Falling Through the Cracks ~Chapter 10

    He squinted his eyes to allow them to adjust to the light and peered around the room. He glanced at the alarm clock on the nightstand but didn't really read it. He began to get up and stretched, popping his back in the process. He slunked over to the bathroom to clean himself off and put some clothes on. He needed to take a shower, he was completely out of it and sticky all over.

    "Gosh, i really need a cup of tea..." he sighed with a yawn.

After getting out of the shower he threw on his robe. Then he glanced at the digital alarm clock in the room. He finally began to really notice how late it was. "Geesh, I've really been a sleep for some time now," Aaron giggled a little and looked around the room. That's when it hit him.

"Where did Mark go?" He was so sure he wasn't dreaming about him being around. Sure every now and then he had little dreams and Mark were in them, but it seemed like all traces of Mark being there didn't exist. Aaron didn't dwell on it very long, he just figured that he went to get food. It seemed that whenever he saw him doing nothing he was eating... or punching something. He wished that he understood Mark more than he did, it seemed that even though at times when they were intimate, he was still so far away. Deep down all Aaron really wanted was to make Mark smile and have fun with him. Mark's smile was so infectious. "I suppose that is how he has so many people following him." 

       

    But sometimes when it came to Mark, it just seemed like he didn't fit in. Mark always seemed to be moving forward and moving on to greater things. He didn't want to be the one factor that was holding him back. Aaron sat there on the edge of the bed thinking about a lot of things at once, every now and then glancing over at the coffee machine on the little table next to the small refrigerator that they seemed to put in every room. The coffee machine bubbled and strained a little trying to make his tea that he put inside of it.     

   

     He giggled to himself a little very shyly. He continued to think about Mark, partially because he could shake the empty burning sensation he had now after last night. What was going on between them? It didn't make as much sense as Aaron hoped it would. In the beginning all he wished for is for Mark to know how he felt, but now they both knew how the other felt and things just became more confusing. How did Mark really feel about him? Why was the only time they were really together when they were craving each other? And if it did somehow work out against all odds pitted against them, Aaron would near to never be able to see him in person. Were the destined to only see each other by pure coincidences? 

    "ugggh, why are things so confusing." Aaron knew that he wasn't the smartest person, out of the two of them, but now he wasn't really sure about anything. Most of the time Mark's actions confused him. He walked over to the coffee maker and attempted to get the now liquid tea. He grabbed the handle and attempted to pour it in his striped mug, but not paying much attention to what he was doing caused him to spill a little on his wrist. He winced at the pain but continued to pour it."tea, I love you... but you hurt."

    After placing the pitcher of hot tea back down on the small table, he began to blow into the mug to try to cool it down a bit. He attempted to back up into the bed and sit down, but ended up backing into the nightstand. "oops" He turned and corrected himself to sit on the bed. He felt something under his foot. It was a small folded piece of paper. Maybe it had been sitting there the whole time, he didn't know. Yami wasn't one for noticing things right of the bat, it took him some time to get acquainted with his environment every now and then.

He placed his tea down and leaned over to pick it up.

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    "Did you have fun.  You and that guy seem to hang out a lot." 

    "Yeah, well hes going back to Britainland, so it really doesn't matter now does it!" 

   

     "I guess not, but its nice to have someone to hang out with, when Bob and Wade can't." Mark nodded. He agreed that having someone to talk to was nice, but he also agreed within himself that having someone to project his feelings upon was nice to but...

    "Well, its not like I'm not used to being by myself anyway..." Mark turned away, he didn't like talking about his relationship status for to long, it brought him to a place he didn't want to be, and he definitely didn't want to have this conversation with his brother again. It was silent for the majority of the rest of the ride. Yes, they were going back to the event, it was the last day so there was sure to be a lot of people there for last minute stuff. He was going to be with his brother for the whole day basically, and help out. Maybe even meet some more fans and update his Twitter along the way.

    When they finally got there it was pretty crowded. What else would you expect when people are having last minute sales on merchandise. They went back to Tom's booth and started doing random stuff. Mark enjoyed hanging out with fans, it took his mind off of life for a little bit. It took his mind off of eventually having to deal with what was to come.

    Later on the day was dying down. It seemed like a slow train that was very long, but slowly came to an end. It was tiring, but for the most part lots of fun. It was nice to see people that knew him and addressed knowing him, but it was also really werid when people knew him and would say "hi" but not tell him that the knew him. It was as if a stranger was stalking him. And he was sure that some crazy person was.

His thigh started vibrating. 

    

    "Wade what do you want?!?"

    "Nothing. I just wanted to tell you I'll be coming over to help you unset up some of that stuff."

    "Un..set up? What the hell is that?" Mark joked with him.

    "You know what I mean! Bob is gone so it will just be me." Wade managed to get out in his normal, squeaky type voice. Sometimes even Wade found         the bashing from Mark kind of funny sometimes.

    "Oh, well...I guess I'll just have to deal with you then..." Mark replied in his over exaggerated drama queen voice. He really was glad that Wade was coming though. It would given him something added to do. Wade just sighed, what could have been classified as a chuckle to and hung up. At this point Mark couldn't think of anything better than, going home. But as soon as he was about to head back over to his brother's booth Wade was already there looking for him. Mark sped walked over to him.

    "What the hell Wade, If you're already here why the hell bother texting me?" Wade turned to look in Mark's direction. He laughed a little bit under his breath at how funny Mark looked, trying to stomp angrily. He was just a shy to short and had a big personality.

    "Wait...Whats so funny?"he stared at him in a suspicious way. Wade gave him what was supposed to be an indifferent face but it ended up being a "im taller than you face" with an added smirk.

    "You douche bag..." Mark didn't have to ask any further. He knew that some people considered him short. But in all reality he didn't think he was. Wade was just unnaturally taller.

    "Just make yourself useful and come help me pick up this junk." They walked back over to the booth and began taking stuff down and putting it back the way it was when they arrived. 

It was getting late, very late. Tom had went somewhere to pack up some boxes. The place was pretty empty, but people still continued to take down their decorations and advertisements. Mark was still frustrated, doing work didn't help at all. It was getting pretty aggravating having to explain the Wade where to put things over and over. Mark's sure he has mentioned it before but, Wade was pretty dumb.

"Look don't bother, I'll move it myself." he picked up on of the boxes and began walking out side. "If you need me I'll be outside putting this away... actually doing something right." Mark proceeded outside carrying this big box that he could hardly see over it, but he just wanted to prove a point to Wade. Not really able to see where he was going, he guessed on multiple moments times where he was but it didn't take long for him to bump into a person standing outside.

    "Oh...I'm sorry." Mark put down the box to apologize to the mystery person.

    "No...Its alright. I wanted to talk to you anyway."