AN- Here's Chapter 18! I'd like to thank Masb1987 for the comment! I really appreciate all the comments, I have 3 now! Yay! Well this chapter is basically going to be just Mark and Roger. Enjoy!
Mark walked into the room and looked around. Roger sat on his futon, glancing up at Mark when he shut the door.
"Hey…" Mark sat down next to him. "You alright?"
He shrugged. "Not really…no." Roger mumbled.
"What happened?" Mark asked, folding his arms.
Roger shook his head. "It's just a little brawl between Meems and me." He said looking at Mark.
"Oh…what was it about this time?" Mark said, as if he wasn't surprised.
Roger rolled his eyes. "She slapped me and called me a jerk…so I called her a bitch…" He said leaving out the part about calling her a druggie.
"Why did she call you a jerk?"
"I was rude to Jesse…I didn't mean to be rude…" Roger sighed.
"Did you apologize?" Mark asked, taking off his glasses.
"No."
Mark held hid glasses up to the light. "Well maybe if you'd apologize instead of blowing up at Mimi…" He wiped his glasses off on his sleeve. "Maybe you guys wouldn't be ready to kill each other half the time." He put the glasses back on.
Roger rolled his eyes. "She shouldn't be so touchy."
"Touchy? Is there something else you said to her?" Mark asked passively.
Roger was silent.
"Roger?" Mark was getting slightly annoyed.
"FINE. I called her a fuckin' druggie and told her to go get some more crack. Big fucking deal!" Roger said irritably.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Mark shook his head. "What if she DID go get crack? She could overdose and die. How the fuck would that make you feel? I'm sure it will make you feel like a saint to know that you made your GIRLFRIEND go and kill herself." Mark got up.
Roger stood up as well. He face was red from anger. "Who the FUCK do you think you are?" He yelled. "Since WHEN are you the fucking king of relationships? Huh? As I recall, Maureen CHEATED on you with a girl because she was getting better sex from Joanne than from you!"
"I'm gay." Mark said softly.
"Yeah nice fucking excuse! 'Oh feel bad for me, I'm Mark and Maureen…'" Roger froze. "Wait…what did you say?"
Mark stared at Roger. "I'm gay."
Roger's jaw dropped. He couldn't think of anything to say.
"I would introduce you to Gwen, my significant other, but I think you should probably go find Mimi." Mark said after a minute. "Are you going to be ok? Maybe I shouldn't have just said it like that…"
Roger shook his head. "No. Don't worry about it. I feel like such an asshole right now…it's no wonder you never had a good relationship with a woman. I'm so sorry. You're my best friend and I treat you like shit…" Roger said leaning against the wall.
Mark put his hand on Roger's shoulder and smiled. "Don't worry about it…now go find Mimi, if you need help I'm here…and so isn't Collins, Jesse…and Gwen."
Roger nodded. "Yeah…thanks…" Mark walked to the door and turned back before opening it. "You can meet Gwen some other time." He smiled, opening the door. He walked out and closed it behind him. Well that went surprisingly well…at least I didn't lose my best friend.
