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ATTN:Mimi Benny sat behind the steering wheel of the green Range… - Measure in love...
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Days of Inspiration: A Rent RPG
Fri, Dec. 1st, 1989 06:21 pm
ATTN:Mimi

Benny sat behind the steering wheel of the green Range Rover contemplating going upstairs or calling Mimi and having her come down. Ultimately he decided it was a better idea to have her come down. This avoided the potential fight in her apartment. Besides he didn't want to run into any of his former roomies, that had a far greater potential for disaster than a fight with Mimi. What was the most recent term his friends used to describe him?

"Oh yes" He muttered "The sell out, or yuppy scum" The thought made him a little sad, Mark and Roger just didn't understand. He shrugged and picked up his cell phone this trip wasn't about them. This was about him and the girl downstairs.

"Mimi, come downstairs I'm double parked." It was his way of justifying to her not coming up. He wasn't trying to be un-gentleman like. He wanted so badly to please her. That reminded him. He set a single rose on the seat beside him, it was so red that it was almost black. It was her favorite.

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Mimi Marquez
Mon, Mar. 13th, 2006 02:38 am (UTC)

"Gotta go." Mimi took one last look at Angel and fled the apartment. She wasn't sure anymore where she'd less like to be. Outside was Benny, and the relationship that had been haunting her for the past three months. Inside was her best friend, looking at her with eyes full of hurt.

The air outside assaulted her with a wintry blast as she opened the stairwell door, and she pulled her threadbare jacket around herself. Benny's green Range Rover was across the street, conspicuously un-double-parked, she noticed. She sighed, and tried to tell herself that this would really be the last time, that she wasn't going to let him and his chronic lies hurt her all over again.


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the_sellout1
Mon, Mar. 13th, 2006 02:46 am (UTC)

Benny got out of the car and opened the door for Mimi, Ushering her inside and out of the cold. He climbed back inside and turned the heat up a little higher, he hated to see her shiver. It made him want to wrap his arms around her and warm her, but he figured that would be pushing it.

"Sorry I didn't come up. I didn't want to get towed. This spot just opened up." He smiled ruefully at her. "I didn't make any reservations, I wasn't sure what you were in the mood for."


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Mimi Marquez
Mon, Mar. 13th, 2006 02:49 am (UTC)

So he was going to make her decide. She knew that this was dangerous, that she was risking getting pulled back in too deep, but at the same time it was reassuring that he didn't appear to have an agenda.

Some truth, Benny, she thought, but kept her thoughts to herself. The look on his face was decidedlly disconcerting.

"Anything's fine. I never get tired of the Life, you know."


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the_sellout1
Mon, Mar. 13th, 2006 03:03 am (UTC)

He had hoped she would chose something different, the Life Cafe was her standard answer. He watched her for a minute and then put the car in drive.

"If that's what you are in the mood for that's where we will go." They both sat in silence until they were in front of the Life. Noticing the flurries of snow he decided now was the time to mention the box in the back seat.

"I have something for you." He reached in the back and grabbed the large box and presented it to her. "I saw this and had to buy it for you."


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Mimi Marquez
Mon, Mar. 13th, 2006 03:11 am (UTC)

The sound that escaped her lips and she pulled off the box-top was something between a squeal and a gasp. Inside sat the very coat she'd been eyeing in the window of the Waldorf Hysteria all week. It was long and furry and leopard-pring. Her trademark.

"Oh...my god." Her first instinct was to thank him, but for some reason she couldn't get Angel's face out of her mind.

If It's going to be over, it has to be over don't let him buy you with pretty things and nice words.

"Benny, why are you doing this?"


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the_sellout1
Mon, Mar. 13th, 2006 03:24 am (UTC)

He watched her in silent enjoyment as a look of joy came to her face. Unfortunately he was just as quickly sobered by her secondary reaction. Their eyes met as he searched himself for the answer to a question he wasn't sure he knew.

"Why does there have to be a motive?" he asked her, skirting his own uncertainties.


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Mimi Marquez
Mon, Mar. 13th, 2006 03:26 am (UTC)

"Because, there always is, Benny. With you there always is. You tell me that I don't fit into your equation, that I need to get lost because I'm tipping the balance of your carefully manipulated life. Now you want to tell me that you've brought me here and given me this out of pure charity?" She resisted the urge to hurl the garment at him. "Fuck this, Benny."


