Chapter Five

They walked into their bedroom and Roger shut the door. Mimi sat down on the bed but Roger continued to stand up. Mimi stared at the floor refusing to look at her boyfriend until he finally asked,

"So, what's going on?" Mimi wiped at her eyes. She tried to prevent herself from starting to cry again. She knew she should tell him. She had to tell him. But instead she found herself lying again.

"It's nothing," she said. I am such a liar.

"It doesn't seem like nothing. Come on Meems what is it?"

"I um, I'm just worried I won't be able to um," Mimi stopped. She was stalling. She wanted to tell him. And Angel was right she would never know for sure how he'd react until she told him, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. She didn't want the good thing they had going to end. It was as if she thought that if she didn't say anything it would just go away. "Stay off smack," she lied.

"You are?" Roger asked suspiciously. "Cause I think you can," he said. He walked toward the bed and sat next to her.

"Really?" Mimi asked. I am so going to hell for this.

"Yeah,"

"That's good to know," Mimi replied while she tried to ignore guilt that was eating away at her.

"So you're okay?" Roger asked.

"Yeah, I'm okay,"

"Good," Roger said. Then, he kissed his girlfriend lovingly and got up. He walked to the door but when he put his hand on the doorknob to open the door Mimi stopped him.

"Roger wait, I lied." Roger turned around and looked at Mimi.

"What?"

"It's not the smack. I lied."

"Well what is it?"

"I'm pregnant." Finally, after almost a week of lying about the stomach aches, and morning sickness, and why she wasn't drinking she had finally told him. For a second she was almost relieved, for a second she had felt a huge weight lift off her shoulders, and for a second she thought she could relax, but reality quickly came back to her when she saw Roger's face. It was a look that was somewhere between confusion and disbelief.

"What?" Roger said. Mimi shifted her gaze down to the floor. This wasn't what she had expected. This wasn't anger. This was fear. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah," Mimi said trying to hold back her tears.

"Shit."

"What?"

"How did this happen?"

"Jeez I thought you of all people would know," Mimi joked trying to lighten the mood, but when the expression on Roger's face didn't change Mimi stopped smiling.

"Oh yeah, great time to joke," Roger said sarcastically.

"Sorry."

"Shit," Roger said again. "Shit."

"God will you stop saying that!" Mimi yelled. "Come on Rog this can be a good thing, but only if you let it." Without saying a word Roger opened the door and walked out into the main part of the loft. Mimi followed him. She was now not only angry but confused. This had not been what she was expecting. "I'm sorry did our conversation end?" She yelled. "Because I don't remember anyone saying it was over. I don't remember finding a solution to this."

While Mimi yelled all this at Roger their friends sat around the loft watching. Collins looked at Angel. He was clearly confused and that's when Angel was reminded that she was the only one of them that knew. The five of them watched as Roger turned away from Mimi.

"Roger," Mimi said lowering her voice. She walked over to the musician and put her arms around him. "Baby please, talk to me."

"I have to think about this," Roger said pushing her away and grabbing his black leather jacket.

"Roger," Mimi said. Tears began to slide down her cheeks, but this time she made no effort to stop them. "Come on."

Roger threw on his jacket and walked towards the big sliding door.

"I just have to think," he said before sliding it open and walking out.

All Mimi could do was stand there and watch him go as she sobbed. He didn't even bother shutting the door. He just walked out. Everyone sat there in confusion trying to put the pieces together. They watched Mimi as she stood there staring at the open door.

"Fuck!" She said quietly. She hit the wall angrily with her fist. And when she continued to hit it Angel stood up. She put one hand on her friends shoulder and the other on her closed fist. Mimi turned around and hugged her friend crying into her shoulder. "Why did this have to happen?" She asked. "Why?"

"Shhh it'll be okay," Angel whispered soothingly into her friend's ear. "Everything will be okay. You'll see."

Everyone sat there in silence. No one wanted to say anything, but they all wanted desperately to know what was going on. The only noise came from Mimi as her sobs filled the room. Finally Maureen spoke up.

"Okay," She said quietly. "I don't know if this is the best time to say something but can someone tell us what's going on?" Maureen looked a little hesitant as she said this which was strange because the drama queen was never hesitant to let people know what she had to say. Mimi and Angel broke their hug and Mimi wiped at her eyes, but that didn't stop the tears from continuing to roll down her cheeks.

"You don't have to tell us if you don't want to sweetie," Joanne shooting Maureen a look that said "stay out of it it's none of your business."

"No it's okay," Mimi said. "You're gonna find out anyway." She ran her hand through her hair nervously. "I'm pregnant." She was afraid to look at them, but when she did she didn't see the same expression that she had seen on Roger. Well, they were surprised, but Collins and Maureen even smiled. Even though their reactions good Mimi didn't give them a chance to say anything. It didn't feel right for her to be happy about it with them when she knew that Roger didn't feel the same way. "I'm going to bed," Mimi said and before anyone could get a word in she walked into her and Roger's bedroom and shut the door.

Mimi sat on the bed and held her head in her hands. She didn't know how this happened. They had been so safe, and she almost felt bad for feeling the way she did about the whole thing. She almost felt bad for wishing that it had never happened. Almost.

Mimi didn't even bother changing her clothes she just pulled back the covers and then slid under them. She felt lonely as she lay there even with the covers wrapped so snugly around her. Without Roger there next to her she no longer felt safe and she cried herself to sleep that night.

Roger woke up on the floor early that morning. By the time he made it back to the loft everyone was gone and Mark was in his room. He didn't want to worry about waking Mimi up so he made his way and to the couch. Even though he had fallen asleep on the couch he woke up on the floor. He continued to lay there until Mimi walked out of their bedroom.

She walked out in the short purple skirt and black top that she had been wearing the night before. When she spotted Roger on the ground she merely said,

"You're supposed to sleep on the couch not the floor dumb ass."

"Yeah I noticed," Roger said sitting up and rubbing his neck. Mimi walked over to the small space of the loft that had been designated the kitchen and poured herself a cup of coffee.

"What were you doing there anyway?" Mimi asked Roger. She walked over to the large armchair next to the couch and sat there.

"I uh, didn't want to wake you."

"Oh," Mimi said now staring into her coffee. "Do you really not want this that much?"

"What?" Roger said taken aback by the sudden change in subject.

"Do you really not want this that much?"

"It's not that I don't want it," Roger said approaching his girlfriend. "I just needed to think."

"Well we need to talk about this,"

"I know I'm sorry. I was just shocked and well,"

"Scared," Mimi finished for him.

"Yeah," Roger said lowering his head.

"Well I'm scared too babe, but sometimes the things we're most afraid of are some of the best experiences of our lives."

Roger had to smile at this. He loved how Mimi could take any bad situation and find hope and happiness.

"So, you think I'll be a good father?"

"I know it," Mimi said standing up and putting her arms around Roger's neck. She kissed his cheek and put her head on his shoulder. "I love you,"

"I love you too."

Roger kissed his girlfriend tenderly and soon enough they were standing in the loft making out when Mark walked out of his bedroom.

"Oh, sorry," Mark said. Mimi pulled away from Roger and said,

"It's okay."

"So I take it the fight's over then."

"Fight over," Mimi said sitting on the couch. Roger sat down next to her and she snuggled close to him feeling safe once again in his arms.

A/N: Thanks so much for the reviews! I tried to make this chapter longer!