Date: Sat, 8 Sep 2001 22:08:16 -0700 From: Mel Mac <vocal76@yahoo.com> Subject: Endless 6 So here's another long overdue installment. Well... just cut to the chase and read the story... like you guys read all this stuff anyways... :) vocal76 Evil Disclaimer: Any resemblance blah blah blah is coincidental... at least I think it is anyways. If you're under 18 please leave as you shouldn't be reading this anyways. If you're offended by homosexual material then you've come to the wrong place. Endless 6 ======================================================================== Mike walked into Marc's room with some flowers, an Elmo doll, and a card. Marc was sitting upright in his bed reading. He turned to look up at Mike as he entered the room. "I don't think you should be here." Marc turned his head away from Mike as he felt the tears start coming. "I... I'm sorry." Mike sighed and closed the door. "Please... just go... I can't see you right now." Marc reached up to wipe some tears away. "I'm sorry... Marc... can we talk? Please?" Mike slowly walked towards the bed. He set everything down with the myriad of other gifts Marc had received during his stay. He pulled up a chair next to Marc and sat down. He felt his own tears brim to the surface. "Look... can you just please leave... I can't talk to you right now... I can't see you right now... please." Marc reached up to wipe away some more tears. Mike gently took his hand in his. He reached up with his free hand and brushed Marc's tears away. Marc pushed Mike's hand away and still wouldn't turn to look at him. "I'm sorry... what else do you want me to say?" he wiped his own tears away as he sat back in the chair. "I don't want you to say anything. I just want you to leave me alone. I don't want to see you right now. I don't want you here. Just go, okay?" Marc stared off towards the ceiling as tears flowed freely down his cheeks. "I love you." Mike stated simply. He tried to reach for Marc's hand again. "DON'T SAY SHIT LIKE THAT!" Marc finally turned to face Mike as he raised his voice. "I mean it. I love you." Mike reached over and tried for Marc's hand again. "You're not *like* that, remember?" Marc reminded Mike bitterly. "I was confused. But I love you... I have for a long time." Mike slumped in his seat and let his tears fall. "Dude, just go..." Marc's voice cracked as he turned his face away again. "For the longest time... I've wanted to be with you for the longest time and when you... when you held me... and when you... when you tried to kiss me... I got scared okay... and I was gonna talk to you and I was gonna tell you and then they told me... and then I couldn't stop crying and I just feel guilty because of what happened cuz its my fault." Mike's tears flowed freely as he spoke. He didn't bother to even try to wipe them. Marc sat in silence, head turned towards the window. He still refused to look over at his once best friend. The one person who he had already admitted his love for sat confessing similar feelings and Marc didn't know what to make out of the whole mess. "Please say something." Mike pleaded in response to Marc's silence. He slipped his hand into Marc's own and squeezed. No comforting squeeze came back from Marc's part. He simply turned his head and looked at Mike with puffy, red eyes. At least it was something. Mike's spirit climbed up just a bit in hopes that Marc would forgive him and give him a chance to start over. Slowly Marc withdrew his hand from Mike's and set it over his other on his lap. He slowly turned his head back and continued to stare out of the window at the world he had tried desperately to leave. "Marc... I love you... please..." Mike pleaded further. Still no answer. Marc wouldn't even so much as acknowledge his presence. Mike couldn't even read him any more. After spending years of friendship and developing that intimate bond of being able to read each other it was lost on him. They both sat in silence. The occasional sniffling from Mike broke the silence. Marc ignored it. Mike remained quiet hoping and yearning that Marc would say something. Hoping and waiting for Marc to forgive him. Marc still sat unmoving, unresponsive to his best friend's crying. After waiting for what seemed to stretch for an eternity Mike stood up to leave. "I love you..." Mike offered as he shut the door behind him. ======================================================================== Sorry all that this is taking forever for me to finish. I'm starting to clear my muddled head and come off this huge writer's block thats been plagueing me. But hopefully I'll keep myself inspired to write. Thanks for being so patient with me and the story. just mail me vocal76@yahoo.com... peace and adobo grease!