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A Secret Between Us	By : pissiMissi Category: Musicals/Plays > RENT Views: 1048 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Nine: Time Flies, Time Dies

Three months later - Mark’s POV
Her hair was all around me, against my shoulders, face and neck my hands traveled over her slick body. Her skin smelled sweet, her kisses tasted good again she’d stopped using a month before. She tightened herself purposely around me, sparks of pleasure there, her brown eyes were fully dilated oh god she was close and so was I, dangerously close. My body trembling and straining above her. She unlocked her legs from around me letting me be free to thrust into her harder, I knew she was coming, I could feel her hot body clinch down around me. I moaned her name as I let go filling the latex, I found myself wishing I could be filling her and not the damn condom.
Mimi told Roger she was staying the night with Angel, Collins treated him to a night out drinking. It wasn’t a real lie she’d leave before it was too late and we fell asleep. I avoided him as best I could what else was I supposed to do? I knew it was wrong but that’s what made it so exciting, the thrill of knowing I wasn’t supposed to have her. Despite all of that knowing that my friendship was at stake I loved her. I loved her more then he ever could.
I don’t know how long I slept but when I awoke she was still fast asleep next to me, tangled in sweat soaked sheets. After I felt sure enough my legs would support me I went to the bathroom and discarded the latex glove. The building was quiet around us I guessed it was about 1 in the morning no one had come hammering on the door and Angel hadn’t called so I assumed we were safe for now.
I made a mental note to photograph her in the future while she slept, I could see her face from my place in the kitchen as I waited for the tea to finish warming up.
Mimi had this hard outer shell that no one seemed to break hiding behind the drugs and the stripper job but to me she was so much more then that. Beautiful, confident but besides all of that she was hurt she’d been very very hurt during her life just like the rest of us. She’d get so quiet when we were together she’d cry and try her hardest to not show me.
“Smells good.”
Her voice startled me, I turned from my place at the table, “Would you like some?” Before I finished the question she had taken my cup from my hands and sipped from it.
“No.” She said. Mimi set my cup on the table and wrapped her arms around my neck sleepily from behind.
I felt the press of her breasts against my back, I grabbed her hand rubbing it lightly with my thumb. “I’m sorry if I woke you.”
She circled around the chair to climb into my lap, she was wearing my favorite shirt. I have to admit her curly hair and tan skin mixed with her rosy cheeks really pulled off the maroon and blue shirt. “Not at all, honey.” Mimi stared at me that so familiar longing in her eyes something that seemed so new every time.
I smiled, braver then I ever could be with another person, I pulled up the shirt slowly, very slowly until the cloth was all in my hands her caramel colored breasts were completely uncovered. She let out a soft sound as I kissed them, watching her nipples become small and stiff, they seemed to darken in their color right before my eyes.
Her long fingers brushed against my face, sliding off my glasses shivers went down my spine. “Come on, Marky....”
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- A Week Later -
Mimi’s POV
“What the hell is your problem!?”
“I don’t have one.”
“Then why won’t you?”
“Because I have a headache!”
“It’s been almost a month....”
“Is that all you ever think about!?” I felt myself breaking on the inside. Staying with Roger was the worse the mistake I could ever make well it was at least in the top five worst things I could ever do along with shooting up with an infect needle. I was scared. I was scared of what might to me if he found out. I was scared that Roger would hate me and Mark and that Mark would one day resent me because I was the ruin of their friendship.
“I don’t want to.”
The fight was about sex. I stopped sleeping with him when I stopped using. The only reason he noticed was because I moved a lot more when I wasn’t passed out. The accusations about Benny never quit. He still raved about like a fucking lunatic. I was surprised he hadn’t found out, both Mark and I were either exhausted or both very chipper during the day.
He’d almost caught us a few times. One of Maureen and Joanne’s huge catfights had saved us from being found out. All three of them had been on their way up to the loft for Mr. Fix-everything-with-the-touch-of-a-button Mark, we were on the couch, they were screaming and yelling in the hallway and he got caught in the middle very pissed off, we were trying to be quiet. Another time we were in my bed, Roger had gone out for some cigarettes, and Benny showed up at the door for my rent or so he said. (As Roger put it.) The door was locked so there he was knocking on it, Mark barely had time to put on his clothes when I shoved him out the window onto the fire escape. I had put blanket around myself and answered thinking it was just going to be some tiny exchange between the two of us but of course Roger had to show up.
“It’s because you’re tired from fucking him aren’t you!?”
I felt my blood boil. I wanted to tell him. I wanted to scream it out let the world know what I was doing but most of all I wanted to hurt him. At that moment I wanted him to hurt the way I was hurting. This whole thing was tearing me up inside. Yes, I cared very deeply for Roger but somewhere along the line I stopped. I realized that we could never be anything because we are too much a like and it was fucking killing me.
“I’M NOT FUCKING BENNY! I’M-” in love with your best friend...I wanted to say it I wanted to! My hand, with a mind of it’s own, went across his face so hard it stung my palm.
- The loft -
Mark’s POV
“GET OUT!”
Mimi’s voice.
I jumped out the chair and pushed the door open. My heart pounded hard as I stared down at her door.
Roger stormed out of the door and up the stairs.
I could hear her sobbing and Roger was coming upstairs towards me my stomach in knots I was going to be sick.
He didn’t say anything to me as he passed and went into the loft. His face was red with fury and what looked like hand print. “I hit her.” Roger said finally after I shut the door, he was lying on the couch staring at something on floor that I didn’t see.
“You what?!”
“I fucking hit her!”
I swallowed back all desire to yell at him I wanted to run downstairs to Mimi and hold her and comfort her but I couldn’t move. He could kick my ass in any fight and he had the past, the anger burning off of him was the same as it was years ago when he was coming off the drugs and would attack me. I was frozen.
“GODAMMIT!” He slammed his fists into the couch cushion and looked over at me. His eyes were glassy with tears “Mark, If you knew something about her you’d tell me right?”
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