I hope you guys are enjoying this. It'll start being less fluffy soon I promise! Also, The first chapter was a glimpse to the past. The first part of this chapter is telling what happened until the end of the movie and I pick up from there. Review please and telling me what you think or if I should keep going!
Disclaimer: I don't own Roger, Mimi or anyone else..
The next month was perfect for Roger and Mimi. From what everyone could tell, they were deeply in love. Things began to unravel when Mimi started using again in the summer. By the time fall came, they had split.
It had been over a month since Roger had seen her. He didn't want to see her, not like this. Angel was dead. Didn't that teach her anything? Maybe it should teach him something too.
It took him only three weeks in Santa Fe to realize it. He loved Mimi. He loved her whether or not she was on smack or a dancer at the Cat Scratch Club. He loved when she tickled him and even when she yelled at him. He loved making up with her and he loved when he held her during withdrawals. That was Mimi. His Mimi.
By the time he reached New York, things had changed. It was nearly Christmas by the time that Maureen and Joanne had found her in the park, half dead. He had been granted a second chance, and he wasn't willing to let it go this time.
4 months later
The sun shone through the windows and Roger's eyes flickered open. He was alone in his room. He could hear Mimi and Mark laughing in the living room. It was only then that he noticed the time. It was almost one in the afternoon.
"Well, look who's up," Mark laughed as Mimi rushed over to wrap her arms around his neck.
"We still doing dinner tonight with everyone?" Roger asked sitting on the couch with Mimi in his lap, "We haven't in a while. I was looking forward to it."
Mark nodded his head, "Me too. I've missed you since you got a real job." Roger laughed at the fact that he had emphasized the word Real.
Roger had been playing small gigs at a local club and bartending on the week nights. Mimi and Mark were proud of him. Since Mimi had moved in and quit the club a few months earlier, they needed the extra cash.
Mimi played with his long blonde locks and pulled him into a kiss as he pulled her closer. "Oh please you two," Mark laughed, moving from his seat, "I'm going out to get some new footage. I'll see you at the Life at 6?" he paused, "Ok, well bye." They were obviously not paying attention to him.
A few hours later, Roger was getting out of the shower. "Hurry up," Mimi yelled, "We're late!"
He ran into the room in only a towel. "What?" he laughed, "I like to be clean." She couldn't help but smile at the fact that things had been going so great lately. They were both healthy, but they still were on borrowed him.
Roger threw on a pair of jeans and a tee shirt and turned around to see Mimi standing in the doorway. "Wow, you look beautiful," he complimented her and blushed. She was only wearing jeans with her boots and a long sleeved green shirt, but to him she was stunning.
He took her hand and walked out of the loft. The spring air was cool, but refreshing. The door to the café opened to reveal Mark, Collins, and Maureen.
"Where's Jo?" Mimi asked while running over to the group.
"Work late," she shrugged, "Let's drink!"
"Maureen please, we're for dinner and" Mark was interrupted by Collins, "Beers on me."
Three hours later, Joanne was pulling Maureen off of the tables, Mark was giggling with himself in the corner, Roger and Mimi were in a booth, and Collins was talking with the waiter.
Collins went to sit at the table with the couple, who didn't stop kissing when he sat across from them. Finally, Roger pushed Mimi off of his lap as she wiped her mouth and got up to go to the bathroom.
Stumbling, she pushed the door open and Roger smiled, "She may be beautiful, but she's not a graceful drunk." Collins laughed with him as they clanked their beers together.
Mimi had been in the bathroom for ten minutes when Roger began to look at his watch. Where is she, he wondered while looking around the café.
Joanne, the only completely sober one in the group noticed the worry on Roger's face. "I was just going to the bathroom anyways, I'm sure she's just fixing her makeup. Don't worry Rog," she joked and disappeared into the bathroom.
Only a second later the bathroom door swung open, "Roger, Mark..Collins, Hurry, get in here quick." Roger's heart dropped in his stomach. Mark and Collins ran into the room. He suddenly couldn't make his legs move. Part of him didn't want to know what was on the other side of the door.