Disclaimer: I wish RENT was mine. But it's not.

A/N Okay, so for all of you who didn't understand the last chapter, Maureen was hinting that she was scared of Mark being abusive in Chapter 9. And then in Chapter 11, he hit her because he was drunk and she wouldn't leave him alone. Just a note because some of you were confused.

And again, if I don't get a lot of feedback, I will discontinue the story because it's no fun to write a story that nobody reads or comments on.

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We Need You

Maureen was waiting for Roger when he got home. Her arms were crossed over her chest and she was pissed. "Why the hell did you let him drink so much? Why the hell did you let him drink at all?" She asked icily, glaring at him. "I can't believe you would let him do that. You know how he gets when he drinks!"

Roger looked at her, setting his guitar down and sighed. "Look Maureen, I didn't know you were coming back. I figured if he passed out he would stop crying…" he trailed off, realizing how stupid he sounded. "I'm sorry."

"Sorry? Sorry isn't going to cover it this time Roger. You wanna know what Mark did when I tried to help him? He hit me!" she cried, tucking her hair behind her ear and showing him the handprint on her cheek. "He hit me because I wouldn't leave him alone. I didn't want him to hurt himself...why did you have to leave? You can handle him when he's drunk. I can't! I can't take it! He's a completely different person…he scares me." Her voice got increasingly quieter as she spoke and her last sentence was a whisper.

Roger was shocked. "He hit you? Mark hit you? Mark wouldn't hit anyone…" he sighed, rubbing his head.

"Well, obliviously he does when he's drunk!" Maureen spat, shaking her head at him. "Look Roger, I just came to get my stuff. I didn't expect to run into a drunk Mark."

"Where are you going?" He asked quietly, biting his lip. "Did you find a new place?" Maureen swallowed, knowing Roger wouldn't like her answer. "I'm moving back into my old place…where I lived with Joanne."

"Is Joanne there?" he asked, immediately concerned. She shook her head. "No. She's in jail waiting for her trial or something…I'll be gone before she gets back. I can't afford a different place and since my name is on the house with Joanne I don't have to pay for anything."

Roger shook his head at her. "You can't go back there. Maureen, you don't even know if Joanne is there. She could have made bail or something. She's a lawyer for god's sake! She knows how jail and the court system works. Please stay here. You can have Collins' old room. Please, I don't want you going back there."

"It's not like you care about me" she said bitterly. "You turned me down…you don't love me" Roger sighed. "Maureen…you know I love you.You're like a sister to me. I just don't love you romantically."

"Then why did you let me kiss you?" She asked, looking at him sadly. Roger swallowed thickly, rubbing his head. "I wish I knew the answer to that…I don't know. I mean, it was a good idea at the time…but now look at what it caused."

"So you're saying everything is my fault?" she asked hotly. "That's what Mark said. I should leave…I shouldn't stay here and cause more problems."

"No! No no no! Maureen, please don't leave…I need you here…Mark needs you here…we both need you here."

She sighed, chewing on her lip nervously. "Okay." She said quietly. "I'll stay. Just for a little bit." Roger grinned, rushing to her side and hugging her tightly. "Thank you." He said, kissing her uninjured cheek carefully. "Thank you so much."

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A/N: Okay, so this chapter was a little odd. Hopefully everything will make sense soon. Review for me loves!