I figured I'd update soon cause I left you guys with a cliffhanger! Though, I must say, this chapter probably isn't much better. I hope you guys like it!

"C…C…Collins?" Joanne asked meekly, hoping the man was only pulling a prank.

"Who the fuck is Collins?" the voice asked, "And did I tell you to talk? Keep your fucking trap closed bitch."

Joanne shut her eyes and bit her bottom lip, trembling the entire time.

"Gimme all your money," the voice said.

"I…I don't have any," Joanne mumbled, "We just got back from a party."

"Then gimme your jewelry,"

"I'm not wearing any," Joanne replied, "It was a very low-key party."

"You've gotta have something valuable on ya,"

"N…n…no, nothing," Joanne said.

The gun was lifted from Joanne's temple and pointed at Mel. "You got anything valuable?" he asked.

Mel shook her head. "No, I don't." she replied, her voice weak.

However, at just that moment, the moonlight caught the diamond on her wedding ring and it sparkled brightly.

"Liar!" the man spat, releasing Joanne and stalking over to Mel, "Give it here!"

Mel trembled, but shook her head 'no'. "No," she said defiantly, "I'd never give this up. My fiancée gave it to me."

"That your fiancée?" the man asked, gesturing to Roger.

Mel shook her head again. "No, that's my friend." She answered.

"Is that so?" the man asked rhetorically before pulling the trigger on his gun and shooting Roger.

Joanne screamed, Mimi rushed to Roger's side and Mel slapped the man across the face.

"What the hell was that for?" she yelled, glaring at the man, who seemed to shrink under her terrifying gaze.

"Um…" he stuttered.

"WELL?" Mel screeched, kicking the man hardly in the shin, "TELL ME!"

"I…uh…" and then the man ran off into the alley.

"YEAH, YOU BETTER RUN!" Mel yelled after him before joining Joanne and Mimi next to Roger.

"Roger," Mimi said, nearly in tears, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," Roger answered weakly, "Just a bit…tired."

"Stay with us Roger," Joanne said, slapping his cheeks lightly as the rocker's eyelids began to droop.

"But I'm…so tired," Roger mumbled, "Mel…Jo…stay away. I'm…bleeding."

"We know Roger," Mel said, staying clear of the blood seeping out of his gut.

"I'm going to go call 911," Joanne said, "And then try and find Collins."

"I'll go to the apartment and get bail for Mark," Mel said, "I know he'll want to be here."

Mimi nodded and watched her friends run off through blurred vision.

"Roger," she whispered, still not allowing the tears to take full control, "Say something."

"I…love you," Roger strained, smiling up at his fiancée, "I'll always…love you. Move on…if I…"

"Don't talk like that," Mimi interrupted, "You're going to make it through this! Please baby,"

Roger smiled weakly and squeezed Mimi's hand before he closed his eyes.

"Roger," she said softly before beginning to sing,

"Your Eyes

As We Said Our Goodbyes

Can't Get Them Out Of My Mind

And I Find I Can't Hide From

Your Eyes

The Ones That Took Me By Surprise

The Night You Came Into My Life

Where There's Moonlight

I See Your Eyes

How'd I Let You Slip Away

When I'm Longing So To Hold You

Now I'd Die For One More Day

'Cause There's Something I Should

Have Told You

Yes There's Something I Should Have

Told You

When I Looked Into Your Eyes

Why Does Distance Make Us Wise?

You Were The Song All Along

And Before The Song Dies

I Should Tell You I Should Tell You

I Have Always Loved You

You Can See It In My Eyes"

By that time the night air was filled once again with blue and red lights. Mimi saw two men get out of the ambulance and head towards them with a stretcher.

Suddenly she felt a hand on her cheek.

"Mimi," Roger whispered, before the men loaded him onto the stretcher and began to haul him off to the ambulance.

"Wait," Mimi called, "Can…can I come? I'm his fiancée."

The men nodded and Mimi obediently followed them to the van with the flashing lights.