my list." Alison demanded with a threatening tone, yet managed to keep her voice just above a whisper. "And no more of that kind of dancing. You all are a disgrace." Her eyes narrowed to April, then shifting over to the others.
"Sweetie, calm down. They-" Benny had come up behind her, wrapping his arms around the waist of his new bride. But his attempts to calm her down were in vain as she pushed him away and directed her anger toward him, still managing to keep her voice to a whisper.
"Don't you stand up for them! It's your fault they're here! I just wanted to have a perfect wedding day, is that so hard to ask? These lower class, lazy bums are your problem, you take care of them." Her voice rose gradually throughout her tirade, however only loud enough for those on the dance floor to 'overhear' her threat.
"Fuck you Muffy!" expressions of shock and embarrassment came over Benny and Alison's faces as Roger used their 'special' nickname. "Just because we're not sell-out yuppie scum like you two, doesn't mean you can treat us like shit! I could be rich too if my daddy bought me everything I asked for you spoiled bitch!"
"Roger…" Stepping up, Mark put a hand on Roger's shoulder to calm him down, only to be roughly shrugged off. There was no calming Roger when he got like this, and Mark new that all too well.
"Be quiet Roger." Benny warned with a firm tone. While Alison stood behind him, her mouth gaping open in shock. "Do not embarrass me in front of these people." He said in a low whisper that only Roger and perhaps Mark could hear.
"I'll do whatever the fuck I want Benny." He snapped back. "And don't' act so superior, you were just like us not too long ago. The only thing that makes you different is that you're fucking a rich man's daughter!"
Before Roger could continue he had a fist slamming into his face, sending him backwards. Gasps were heard throughout the room as Mark and Collins quickly caught him, preventing him from hitting the floor as April rushed to his side.
"What the hell, you ass!" April shot up at Benny as she crouched beside her boyfriend, looking at the damage that was done.
Mark stood up, stepping forward, only inches away from Benny's face, though still considerably shorter than him. It was the first time Benny had seen Mark looking so pissed off in a long time. "They were right. You have changed. I don't' know why I ever stuck up for you. Have fun with your new life Benny." He spat bitterly as he helped Collins prop Roger up.
After giving Benny a venomous look, Roger turned to leave, holding his nose up to stop the bleeding. Mark and April followed him out, followed by a rather confused and surprised Martin. Collins paused, turning to face Benny for a moment. "Wow man…" his voice did not hide his disappointment in his buddy as he turned to follow his friends out.
"Way to go Benny." Maureen's voice was dripping with sarcasm and disgust as she began a slow clap. "Not only did you lose all your friends, but now you've got them hating your yuppie guts. Have a nice life with Muffy." And to complete her dramatic exit, Maureen snootily lifted her head in the air, turning on her heels, and clicked them across the dance floor as she made her way out the doors.