February 28th, 1991. 8pm Eastern Standard Time.
"So much for a party." Alison said.
"Agreed." Mark said.
Maureen had gotten a little too drunk, so Joanne took her home.
Collins forgot his ATZ, and he went home with Angel.
Roger and Mimi couldn't wait any longer, and they were in Roger's bedroom enjoying their alone time.
Alison and Mark were enjoying themselves too, making out on the couch.
Our little celebration was interrupted, thanks to a knock at the door. Mark and I saw flashing white and red lights. It was the police.
Mark answered the door, without even thinking.
"Hello officer." Mark said.
"Hello, do you have a Alison Coffin here?" The police officer asked.
"That's me!" Alison said coming towards the police officer.
"He's dead." The cop said.
"Who's dead?" Alison asked.
"Your father, Mr. Grey is dead." The cop said.
"What?!" Alison asked.
"Let's start at the beginning. Your mother went out around 5pm, to go shopping. Your father called your mother saying he had something important to tell her. Then, over the phone he admitted that he killed Benny, and he told your mother that he had a HIV." The cop explained.
"Wait, my father was HIV positive?" Alison asked.
"That's what we've heard. Anyway, your mother did believe that he had killed Benny, because we called her earlier that day saying that we would be coming to arrest her husband, and we didn't want her to get involved or hurt. Your mother did not believe your father when he had HIV though, and she hung up with him." The cop explained.
"Continue." Alison said.
"So, your father calls your mother back saying he does have an HIV. He doesn't say where he got it at, but he said his test results have came back positive. You mother asks if he's serious, and her replies to her saying 'I'm as serious as cancer.' You father then starts talking about suicide, and how he plans to kill himself before the HIV gets to aids and before the cops find him. He tells your mother that he loves her and then hangs up on her." The cop explains.
"So then what happens?" Alison asked.
"Your mother calls 9-1-1, and tells us to check up on your father. When we get there, we look around your parent's mansion screaming for your father. We find him in the master bathroom- dead. He's in the bathtub; with razor marks up and down his body, and with multiply burns. The mirror in the bathroom is broken, the glass from the mirror all in the bathtub, one piece stuck in his wrists. And there is a note hot glued to the mirror." The cop explained.
"So, what did the note say?" Alison asks.
"The note? Oh, that note. It says 'When I told you I was HIV positive, I was serious. I was as serious as cancer. I love you. Tell Alison I'm sorry. –Eric.' Here's a copy of the note. We sent off the original suicide note to DNA specialists." The cop said, handing her the picture of the letter.
'Tell Alison I'm sorry.' Alison read over that part over and over. It seemed to be echoing in her brain.
"Where's my mother at? I HAVE to see her!" Alison asked.
"When we told your mother that your father had killed himself, she took the first plane she could to Santa Fe' to go see her sister. She said she'd call you as soon as she could. Are you okay, Mrs. Coffin?" The cop asked her.
"I'm fine." Alison said.
"Have a nice night." The cop said.
Alison shut the door, in a daze. My father killed himself, just like Roger's ex girlfriend April Ericsson. Mark came up to Alison.
"What was that?" Mark asked.
"Oh, my father killed himself." Alison said smiling.
"Why are you smiling? Your father is dead." Mark asked Alison.
"I told you I always hated him, and when I told you I hated him-I was serious." Alison said.
Mark walked Alison over to the couch, and he sat down, having Alison sit on his lap. Soon enough they were making out, and everything was wonderful.
Mark stopped kissing Alison long enough to catch his breath.
"Are you sure you don't feel guilty about this?" Mark asked Alison.
"Not at all. I love you." Alison said.
"Wait-what?" Mark asked
"I said I loved you. And I do, Mark." Alison said.
"I love you too Alison." Mark said.
They both started making out again.
After an hour of making out, Mark couldn't wait any longer, and either could Alison.
"Bedroom?" Mark asked.
"Race ya!" Alison said.
The both ran to Mark's bedroom. The door was shut, and locked.
Hey, there's ALWAYS sex in the city!
A/N: Sorry if it was short. This is the second to last chapter. The next chapter will be smut- Mark and Alison. Not sure when I'll update though. Hope you liked this chapter! Sorry for the character deaths, hope you don't hate me! Please review! I'm going away this weekend… I won't be able to update until February 19th –at the earliest. Reviews make me happy! HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!!!
Oh, the 'I'm as serious as cancer' line was something my best friend's mom's high school biology teacher always said to her. His name was Mr. Grey- that's why I had that line in there a few times. I don't mean it in a rude way, I PROMISE!