Mimi was about to get changed for work when she heard someone knock on her window. She spun around and found Roger standing out on her fire escape. Her eyes narrowed, and she turned her back to the rocker.

"Come on baby, will you at least listen to me?" Roger asked.

"Where's your girlfriend?" asked Mimi without turning back around. Roger sighed.

"I'm trying to talk to her. Let me explain. If you'd just listen to me, it'll be alright. Please Mimi." Mimi rolled her eyes.

"Listen, I have to go to work. You want to talk? I'll consider it when I drop all your shit off later. Now, goodbye." Without another word, Mimi grabbed her outfit and disappeared in her bathroom. Roger waited a few minutes to see if she'd return before going back up to the loft.

Mimi struggled into her new work outfit. It was a bitch to put on, but worth it in the end. The outfit had black straps around her legs and torso, a thick black belt with metal studs, pleather gloves up to her elbows, and wrist bands that matched the belt. Mimi pulled jeans and her jacket on over her work clothes and left to go to work. As she walked down the street, Ashley saw her. The blonde girl stopped and watched Mimi go into the CatScratch Club. Ashley smiled wickedly. Mimi was a whore; Roger was dating a whore!

"Oh how the mighty have fallen," Ashley said quietly. Tonight, she'd get Roger back for sure.

Loud music thumped through Mimi as she grabbed a pole and spun around. Men cheered and waved money in the air. As Mimi grabbed some of the bills, she felt someone grab her ass. She spun around and found an older Hispanic man sitting there grinning. Mimi dug her stiletto heel into his shoulder.

"Obviously you're new here. You don't touch the girls," she growled. Mimi whistled. A bouncer came over and kicked the man out. Mimi stuffed the money down her top and began to dance again.

After the show, Mimi's friend Nancy asked, "You doin' okay Meems? You seem really out of it." Mimi nodded as she pulled her jacket on.

"Yeah, never better. Things are just a little crazy at home," she replied. "I'll see you later!" Mimi waved and left. The second she got outside, her face fell. Things were beyond crazy at home, they were a living hell. When Mimi got home, she changed and grabbed the box of Roger's old stuff.

Meanwhile, Roger was lounged across the couch, strumming away at his guitar. Someone knocked on the door, so he got up to answer it. Standing there was Ashley.

"What the hell do you want?" Roger growled. "Haven't you done enough damage?"

"You don't need Mimi, she's a whore." Roger snorted.

"You're one to talk! How many guys did you sleep with in high school? How about how many did you sleep with while we were dating?" Ashley opened and closed her mouth several times.

"This isn't about me," she said quietly after a few seconds.

"This is all about you! It's always been all about Ashley Lee. I love Mimi; I always have, and I always will. Nothing will come between us, and you can't change that. Didn't expect me to say that did you?" Ashley began to pout. With a flip of her blonde hair, she spun around only to find Mimi standing there with a cardboard box.

"Hope you're happy, whore," Ashley spat. Roger grabbed her shoulder and pushed her against the wall.

"Don't talk about her like that! You're the whore, going from guy to guy. Get the hell out of here Ashley, you're not welcome anymore." Ashley fixed her hair and left.

Mimi looked at Roger and couldn't help but smile. After all she had done, he still loved her with all his heart. Roger watched to make sure Ashley was gone before turning to Mimi.

"So, you're here to drop off my stuff," he said rather sadly. Mimi sauntered over to him.

"I'm sorry. I should have listened to you," she said. Roger wrapped his arms around her small waist and pulled her against him.

"It's my fault. I should have told Ashley to take a hike from the get go." Mimi snaked her arms around Roger's neck.

"You know, it's awfully lonely at my place. I was going to try on my work outfit and practice some of my dances, but I'd like an audience." Roger smiled and pressed his lips against Mimi's. He ran his tongue across her bottom lip and deepened the kiss.

Both were completely wrapped up in each other until they heard Mark exclaim, "I'm happy for you both, really I am, but please continue this little celebration downstairs so you don't see my lunch." Right away, Roger and Mimi broke apart.

"Mark, you really need to get laid." Mark flipped Roger off.

"Come on, we'll continue this downstairs," Mimi purred in Roger's ear. The rocker grabbed his box of stuff and went downstairs with his girlfriend. Smiling, Mark slid the loft door closed. He had known that the fight would be short, just not this short. He was happy fro them, they deserved each other.

The End

A/N: This story is dedicated to MimiluvsRoger4lyf for asking me to do a sequel to Tell Me a Story. I hope you all liked it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Until next time!! Oh, to see Mimi's costume, go to my profile, then my homepage, and scroll down on the first page!!

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