Mordecai and Rigby

The "L" Word

   Eileen came out laughing. As miniacle as it sounded, she found a way to ruin it with her high and obnoxious voice.

   "Whoops. Too much of this in the cake mix, don't you think?" she twirled a glass beaker in the air that was filled with some thick, black substance.

   I clentched my fists and slammed them down on the table. "What the hell is that?"

   Eileen sighed impatiently and took her time walking to the table I was now standing at.

   "Don't you mind what it is. What you should care about, however, is what's wrong with your friend." Eileen motioned to Rigby with her eyes.

   I fell on my knees and scooped up Rigby. He was still mubling things I didn't understand very well.

   "Why.. You could have killed him!" I flailed my loose arm around, giving her a deathly stare.

   "He broke my heart!" she slapped a hand on her chest. "He told me he didn't feel anything when we kissed. He told me he felt something for someone else."

   "He can't just get away with that."

   I furrowed my eyebrows in complete disgust. "That's pathetic! Rigby shouldn't be threatened just for making you upset. Get over it!"

   A person fumbled into the shop while I was screaming and dialed the police. I only knew that when he shouted at us that the police where on their way.

   Thank god.

   I looked down at Rigby as I positioned his head comfortably in my arm. I started to slightly understand what he was saying, now.

   "I.... I... uh...ungh..." he gripped onto his stomach like he was in pain. "I lo-... love... I love y-.. y-.. you... M- M- Mordecai..."

   I nearly dropped his head at the sound of those words.

   An ambulance siren was fuming outside as two men in uniform bursted through the doors. They hoisted Rigby up, stuffed him into the back of that white truck, and rushed off. All without saying one word to me.