Roger was fighting with Mimi a lot lately, I finally just stopped seeing her around, I heard Mark on the phone with is mother, telling her she was with Benny now, Roger had just found out. And then we have today, which is one of the worst days we've all had in awhile; Mark, Roger, and I were all running around the apartment getting ready to head out to Angel's funeral, I had already cried 4 times today, Mark and Roger didn't really show any emotions, they seemed to be numb is disbelief all this was happening. It was hard to get around their messy apartment, they never cleaned and I certainly don't plan to.
We finally reach the church, Mimi made a speech, then Mark, then me…it was really hard to get through without crying but I managed, thank my years of performing, I hugged Collins when he came back up and I went to go sit back down. I look over at Joanne who was about to cry, she was already looking at me but quickly looked away. All I want to do is go hold her, comfort her and help her get through this but I just couldn't.
When it was over we headed outside to lay the flowers on the casket, we all watched Collins as he laid a red rose on it like all of us had done. All except Collins started our way up the hill of the graveyard.
"It's true you sold your guitar and bought a car?" Mimi questioned Roger.
"It's true." He replied, "I'm leaving now for Santa Fe, It's true you're with this yuppie scum?"
"You said you'd never speak to him again." Benny said to Mimi.
"Not now." Mimi pleaded.
"Who said you have any say in who she says things to at all?" I hissed at Benny.
"Yeah," Roger inputted.
"Who said that you should stick your nose in other people's-" Joanne started, her voice made me want to cry, I missed hearing it whisper in my ear every morning and every night, I had to stop it before I broke down.
"Who said I was talking to you?" I spat as we reached the top of the hill.
"We used to have this fight each night." Joanne told them.
"Calm down." Mark told us.
"She'd never admit I existed." Joanne finished, I had my back to all of them and stared off into the distance not wanting to pay attention but hearing every word.
Mark tried to calm everyone down with a little help from Benny but Mimi and Joanne kept going on about Roger and I, I tried my best to ignore them since I was already on the verge of crying but Roger yelled at Mimi getting me to turn my attention to him and facing towards everyone now who was also watching Mimi and Roger, then Collins butted in and stopped us all.
"You all said you'd be cool today, so please, for my sake…I can't believe he's gone…" Collins said making everyone go quiet, "…I can't believe you're going…" He told Roger, "…I can't believe this family must die…Angel helped us believe in love, I can't believe you disagree."
"I can't believe this is goodbye…" We all said in unison, I walked over and wiped Joanne's tear stained cheeks.
"Pookie." I sighed.
"Honeybear." She sighed, wrapping her arms around my waist pulling me close, Oh, how I missed this, She raised her head, her beautiful eyes locked on mine, "I missed you."
"I missed your smell." I said.
"I missed your mouth." She said and then kissed me.
I pulled away, "Ow!"
"What?" She questioned pushing my curls out of my face.
"Nothing, Pookie." I smiled.
"No, baby, you said ow...what?" She asked again.
"Well, you bit my tongue." I told her.
"No I didn't." She argued.
"You did, I'm bleeding." I argued back.
"No, it isn't." She said, trying to look.
"I think I should know." I said.
"Let me see." She said, still trying to look.
I turn to the rest of them that were still there, they all were watching, "She doesn't believe me!"
She sighs, "I was only trying to-"
She stops, I hug her; both realizing how stupid this was, I peck her lips before we say our goodbye's to everyone and leave, I have my Pookie back, finally!