Everything's Alright

Chapter Twenty Two

SARAH POV

I opened my eyes slowly. I was still in the hospital. Fuck. I looked around and saw Ozzy and Jack cuddling on one side while Suzy and Arin were on the other. The boys were asleep.

"Hey, you're awake." Ozzy said with a smile. I smiled back. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm okay. My head hurts a little, but nothing too bad. Is Mark around?” I asked. They pointed to the couch near the window.

There he was. His hair was a mess and even though he was getting his greatly needed sleep, he still had bags under his eyes. He had forgotten to take off his glasses, so they were askew on his face. He was curled up in a ball. He looked adorable and I had to smile.

"Do you want me to wake him?" Suzy asked.

"No, let him sleep. He needs it." I said. I grabbed the remote and turned on the television. "What I wouldn't do for Netflix."

"Is that what you miss the most?" Ozzy asked.

"That, good food, and getting to do videos with Mark." I said.

We watched TV for a while. Arin woke up and he and Suzy went to grab food for everyone. Mark let out a little snore that made Ozzy and I cover our mouths to stifle our giggles.

"Has he asked you out yet?" I asked, looking at them and Jack.

Ozzy blushed. "No. Do you think he will?"

"Hell yeah. You don't understand how big of a crush he has on you. I noticed it when he first arrived."

They blushed again, and they stammered something about liking him back but being way too fucking shy.

"You know I'm awake, right?" He said, his eyes still closed

Ozzy and I froze, an intense blushing appearing on both faces. We looked at each other, then at Jack.

"Well, then maybe you can account for your actions." Ozzy said very sassily. But before he could answer, Arin and Suzy came back in with Wendy's. I started munching on the fries, not all that hungry.

"Food...." Mark murmured.

"If you want it, get your ass up." Arin said, throwing a pillow at him.

Jack and Mark both woke up and joined us in our dinner. Arin and Suzy talked about the new group game they were playing. Jack talked about an upcoming con that he wanted to attend. Mark stayed quiet for a while. I assumed he was still waking up.

At about ten, a nurse came in.

"We're sorry. But visiting hours are closed." She said, very politely.

"Oh, damn. Already?" Suzy asked, looking at her watch. It did read ten. She and Arin gave me a hug. They left.

"Hey, Mark? So, I didn't have enough money to buy both the plane ticket and a hotel room, so would it be possible for me to sleep at your place? I'll sleep on the couch its no problem." Ozzy said.

Mark nodded.

"Sweet, thanks." Jack seemed hurt but he covered it up with a smile. They both hugged me.

Then Mark.

He walked over and looked me over. His eyes were bloodshot. I reached up and ran my fingers through his hair and sheen his cheek.

"I love you to the moon and back."

He kissed me. I didn't want to let go. He was so intoxicating.

"I'll see you tomorrow."

"Maybe I'll get to leave."

He smiled and they all left.

******

A few days after the aneurism, the doctors said I could go home. We were all so happy. They said I had to stay in a wheelchair because I still couldn't stand on my own two feet. That was going to take time.

We had to close the curtains for me to change. I had Suzy and Ozzy help me change into actual clothes. Them Mark picked me up and placed me in my wheelchair. He insisted on pushing me around. He had Ozzy hold the camera as he escorted me out of the hospital and to the car.

Once we were all in the car, we started jamming to MCR.

"This is so 2005!" Mark yelled over the rest of us screaming the lyrics.

"And we couldn't give I've less of a fuck!" Ozzy replied.

After a while, I looked back to ask Ozzy about when they were leaving only to see then cuddled up to Jack, with his arm around them. I looked at Mark with a smile on my face. He looked in his mirror and laughed.

Then he started singing "Kiss the Girl" with gender neutral terms. I snorted, which made us all laugh. Jack and Ozzy's faces were both red as tomatoes.

We arrived at Jack's apartment. As he climbed out he gave Ozzy a kiss on the cheek. He left without another word.

"Well, go after him!" I exclaimed at Ozzy, who was red faced and in shock. They snapped out of it and ran like hell after him.

They tapped him in the shoulder. When he turned, he grabbed his shirt and brought him close, smashing their lips together. I died inside.

Jack was confused at first, but then he held Ozzy's face with his hands and kissed them back. They broke apart.

"I think I'm gonna stay with Jack." Ozzy hollered without looking back at me.

"Have fun you two." I teased as Mark began to drive away. I looked at him with a huge smile. He was smiling as well.

"Did you ship it?" I asked him.

"Now I do. But that's not why I'm smiling."

"Oh, then why are you smiling?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Well, for one, you're coming home. And the other being because now Jack can't hit on you."

"Mark Fischbach!" I playfully hit his arm. But I was laughing. "Goddammit, Mark!"  I facepalmed myself as I laughed.

We arrived at our apartment. Mark helped me back into my wheelchair and pushed me to the elevator. Once we were in his apartment, he turned to me.

"What do you wanna do?"

"Kick your ass in some Super Smash Bros." I winked.

"You're fucking on." He said, getting the game and system working. As he did so, I moved myself over to the couch. "Do you need help?"

"No, I think I got it. Thanks." I said. I locked the chair into place so that it didn't move. I scooted myself to the front of my chair and lifted myself. I went face first into the couch. Mark tried to come over and help, but I waved my hand at him. I picked myself up and flipped over. I gave a sigh of exhaustion once I was sitting properly.

"I could have helped." Mark said softly, coming over to where I was.

"I gotta be able to help myself sometimes, Mark." I said, looking at him.

He was silent. He handed me a controller. We began to fight. I was Link while he was Kirby. We battled for a few hours. He would lose some and I would win some more.

I eventually got tired, so Mark picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. He grabbed a night shirt and put it next to me.

"Do you need help?" He asked.

"No, I think I got it. Thank you, sweetie." Mark turned away as I changed. It took me a few minutes but he was patient. "Okay, I'm done." I said. I brought the covers up to my chest.

Mark stripped himself of his shirt and pants. He crawled into bed next to me and held me close to him. I enjoyed having him close to me again. I missed his smell and the way he held me when we cuddled.

I looked up at him in the soft lighting. He was looking back at me. I kissed his nose.

"You missed." He teased, his mischievous smirk etched on his face. He leaned in and kissed me softly. I could tell that we both missed this. Us.

I snuggled myself into his chest and closed my eyes. I fell asleep to the sound of his breathing.