Mark's POV
The rest of the day went normal, Benny came back from his date with Alison, and Roger didn't come out of his room. I lay in bed next to Maureen and just when I was about to fall asleep, I heard bangs coming from the bathroom then the sound of something throwing up. I jumped up from the bed and ran out the door, leaving a puzzled Maureen behind.
I reached the open bathroom door and saw Roger sitting on the ground leaning over the toilet. "Roger!" I was immediately next to him.
"M-Mark?" He asked weakly. His body was taken over by a chill as he shivered violently and vomited in the toilet again.
"Shhh, it's alright Rog, your doing great I'm so proud of you." I whispered gently to him as he continued to shake. Soon enough I saw everyone at the doorway. They didn't say anything; instead they just sat there watching the scene, ready to jump in if anything happened. Roger finally stopped vomiting and leaned against the bathtub. "Come on; let's get you back to bed." I looked at Collins and Benny and they came over helping me lift roger to his feet and help him back to his room. "I got him from here." I told them. The boys nodded and went back to there rooms, Maureen stayed in the doorway. I grabbed Rogers's blankets and put them over him. I quickly ran to my room and took my blanket giving it to him.
"Mark, this is your blanket." Roger mumbled out, his eyes half closed.
"It's alright I'll be fine without it." I whispered to him. I wasn't even sure if he heard me because when I looked back at his eyes, they where closed and his breathing was even. I walked out the door and grabbed Maureen's hand walking us back to out room. We lay down and she cuddled up next to me, wrapping the blanket around both of us.
"You need it too." She said sleepily before drifting off to sleep, and I soon did too.
I woke up to the sound of Maureen getting dressed. "Morning Marky, sleep well?" She asked in a perky voice.
"Mhm" I put on my glasses and got up. "Where are you going dressed up all nice?" I asked her.
"Meeting up with some friends for Breakfast." She grabbed her purse and kissed me quickly, "See you soon!" She called to me as I heard the loft door open and close loudly. I walked out of the room, not bothering to change out of my sweat pants and t-shirt. Collins was sitting on the couch setting up some worksheets for the kid he was tutoring tomorrow.
"Hey Mark, how's it goen?" He asked casually. I just shrugged and pored my self some coffee. After last night's ordeal I was too overwhelmed to say or do anything. I sat down on the couch next to Collins in silence when Benny walked in. He didn't greet us, he just pored himself some of the coffee that was left and sat down in the chair next to the couch.
"Rough night." He muttered taking a sip. I got up and put my cup in the sink.
"Where going to have to get used to it." Collins said his eyes not leaving the paper in his hand. Roger came out of his room, dressed in geens and a dark t-shirt.
"Hey Rog, your looking better." He just nodded, and before we could even tell what was happening he sprinted towards the door.
"No Roger!" I yelled. All three of us, ran after him and grabbed him once he made one steep out of the door.
"Let go of me! You can't tell me what to do! Just let me have a fucking hit! You don't understand!" He yelled trying to break free of our grasps, but was unable too. The withdrawal was making him weaker and he had there guys holding him, there wasn't a chance he could get away. Collins took over and grabbed Roger's arms practically dragging him back into the loft.
"Let me go Collins!" Roger screamed at him. But the anarchist didn't even respond. He shoved Roger in his room and closed the door. Locking it behind him. Roger started banging on the door.
"Let me out! You can't keep me! One Fucking hit that's all! I fucking hate you!" He continued to yell for what seemed like hours, finally the yelling stopped and the sound of crying could be heard through the door. I felt horrible, heard him cry like that, I walked over to the door and reached for the handle, but I felt Collins hand on my shoulder.
"Don't do it mark, this is the only way he is going to get better." I sighed and nodded.
"Hey Mark, you haven't filmed in a while, why don't you go out for a while." I looked over at my Camera, of course I wanted to go film, but could I really leave roger? What if he has another episode and I'm not here. "Roger will be fine." Benny continued as if he red my mind. I reluctantly nodded and grabbed my camera.
"I'll be back in an hour, two tops." They both nodded and I walked out.
Filming was such a calming thing, No worries where on my mind when I was doing it, it was like everything else went away. I think that everyone has to have an outlet or else the pressure in there life will crush them. I have my filming, Roger has is guitar, Maureen has her performing and so on. As I was thinking I ran into a police officer.
"Sorry." I mumbled to him, he just nodded at me and went back to what he was doing, which was forcing a homeless man to move away from the steeps of an apartment building. Without thinking I began to film this. No one ever get's to see the reality of the homeless, how difficult it is for them. Then it came to me, I could show them… I quickly ran home ready to tell everyone of my idea.
Hey guys! so i thought it would be cool to put out how mark actually got his idea for Today 4 U. And so Roger's withdrawal starts to get worse, but dont worr i have more in store! Thanks for R&R!