Chapter 3
Collins was sitting on the couch flipping through the channels, while Angel and Mimi sorted out some clothes. Collins sighed loudly as he went another round through the channels, Angel eyed him then eyed Mimi, Mimi shrugged not knowing what to do, so Angel walked over and joined Collins on the couch.
"Honey what's wrong?" Angel asked, while placing a hand on Collins thigh.
Collins kept his eyes on the TV, almost hypnotized by it. "I'm bored."
Angel kissed Collins on the cheek, while he gently rubbed his hand up and down Collins thigh. "Give her a call."
Collins quickly turned his attention to Angel. "You think?"
Angel nodded. "Yeah, maybe she is over it, and is to scared to call you."
Collins chuckled. "Maureen isn't scared of anything."
"She also doesn't like given in either." Mimi stated while folding an article of clothing. "Maybe if you make the first move, she'll talk to you."
Collins eyed Mimi, and then went back to Angel. "What would you two do, if you were in a fight?"
"We'd both be trying to call each other." Mimi said.
Angel smiled. "Then we would cry, and apologize for fighting in the first place."
"Well Maureen doesn't cry." Collins said while he reached for the phone. "But I'll give it a shot."
Angel placed a small kiss on Collins lips, before standing up to join Mimi, leaving a nervous Collins to call Maureen.
After about two rings Joanne picked up, they talked for a few minutes, first about work, and other random things. Then Collins finally asked for Maureen, but Joanne told him, that she didn't want to talk to him.
Joanne sighed. "Just give her time…you know how she gets."
Collins nodded. "Yeah thanks, um I'll talk to you later okay?"
"I'll try and talk to her. Bye." Joanne said, before hanging up the phone.
Angel and Mimi focused on Collins, waiting for a reaction. Collins stood up and began walking to the bedroom. "She doesn't want to talk to me."
"Maureen." Joanne said as she entered the bedroom, where Maureen was curled up in bed, watching TV. "Why don't you want to talk to him?"
Maureen shrugged. "I just don't."
"You're acting dumb." Joanne said as she left the bedroom.
Maureen just shrugged it off, closed her eyes, and quickly fell asleep.
The next day Maureen was scanning the paper, when she came across an article, about a protest taking place in the next few days.
"Pookie look!" Maureen shouted with joy, while pointing to the article.
Joanne came by to look as Maureen hopped out of her chair, and over to the phone.
"I have to call Collins…" Her excitement dropped at the sound of his name, she then slowly put the phone back down. "Never mind…"
"Call him." Joanne suggested. "He'll want to go."
"No." Maureen replied. "Can you go with me?"
Joanne rolled her eyes. "Maureen I'm not going to a protest, I love when you do them because I get to watch you perform, but I'm not going just for the fun of it."
"Please…" Maureen pouted as she wrapped Joanne in a hug.
"No." Joanne said firmly.
"Well can you at least hang out with me today; I'm bored out of my mind." Maureen whined.
Joanne nodded. "Yeah I can hang out with you today, what do you want to do?"
Maureen kissed Joanne on the cheek, and then headed for her shoes and coat. "Me and Collins will sometimes go down to the park, and watch people rollerblade, we always make fun of the people that fall…which is kind of our fault because we put sticks on the path, it's a fun time!"
"Maureen that's mean." Joanne said.
Maureen pulled her coat over her shoulders. "We only do it to the people who think they're better then us."
Joanne just sighed as she let Maureen drag her out of the apartment.
Later that night, Collins strolled out of the bedroom to see Angel lying on the couch.
"Hey." Collins said greeting Angel with a kiss.
Angel sat up, repositioning himself so Collins could snuggle him. "Hey."
"I'm bored." Collins said.
"What do you want to do?" Angel asked.
Collins shrugged, while he looked around the apartment. His eyes then fell on a salt shaker and a hug smile grew on his lips. "Hey, I have an idea."
Collins leg go of Angel, as he walked into the kitchen to grab the salt, he then came back out and held it up to Angel. "I dare you to eat all of this."
Angel glanced at Collins with a confused expression, and then his eyes met the salt shaker that was half full.
"No." He simply replied.
Collins face fell as he joined Angel on the couch. "Why not?"
Angel smirked a little. "Why would you even ask me to do something like that?"
Collins fell against the couch. "Because it's something Maureen would do."
"That's gross." Angel said.
Collins nodded. "I got her to drink an entire carton of milk one time…she did in two minutes…"
Angel snickered as he wrapped Collins in a hug. "Sweetie…you two are weird."
"Do you want to at least go to the movies, and pretend we are snobby rich people?" Collins asked.
Angel sighed; taking in how lost he was with out Maureen. "Yeah let's go."
Collins thanked Angel by giving him a soft, lingering kiss on the lips. He then jumped up, pulled his jacket on, and he and Angel made their way to the movies.
