Next chapter! There's even more tension in this one than the last one. That's all I'm saying.

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Collins didn't catch Roger before he got to his apartment building, but he did catch him before he actually went inside, holding Mimi's hand. He spun him around so he was facing him, receiving a glare as he did.

"What the fuck is your problem?" he asked the rocker angrily.

"My problem is you!" Roger replied. "How could you tell Angel to kick Mimi out!?"

"So quick to start yelling at me, huh? I mean, that's what we 'faggots' are good for, right? Standing there,waiting to take other people's shit, huh Roger?" Roger's glare grew fiercer. "And what about the 'fucking fairies?' Don't you wanna save a little something for them?"

"What's he talking about, Roger?" Mimi asked.

"I don't know," Roger lied.

"Like hell you don't!" Collins boomed. "You think you can call me a 'faggot' and Angel a 'fucking fairy' and live to tell the tale!?"

"You did what!?" Mimi asked.

"If Angel and I wanna be called names or get our asses kicked, we'll just go into a public place and hold hands! You should know what kind of shit we go through! And then you go and say something so fucking homophobic! I thought you were my friend!"

"I could say the same about you!" Roger said. "You know that Angel and Mimi are best friends! So what if she looks like her brother!? If she didn't, I'd be asking some questions! They're family, Collins! Of course they fucking look alike!" He turned to Mimi. "I don't want you around him or Angel again."

"But Roger-" Mimi started.

"If you're not welcome in their apartment, then you don't need to see them," Roger interrupted.

"You are such a fucking hypocrite!" Collins shouted. "You yell at me because she and Angel can't see each other when I'm anywhere near, then you turn around and tell her she can't see Angel at all! That's so fucked up!"

"Why don't you just go home, have anal sex with your boyfriend, and stay the hell out of this!?" Roger retorted.

"Did you really just say that?" Mimi asked in disbelief. Before Roger could respond, Collins punched him in the face, causing his nose to bleed.

"You fucking cocksucker!" Roger yelled, hold his nose. He punched Collins back and the two were soon in a full-on fist fight.

"Collins, Roger, stop it!" Mimi cried as Mark, Maureen, and Angel finally caught up with Collins.

"Oh my God!" Maureen shrieked. "They're gonna kill each other!" Angel pulled Collins out of the fight and Mark did the same with Roger.

"What the hell is the matter with you guys?" Mark asked. "You're supposed to be friends."

"What I said at your apartment still stands," Roger informed Collins, ignoring Mark.

"Fine," Collins replied, prying Angel's hands from off of him. "Then the faggot is gonna turn around. The faggot is going home." Collins turned toward Angel and grabbed her hand. He looked back at Roger. "The faggot is going now. And the last words you'll ever hear from the faggot are: FUCK YOU!" He then walked away, dragging Angel with him.

"Honey-" she started.

"Don't say a damn thing about Roger Davis," Collins demanded. Angel was silent as they walked. About fifteen minutes after they'd been walking, tears began running down Collins' face. He let them fall for a minute before angrily wiping them away. Being angry with Roger and not letting Angel mention his name only meant one thing.

Tom Collins and Roger Davis were no longer friends.

Aw...DON'T HIT ME! EVERYTHING WILL BE OKAY! Except...things are gonna get worse before they get better. :(

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