Fifth chpater! WOOT! So . . . this chapter is gonna make some people hate me. I'll just explain it now: He's speaking out of anger, people! You'll know who I'm talking about once you get to that part. M'kay? M'kay.

I own nothing. The Almighty Larson owns it all.

"Collins, are you gonna come out of there anytime soon?" Angel asked her boyfriend through the closet door in their bedroom, which he'd immediately locked himself in as soon as they and their friends got back to their apartment.

"No!" Collins yelled. "This is the only place I can be safe and I'm staying here forever!" Maureen suddenly came into the room.

"Did he come out yet?" she asked.

"No." Angel ran a hand over her face and sat on the bed. "I don't know what to do, Maureen."

"Let me try." Maureen went over to the closet and knocked on the door. "Collins? Will you please come out?"

"No!" Collins yelled again.

"Can I come in then?" There was a silence before the door opened slowly. Maureen grabbed Collins by the arm and pulled him out of the closet. She then slammed the door and stood in front of it with her arms folded.

"Let me back in there!" Collins demanded.

"Collins, you're out now and you're staying out!" Angel told him.

"But-"

"No 'buts,'" Maureen intertupted. "Joanne said there's a cop on the way to keep you safe."

"Is Mimi here?" Collins asked.

"Yeah, honey, she came here with the rest of us," Angel said.

"Tell her to leave."

"I can't do that. She's my best friend."

"Angel, I can't look at her without seeing her brother glaring at me. Tell her to leave."

"No!"

"Fine. I'll go back in the closet then." Angel sighed, left the bedroom, and went into the livingroom area, where her friends were sitting.

"Did he come out yet?" Mark asked. Angel looked at Mimi ad her eyes began watering.

"Um . . . yeah, but he wants . . . doesn't want . . ." she broke off. "Mimi . . . you have to leave."

"Why?" Mimi asked. "What'd I do to make you kick me out?"

"Nothing. It's just . . . you . . . you look like-"

"My brother?" Mimi interrupted. Angel nodded, trying to fight back tears.

"Collins can't look at you without seeing him and he's deathly afraid of-"

"She's not gonna hurt him," Roger interrupted.

"I know that, but Collins really can't . . . I'm sorry, Meems," Angel said, on the verge of tears.

"Does he not get that I'm your best friend?" Mimi asked, tears burning her eyes.

"I tried telling him that, but he won't listen."

"This is bullshit!" Roger exclaimed.

"Rog, calm down," Mimi told him. "It's fine. I'l just go."

"No it's not! Collins doesn't have the power to kick anybody out!"

"Yes he does. It's his and Angel's apartment."

"Which means Angel has a say in whether or not you can stay." Roger turned to Angel. "Well?" Angel looked from Roger to Mimi as a tear fell from her eye.

"You have to go," she told Mimi in a slight whisper. Mimi stood up and left the aprtment in tears just as Maureen came into the room.

"What was that about?" she asked.

"How could you do that!?" Roger asked Angel angrily, completey ignoring Maureen.

"I-I'm sorry, Roger," Angel replied, starting to cry.

"Sorry for kicking Mimi out and making her cry, or sorry that you let Collins control you?"

"Roger . . . how could you say something like that to me?"

"It's the truth and you know it! You have to ask his permission for everything!"

"That's not true." More tears began to fall from Angel's eyes. Roger hatefully glared at her.

"Why don't you go suck your faggot boyfriend's dick, you fucking fairy?" he spat. Angel's eyes widened and Maureen gasped.

"You're way out of line, Roger," Mark said. Roger said nothing and left the apartment, slamming the door behind him.

"I'm not a 'fucking fairy,'" Angel said, sitting on the couch as Collins entered the room. "Why would he say something like that?"

"Why would who say something like what?" Collins asked. He then noticed Angel was crying. "Baby, what's wrong?"

"I told Mimi to leave like you told me to and then Roger . . . he . . . he got mad and he started yelling at me. Then he called me a . . ." Angel broke off.

"Called you a what?" Collins pushed, his anger already rising. Angel was silent and stared into his eyes. "What'd he call you?"

"He called her a 'fucking fairy,'" Maureen told him. Collins froze and stared at his friend.

"He called her a what?" he asked.

"A 'fucking fairy.' And he called you a 'faggot.'" Collins was silent and his eyes filled with tears of anger. He then stood up and pulled on his jacket. "Collins? What're you gonna go do?"

"I'm gonna go give that asswipe a reason to be homophobic," Collins replied. He then left the apartment, hoping to catch his so-called friend before he got home.

Oooh! DRAMA IN THE RENT WORLD! DON'T HIT ME FOR IT!

Review please. *hides in dumpster*