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the_sellout1
Mon, Mar. 13th, 2006 03:37 am (UTC)

"First of all, there is nothing I have ever done in regards to you out of charity. Is it so hard to believe that I might actually care?" He starred at her.

Suddenly his insecurities about her came rushing back. He couldn't help but think now that calling her had been the exact wrong thing to do.


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Mimi Marquez
Mon, Mar. 13th, 2006 03:41 am (UTC)

That's what I'm afraid of, Benny. If I start to believe you do...then I'll have to care too.

But she didn't say it, didn't tell him that she'd waited three months to hear those two small words.

I care.

But she didn't. She didn't care. She repeated it over and over in her mind like a mantra.

Idon'tcareBennyIdon'tcareIdon'tcareIDON'TCARE.

"Because caring doesn't make you fucking rich, Benny. You made that decision when you married for money."


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the_sellout1
Tue, Mar. 14th, 2006 01:34 am (UTC)

Benny stared at Mimi feeling the knife in his heart. Despite what anyone thought he actually cared about this girl, making her words sting.

“That’s right Mimi, it’s all my fault. You have always been the poster girl of perfection. How on earth could I forget that?” his voice was cruel. He knew she was right, but he’d never admit it. He didn’t want to be that asshole, the person he’d clearly turned into.


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Mimi Marquez
Tue, Mar. 14th, 2006 02:06 am (UTC)

She thought about driving the heal of her stiletto boot straight into the top of his foot, about grabbing the steering wheel and stepping on the gas, about slapping him hard across the face. If there was one thing she couldn't stand, it was having the tables turned on her; she'd come to him to feel loved, and he'd made her feel lower than dirt. She'd sacrificed because she'd thought he'd make her feel better, and here he was rubbing salt in the wound. She thought she ought to do something to get back at him, to make him feel as worthless as she did, but as always found herself unable to fight back.

"Fuck you, Benny," she spat, and fled the car.


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the_sellout1
Tue, Mar. 14th, 2006 05:27 pm (UTC)

“Dammit” Benny muttered and got out of the car to go after her. “Mimi, wait” he called out, knowing full well she wouldn't. He was already chasing her and had no difficulty catching up. He reached out for her, wrapping his arms around her waist, picking her up in the process. Anything to stop her from leaving.

“I'm sorry.” he buried his face in her hair breathing in the scent of her shampoo.”I didn't mean it, I'm sorry.” He was afraid to look at her, afraid that if he opened his eyes she'd be gone. Keeping his face buried just so he could feel her, smell her. It made him long for her.


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Mimi Marquez
Wed, Mar. 15th, 2006 01:39 am (UTC)

"Benny..." She was ashamed to hear the tightness of tears in her own voice, but the pressure in her throat was too great to hide. The sudden contact had reminded her why she'd loved this man, why she'd been willing to give so much for him--why it had hurt so badly when he'd told her she could never compare to the prospect of cold hard cash. Mimi curled her fingers under, digging her nails into the flesh of her palms, and struggled against Benny's grasp. "Please. Please don't do this."


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the_sellout1
Wed, Mar. 15th, 2006 01:55 am (UTC)

"I can't let you go, not like this." His voice was but a whisper. He still hadn't loosened his hold on her, still hadn't pulled his face out of her hair. He hated that she was struggling to get away from him. He finally managed to regain some semblance of his composure. Then turned her in his arms and pressed his face against hers. "Don't fight it."


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Mimi Marquez
Wed, Mar. 15th, 2006 02:00 am (UTC)

"There's a name for this, you know," said Mimi, suddenly angry. "It's called rape."

She thought later that it was the look of sorrow in his eyes that set her off. Anything else, should could handle. Sadness, guilt...they just reminded her of everything he'd caused her.

How dare you, Benny. How fucking dare you. You've got no fucking right to come crying back to me. You were the one who wanted it to be over.

She didn't register that her hand had moved until it connected with the side of his face.


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the_sellout1
Wed, Mar. 15th, 2006 02:08 am (UTC)

Benny was stunned. How could she think he would do that to her? To accuse him of rape? He was mortified. Had he turned into such a bastard that she could honestly think he would be capable of such a horrible thing.

His arms dropped away from her numbly, his eyes full of defeat.

"Just go" his words were a cold whisper.


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