It's Like, Really Gay

12. In the End

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10:02 a.m.
On a Monday
Hospital
Dennis' POV

I came in as soon as visiting hours were open. I quickly found Mac in laying in his bed. Mac's eyes widened when I entered.
"Woah, you're early." He said.
"Yeah, I just wanted to make sure you were okay." We both smiled.
"The doc said I can leave in a few hours. I just need to be careful so I don't fuck up the scars."
I sighed in relief. "I'm glad that's all that happened."
"Me too." Mac said. There was a moment of silence.
"Hey Dennis?" He asked.
"Yeah?"
"Lets pretend this shit never happened."
I was quite hurt at first that he would suggested that, but I can't help but agree with him. This whole attempt at being romantic with Mac has been awful. My system failed and we got onto each other's asses to the point to where we have both been in the hospital now. Besides, I don't think the gang would be able to handle "us" very well.
"Yeah, being in a relationship would have never worked out anyway. It would have fucked the gang's dynamic." I admitted.
"It really would have. Probably worse than that ugly baby Dee had."
"You mean the egg she hatched?" I snickered. We both laughed.

"STOP MAKING BIRD JOKES OUT OF ME!" Dee yelled. Charlie and Frank followed behind her.
"Look who just flocked over here." Mac joked. Everyone laughed except Dee.
"Oh sorry, did he ruffle your feathers Dee?" Charlie shot back at her. She frowned and crossed her arms.
"I DON'T LOOK LIKE A GODDAMN BIRD!"
"Shut your beak Dee." Frank said. Everyone broke out into laughter except Dee again.
"Hey, lets get the hell out of here. I need a drink." Mac suggested. We all got out of the room, going back to what we always were: alcoholic assholes.