Oh my god. Sorry for the super long gap in updates. Just, I started this totally awesome book, that I'm writing and I can't stop writing it. So yeah. I got Last Five Years too. So that was pretty, kick ass I guess. I've decided this is gonna be short. Probably not longer than six chapters. I don't know. Oh well.
DISCLAIMER: Don't own rent.
Maureen woke up eighteen hours later. Her eyes were swollen and red from the tears. Her cheeks were blotchy and she seemed sick.
Mark was reading the paper, he had the day off. He took notice that she was awake.
"You okay?"
She grunted and collapsed on the pillow. Immediately thrown back into sleep.
Damn, how long can she sleep?
Mark heard knocking on the door.
He sighed. He knew who it was. Denise always came over on the days they had off so they could hang out. He was always nervous around her. He liked her so much and he couldn't help it. She just so pretty and smart. He wanted a girlfriend who was like that all his life and he finally had one like that in his grasp…
And then Maureen had to come and screw everything up.
Again.
He stood up and opened the door. Sure enough, there was Denise, smiling.
"Hey Mark," she said to him.
He smiled. "Hey."
She stood outside for a moment. "Can I come in?" she asked.
"Oh, uh-sure," Mark said, stepping aside. Denise trotted in, smiling and taking in the room. She had coffee in her hands. Mark shut the door and Denise sat down at the table. She took a sip of the coffee and looked at Mark. He was looking at her.
"You still look exhausted," she said.
He rubbed the back of his neck.
"Well, I was asleep and well, I got a bit…uh….distracted," he said.
She looked at him.
"Mark, what are you talking about?" she asked him.
He pointed at the bed. Denise looked over at Maureen who rolled over and let out a grunt. Denise studied Maureen for a moment.
"She's…my ex-girlfriend," he said. "She's been gone for a long time and well, she just showed up last night."
"Wow," Denise observed.
"W-what?" Mark asked her.
"She's pretty," Denise said.
Mark smiled and nodded a bit. Was Maureen really that pretty? He remembered falling for her the first moment he saw her because of those dark eyes that fascinated him. He loved those dark chocolate waves. But he wondered, was she still that pretty?
He looked at her. Her waves were flattened out from the tossing and turning. Her makeup was obviously two days old and really needed to be reapplied. But yet under all that. He looked at her face and still saw the same beauty that won his heart so long ago.
"Yeah, I guess so," he said shyly. "So…"
Maureen groaned and stretched. She sat up and looked around the room. She saw Mark and some girl.
"Mark?" she asked him.
Mark really didn't know how to reply to this. "Yes?"
"Is that you?" Maureen asked. He nodded. "Why is there a girl sitting…oh my god."
Maureen jumped up quickly and came over to them. That was when Mark noticed the wedding ring on her finger. Maureen was apologizing.
"Maureen, where are you going?" he asked her.
She stopped and looked back. "You two are living together, right?" she asked.
They both laughed and Denise stood up.
"I should go, we don't."
"Oh," Maureen apologized. "I'm sorry."
"Bye Mark," Denise said to me. She pecked my cheek and left me with Maureen.
When the door shut I turned to Maureen.
"You feel like talking?" I asked her.
She looked at me and slowly nodded.
"When did you get married?" I asked her, motioning to her finger. She looked at it. She took the ring off and threw it on the floor.
"Forget it. It's over, I'm never going to see him again."
Mark looked at her for a moment. Everything that she ever did came rushing back to him. He looked at her.
"What?" Maureen spat at him.
"What are you doing here?" he asked her.
She looked at him. "Why do you think I am back here?" she asked him.
"You are running away from your problems, like you did fifteen years ago," he told her. "You just can't show up back here like this. I mean, I have a life now. And I'm not going to alter everything around you! Someone needs to teach you Maureen. It's not all about you. I haven't thought about you in about three years. You…haven't even crossed my mind. And then all the sudden you just show up here and what I am suppose to do? Let you come back here without any worries? No, Maureen."
Maureen looked away from him and he saw the tears. "He didn't love me…" she told him. He looked at her. "Neither did they," she told me.
"Who? Maureen?"
"My kids and my husband. I don't know why I even fell in love with him. He never loved me. I was just…a girl to marry since all the other ones were already married. And they…they didn't understand…no one understands me anymore. But you and the others understood me. But…they are all gone. So you are the only one who understands me Mark. That's why I came back here," she told him.
Mark sighed and decided, that maybe she could stay for a few days…until she decides she made a mistake and goes back to her husband.
Sorry, update now!
