I feel a bucket of water splash all over me, I feel a sensation of energy come over. Water rushing into my nose. Quickly I sit up, blowing out water from my nose and coughing up the water that had already gone down. Ten people surround me, in a huddle. I see their faces in a blur yet I still can recognize them all. Derrick, grabs my arm and helps me up. We look at each other in a confusing moment. I unwringle my arm from his hand, I look around the room. Everyone staring at me..silence.
"Uhh..Sorry bout' that." I say embarrassed.
I rush into my office. Thinking back of the scene that just occurred. I hadn't realized how bad, and fast the disease was coming on. I put my index fingers on my temples, and rub them vigorously. I sit in my chair in a weird position, and of course Mat comes running in.
"Fuckkkkkk, are you OK man!?"
I shake my head no. I begin to cry. As unmanly as it is, sometimes you just need to. Mat stands beside me. In an awkward stance. The face he had on was very awkward also. I think of the situation that is going on right now. A grown man in his office, crying his eyes out like a little baby, curled up in a ball in his office chair, while his best friend stands beside him for a few. Mat pets my head, as if he doesn't have a fucking clue how to nurture. I look up to him in my moment of vulnerability. I think we both realized the weirdness of the situation. I see his mute smile begin to curve, yet he forces it not to. I do the same. Then we both look at each other again seeing our held back laughter and begin to crack up. Tears pouring down my face from either crying or laughing so hard. We both say in sync..
"Gaaaaaaaaaaaaay."
and we crack up again.
"Dude, I love our gay moments." Mat smiles at me.
I nod my head with my still existing smile. I will miss having moments with my best friend like this...
