What Next?

Maryse looked over to Zack. Her eyes were narrowed as she sighed.
"Zack, you may think its not fair. But when I was flirting with him, he was NOT your LOVER, he was....I don't know but now, he loves you. Im not trying to take him back and I have not gotten up in your face like she did him. I will beat her ass if I hear her call him sadistic or any of those things." Her eyes were on the road and she was pissed.

Zack sighed.
"I might not love her as more anymore but I still do love her as like a sister. I've known her since I was in kindergarten and it was hard to let her go. But I did. And it's just upsetting that he won't let you go for me." Zack frowned. "I thought we agreed you'd quit all this shit?"

She rolled her eyes.
"What am I doing? And I am not flirting with him, why should he have to let me go, im he friends and I am not trying to take him from you."

"Yes you are. You keep flirting and it's upsetting me." Zack sighed.

She looked over at him.
"How am I flirting?"
Mike was hurting. His head throbbed and his chest ached. He wanted them to stop.

"You never stop. It's constant. The damn cooing in french. The holding. The rubbing. The song. Everything."

She frowned.
"I was telling him you loved him and you were going to take care of him in french. And would you have rather me pushed him into the floor board? You dont want me to try and make him feel better? And I happen to like that song, it was helping me drive..."

"Maryse..." Zack sighed. "Flip the situation around. Imagine I was Mike, Mike was me and you were Rosa. Now wouldn't Mike be having a fit?" He stroked Mike's hair.

She sighed and looked over at Mike.
"Yes, but alot of what she says is true. I dont say much and I dont want him. I had him for two years and one day. I dont want him back, but he is still Mikey. He is twisted and sadistic and cruel....and he dosen't know how to deal with love and jealousy..."
Mike whimpered. "Dont talk about me like im not here...."

"I'm sorry baby." Zack sighed and kissed Mike's forehead.
"But Mikey, you know I do not want Rosa. But I really do want to stay friends with her."

"I can't stop you......."
He would have to learn to deal with her talking down to him like that until she said something that really did hurt him, and then it would all blow up.

"But I will not let her talk to you like that again. Okay?"

Mike shook his head. Zack couldn't stop her, he couldn't stop her the first two times and he wont stop her the next two times.

Zack sighed.
"I love you." He stroked Mike's hair.

"Mhmmm...."
Mike closed his eyes as he felt like something was trying to split his skull open. He would tell Maryse to go. Even if Zack wouldn't do it for him, Mike was going to do it for Zack.

"How ya feelin'?" Zack cooed softly.

"Like a million fucking bucks...."
He felt like shit.
He dreaded getting to the hospital.
He hated Rosa.
This was awesome wasn't it?
He was going to hell in a hand bag...Rosa's hand bag.

"Sarcastic much?" Zack gave a small smile and rubbed his shoulders.

"Yeah well....." Mike sighed and muzzled Zack's chest.
"Maryse, where will we be there?"
She turned into a big hospital and smiled at him.
"We are here whenever you open the door."

Zack opened the door and carried Mike inside. He really hoped the doctors here were not jackasses.

They were a faggot friendly hospital so of coarse they took Mike in. They hooked him to an IV and got him ready to stay the night.

Zack stayed by his bedside as normal. He was relieved that they took him in. Now he jsut hoped the nurses knew what they were doing.

"Zack....Is Rosa coming?"
If she was, she had better not step foot into his room.

"She doesn't know where we are. And I don't want her around you. At least for the moment."

"Okay......"
He would wait for a little while, atleast until he saw Rosa again. And then he would be forced to tell Maryse they couldn't be friends.