Chapter 29
AN- Here's Chapter 29. I don't really like it because I'm suffering writers block...but everyone wanted me to update, and since I hate having people wait, I decided to update. Love you all!
"So what are we going to do?" Jesse asked, leaning up against Collins, in Collins' apartment. Collins shifted slightly on the couch, wrapping his arm around Jesse.
"I dunno..." For the first time in his life, Tom had no idea what his next move was going to be. "I have to tell everyone...I'll need to make a will...there's so much I need to do...so little time..."
Jesse was on the verge of tears. "Tom...honey...please don't talk about how little time you have...it's so depressing..." He said softly, playing with Tom's fingers. "Everyone I love is dying..."
"That's not true..." Collins kissed Jesse's forehead. "I'm sure you love a lot of people...what about Mark and Gwen...Mimi...there's so many people that love you...what about Joanne?"
"I love you the most though..."
Collins sighed. "You're something special Jesse...there's just something about you...you're like Angel in so many ways...but so different in many other ways..." He said looking down at his lover. "I'm sure we'll always be together..."
"I sure hope so..."
MEANWHILE
Mimi paced her apartment, while Roger was napping on her couch. It had been over a week since she'd heard from Mark or Gwen. She was going insane wondering if Mark was positive or not. She sighed loudly, causing Roger to open one of his eyes.
"Could you please sit your ass down? I'm trying to sleep." He said tiredly.
"Do you even give a shit about Mark?" Mimi asked folding her arms. "Because you sure do have a funny way of showing it!"
Roger rolled his eyes and sat up. "I care about him, but I'm not going to let my worries take over my life. He'll get back to us when he get's the test results..." The phone rang.
Mimi dove for the phone, beating Roger by seconds. "Hello?" She asked, sitting on top of Roger. He grunted.
"Mimi? It's Mark."
"Where the fuck have you been? Uh...sorry...I mean...what's up?" She twirled the phone cord in her fingers, putting her full weight on Roger, who was swearing loudly.
"I was just calling to relay some important nes to you." Mark said, his voice dropping.
"Oh? And what news would that be?"
"I got the results from my HIV test back." Mark said sadly. "I'm...I'm..."
"WELL?" Mimi's voice rose.
"Positive." Mark went silent. Gwen was heard in the background yelling.
"Oh my God..." Mimi's breathing stopped.
Mark snorted. "Nah just fucking with you!" Gwen's laughs came from the background.
"Mark you fucking jerk! Why would you lie like that!" Mimi yelled.
"Sorry! I just wanted to have a little fun..."
"Well in case you forgot Roger and I actually ARE positive. It's not funny." Mimi looked down at Roger and handed him the phone. "You talk to him."
"Mark?" Roger asked.
"Hey Rog...I really pissed her off didn't I."
"Yep. So you're negative?" He asked.
"Yeah...wanna go to the bar tonight?"
"I'm in. I need to get out of this apartment." Roger smirked at Mimi, who flipped him off. "Well I'll meet you later...tell Gwenny I said hi."
"I will...see you in a bit." Mark hung up.
Roger hung up as well. He stood up and walked over to the bathroom. "I'm going out tonight." He said to Mimi.
"Don't get drunk." Mimi said sitting down on her sofa. "And if you're going to be out until all hours sleep up in your apartment...I have to work tomorrow and I need to sleep tonight."
"Yeah whatever..." Roger walked into the bathroom and shut the door. He stripped down and hopped into the shower. The luke warm water streamed down his thin frame. He scrubbed his dirty blonde hair, which he hadn't washed in several days. He hummed softly to himself as he washed the suds from his hair. After he was sure he was clean he stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around his waist quickly. He glanced in the mirror. "Since when do I shower to go out with Mark?" He asked himself. "Because you care about him." Came Mimi's voice from behind him. "Aww isn't that cute...Roger has feelings." She laughed loudly before turning and walking out of the bathroom.
Roger rolled his eyes. "I dont' remember asking for your fucking input." He mumbled, walking out of the bathroom, and into his room. He slammed the door and sat on his bed. His wet hair hung in his face as he opened a drawer next to his bed. He pulled out his trusty red plaid pants and tight black tank top and shut the drawer. He'd had these pants for years, and even though they were ripping in the knees he loved them. After he was towel dried he got dressed and wrapped the towel around his head, rubbing his hair dry. He threw the towel on the floor and walked out of the room. "Mimi I need to use your blowdryer." He said walking into Mimi's bedroom. He grabbed the hair dryer and walked back into his room.
Mimi sat on the couch, watching Roger. She was thoroughly amused. The sound of the blowdryer made her laugh. My boyfriend is using my blowdryer. After several minutes, Roger came out of his room holding the blowdryer. Mimi was smirking. "Are you ready for your date yet?"
"No! I mean...it's not a date! We're just going to the bar...damn you're nosey." Roger rolled his eyes and walked into Mimi's room, the hairdryer was heard hitting the floor.
"That better not be broken Roger!" Mimi yelled. Roger ignored her, as he walked out of the room. He sat on a chair and grabbed his black boots. He slid them on, and walked towards the front door. Mimi cleared her throat loudly and he turned around.
"Bye." He siad curtly.
"I love you." Mimi said sweetly.
"Yeah...me too." He shut the door, leaving Mimi alone.
She folded her arms and sighed. "Sometimes I wonder about you Roger..." She whispered, shaking her head, grinning to herself.
