Broken (Edited edition)

Bowling

So, this might surprise you, but I've never been bowling. Nope, I've never been bowling. I don't understand what's the purpose of it. You throw a ball down a lane and knock pins down. Where's the excitement? See that's why I like baseball. It's exciting, and you never know what to expect. But with bowling, it just seems boring to me. They even have shows with the best bowlers. These guys...they think they're hot shit but they're not. They're just throwing a ball down to hit some pins. Yet Mark seems so excited to be going bowling." Wow, it's been forever since I've bowled. I hope I still remember how to do this." He says, moving his fingers around. I give him a confused look as he buttons his pants. He took a shower after we returned from the pool, and now had his hair slicked back. Danny's taking a shower now in our room, while Jack's taking a shower in the other room.

I sit on one of the beds as I watch Mark struggle to button his jeans. His casted hand is making it difficult for him to get the button through the hole, and he's getting angry. I can understand that type of anger. The frustration of unable to do something on your own. You know you can, but something is holding you back. I get off the bed, and button it for him. Zipping his fly as I walk back to the bed in silence." Thanks Lyca. I might have started cussing in a little bit." He says, a small chuckle escapes his lips. I just nod, and lay down on the bed." What's wrong sweetie pie? Something bothering you?"

"No, nothing. It's...nothing." I say, resting my hands on my stomach. I hear Mark walkover to the bed. He's then standing right next to my head, looking down at me with his head tilted to the side." Nah, somethings up. You don't do this 'silent treatment' to me anymore. So somethings up." He sits down next to me on the bed. He messes with my shirt a little bit. I'm wearing a T-shirt. Yes, a T-shirt. It's dark blue, and has white cuffs on the short sleeves." This looks really good on you." Mark gives me the compliment to cheer me up, and it makes me smile. Only a little bit. I thank him for the compliment, sitting up so we're looking eye to eye.

"If I'm being honest with you, I kind of confused about your interest in Bowling. I mean I understand if a person loves baseball or football.   But bowling?  What's to love about bowling?"  I ask him, and he just shakes in disbelief.  His hair is still wet, and I feel droplets hit my face as he shakes his head. He looks at me, a grin spread across his face. "  And I thought you surprised me the last time when you didn't know the definition of 'fun'. Now here we are, you confused about bowling. Love, bowling is just  cZfun to play with a group of friends. I don't LOVE acbowling, but I do enjoy it. You understand?"
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"Sort of, not really."  He ruffles up my hair, and gets me in a hug." You will once we get there." The shower turns off, and I hear Danny's big feet hitting the moist floor. I can almost visualize him walking around with no towel on. Butt naked drying himself off. I hear the sink turn on, and hear him brush his teeth. Danny had confided in me before that he loves to walk around naked after a shower. For his body to naturally dry on its own.

"Dan! Hurry up! We're not growing any younger out here!" Mark shouts, now laying down on the mattress with his arm wrapped around my waist." Hold on! I'm almost done. Just putting my shirt on." I can hear his mouth is full of toothpaste, and he's struggling with something. I hear thuds and crashes. Danny curses a few times here and there, swearing at something in his way or that he ran into.

The bathroom door opens, and out walks out dressed Daniel Sexbang in a Ninja Sexbang T-shirt underneath a black suit jacket, black jeans with clean converses. His frizzy hair isn't all the way poofed up, but it's getting there. " How do I look?" He twirls around in a circle to give us the full view.

"Like my uncle." I say sarcastically, and he gives me a look." Ha ha hardy har.  Very funny Angel. Seriously, how do I look?"  He pulls at his jacket, tugging at his shirt collar. That's what he does when he's anxious. It's cute." You look fine. Like my cool uncle  who's trying to impress my friends. We're just going bowling."  Mark as now wrapped both arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I try to get out of his grip, but he uses his strong hands to keep me from escaping."  Danny help!"  I say, while Mark starts to giggle."  Don't worry, I'll save the princess."  Danny leaps onto the bed, and pretend-fights with Mark. Mark starts squealing, and lets go of me.