A/N: I know I'm bad and haven't posted in a long time. I kept paying attention to RPGs and forgot about this fic. So, ya, sorry about that. Hope you enjoy the chapter.

Disclaimer: I only own Cathrine

Chapter 5: I Die Without You

Angel yawned as she woke up, instantly noticing she didn't feel the warmth of Collins near her. She sat up, confused, calling Collins' name. Viewing her surroundings, she soon noticed she wasn't in her apartment. It then dawned on her she was in Mimi's apartment, which made her even more confused. Why was she in Mimi's apartment? She frowned as she remembered the reason. Collins had cheated on her and she broke up with him.

It then fully hit her. She and Collins had broken up. Something she thought she would never have to say in her entire life. She hugged her knees to her chest, suddenly feeling very alone. How could Collins do this? She thought he loved her, cared about her…but, she was proven wrong. He was like all the other assholes she had dated. She had never thought the words 'Collins' and 'asshole would ever go together in the same sentence, but, right now, it did.

She wondered what he was doing right now. Was he with his little girlfriend right now, kissing her, hugging her…treating that girl how he used to treat her? That thought made her sick to her stomach. He was probably out loving someone else…and that made her sick. He was supposed to love her, not someone else.

She sighed and slowly stood up. She had to get out of here and get some fresh air. It was too small in this apartment…to lonely. She looked around for Mimi to tell her she was going out and then saw her note on the table. She toke the pen that was by the piece of paper and used the remainder of the paper to write a note of her own and with that she was out the door.

As soon as she was outside, she shivered in the cold. She should've brought a jacket, but, her jacket was in her and Collins' apartment, and she just couldn't go in there. He might be there and she wasn't ready to face him yet. And he might be in there with his new girlfriend. She sighed bitterly at the thought of her. She didn't like hating people…life was too short for that, but, she couldn't help but think bitterly of the girl who ruined her and Collins' relationship. Did that meant she hated her?

Maybe it was a mistake like Collins had said. Maybe he really didn't cheat on her at all. Maybe it was all a misunderstanding. She sighed and shook her head. Sadly, she really didn't think there was way this could've been a mistake. You don't accidentally kiss someone.

She was so busy in her thoughts she didn't even notice a group of mean, looking men behind her, nearing closer to her until one of them pushed her to the ground.

Angel squealed in surprise as she was pushed to the ground roughly and feel to the ground with a sickening thud. The men around her laughed as they kicked her, screaming things at her such as, 'go to hell, you fag!,' 'you're disgusting! Nobody wants to see your ugly face!,' and, 'why don't you just die! Nobody likes you, you stupid fag!'

"Please," Angel pleaded thourgh her tears, "Stop."

This only made the men laugh more.

"The fairy wants us to stop," one of the men said between laughter as he kicked Angel in the stomach.

"Awww…" said another of the men, sarcastically, "Does the fairy not like our little game? Well…we might just have to fix that."

With that, they started beating and kicking Angel harder, and finally, with what seemed like hours, stopped.

Angel lay on the ground, her whole body feeling as if it were on fire. She heard a familiar voice call her name before everything faded to black.

Roger swung the door to the loft opened, Cathrine in tow. Collins, who was sitting on the couch talking to Mark, looked up at Roger then frowned when he saw Cathrine.

"Roger," said Collins, crossing his arms and gave a frustrated sigh, "You didn't."

"Roger," said Mark, "This is only gonna make things worse."

"Well," said Roger, "This bitch needs to see exactly what she destroyed."

"I'm still here you know," said Cathrine, glaring at Roger and crossing her arms.

Cathrine sighed, looking at the group, "Look, there's nothing more I can say besides I'm sorry, I made a stupid mistake and I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter how fucking sorry you are!" Roger snapped, "The point is you destroyed a couple more in love than I've ever seen!"

"Roger," said Mimi, who was coming out of the bathroom, "What are you yelling about-" She stopped as she noticed Cathrine.

"Whose this?" she asked.

"Cathrine," said Cathrine awkwardly, "Hi."

"Mimi," said Roger, "What are you doing here."

"I came over here to see if you and Mark knew about this," she said, "And could shed some light on Collins supposedly cheating on Angel."

"Oh," said Roger, "Don't worry, he didn't cheat on her…he just meet a girl who relies to much on horoscopes," he said, glaring at Cathrine.

"Roger," said Mark, "Stop, you're not helping."

"Hey," said Roger, "She deserves to know what she destroyed."

"And you think I don't know!" Cathrine suddenly snapped, "I'm not heartless! You think I don't know I destroyed something good!? I saw the way Collins looked when he realized his boyfriend saw him! He looked hurt…not just hurt…destroyed! And you don't think I don't feel horrible about this!? I did! Seeing Collins look like this made me feel awful! And you don't think I feel horrible about the fact that because of my stupid mistake two lovers are now broken up and who the hell knows if they may get together again? Because I do! I do feel horrible, ok! And I realize I was stupid to do this, and I realize this is all my fault and I was horrible to do this! All I want to do is to fix this. That's all…" She then slid down, sitting on the floor of the loft with her knees hugged to her chest.

"I'm sorry…" said Cathrine quietly, sounding as if she was about to cry, "My God, I'm just…sorry."

There was an awkward silence in the loft. All the bohemians glanced at each other, hoping the other knew what to do.

The silence was broken by the phone ringing. Mark went to pick it up. "Hello?" he said.

"Mark?" said Joanne, "Mark, is Collins there?"

"Ya," said Mark, "He is. Why?"

"Mark," said Joanne, "Angel's at the hospital…"

"What?" said Mark in surprise.

"I found her on the streets passed out," said Joanne, "She looks like she was beaten pretty badly."

"Oh my God," said Mark, "Is she ok?"

"Right now I don't know," said Joanne, "Mark, can I please speak to Collins?"

"Sure," said Mark, and handed the phone to Collins.

"What's going on?" asked Roger.

"Angel was attacked…" he said, "She's in the hospital."

"Oh my God," said Roger, looking completely shocked.

"Angel?" said Cathrine. Didn't Roger tell Maureen about someone named Angel? That she and Collins…she gasped quietly.

"Oh God," she said, putting her hands in her head, feeling more horrible than she already did.

She looked up at Collins, who was talking on the phone. He looked completely heartbroken. He looked as if he were about to die…and it was all her fault. She glanced at Mark, Roger, and Mimi who were very silent. Mimi sat down on the chair, hugging her knees to her chest, looking completely miserable. Roger went over to her to comfort her and Mark looked as if he couldn't believe all this was happing. What the hell had she done?

Collins finally got off the phone and sighed. "Well," he said sadly, "Looks like we're taking a visit to the hospital."

No one said anything. They just sadly looked at him. One by one they all got up and walked towards the door. Cathrine stood up as Collins opened the door. "Collins," she said, "I-"

"Cathrine," said Collins, "This isn't you're fault…ok? This was all just one horrible mistake…look," he said with a sigh, "I don't know what you're going to do, but, right now I'm going to the hospital to make sure Angel knows I love her."

"I'm coming too," said Cathrine, "I just…need to tell her I'm sorry, ok?"

"You sure?" Collins asked and Cathrine made a determined nod. "Well," said Collins with a sigh, "All right, if you're sure."

And with that, the bohemians and Cathrine all went to the hospital to check on Angel.

"Are you sure it's ok for her to come?" Roger asked Collins, as they walked to the hospital.

"Well," said Collins with a sigh, "She wants to make things right…I guess she has every right to." Though, he was hoping that wouldn't just make things worse.