Chapter Three

Midnight

It was nearly 10 p.m. when Mordecai's head finally hit his pillow follow by spreading his entire body all over his twin bed. It was a long day and his feet were sore from walking all over the city to find the Cart. Which they did after four hours and had to take a late lunch since they had to drive it back, put a full tank of gas in it and wash it inside out til it was Benson's approved.

Although Benson was OK with the cart being returned, Rigby wasn't happy since he had to wait nearly seven hours to have lunch and Skips wasn't happy since with them out and about trying to find the thing, he was left to pick up their chores around the park. Muscle Man wasn't happy since he lost a bet and the whole day left Mordecai a bit moody.

He led out a small sigh and tried to close his eyes and relax his sore muscle, but after a second he snapped his eyes open and reach over to grab his phone. He check the tiny screen and still there was nothing.

"You OK, dude?"

He turned his head over to the left and saw Rigby staring at him on his trampoline with tired eyes himself.

"What makes you think I'm not OK" He asked.

"Because you've been checking your phone all day." Rigby said.

"And that's a problem for you, why?"

"You look like you are waiting for a call or a text"

Surely she had his number, but, on the other hand, he did delete hers so he would make the break up easier so there might be a chance she did the same.

"Just checking social media, there's nothing else to do since you're always busy now." Mordecai said.

"Whatever dude, don't be hating." Rigby said turning over and waving him off.

The Blue Jay waited til he heard his friend snoring and check his phone again. He went on some of CJ's social media pages to see maybe she mentioned him or anything and was actually disappointed when she didn't. He scanned through her pictures she had taken from the past and brought a little smiled to his beak. She was thriving and loving every moment of it. Pictures of her and her friends taking off and traveling. A few Selfies of her at work or trying out new hairstyles again. A pang of jealously hit him when he saw pics of her with some of her guy friends that were a little too close for his comfort, but quickly brushed that off. He had no right, they were not a couple anymore and maybe they were rebounds for all he knows.

He quickly went to the dial pad on his phone and dial her number, but stopped himself before he could hit the call button. He wanted to talk to her, he missed her and was craving her touch after seeing her pictures. He groan and dropped the phone on the floor and covered his face with his pillow.

(It's only been a day, give her time) His tired mind told him.

With that in mind, he went to sleep.


The next day was no better for the bird and everyone could tell by the way he was actually working and getting stuff done around the park. That was just him trying to keep his mind busy. His friends tried to ask him what was bugging him, but he would either ignore them or just walk away with a flimsy excuse. Benson didn't see a problem since work was getting done and no drama was taken place for once. He check his phone over a million times that day and stayed up nearly half the night looking at her pictures.

The third day after their little crossover, he was getting a little pissed off about the whole thing. He felt used and girly for saying that in his head. Not one text or call or anything from CJ and it was getting to him badly. He almost skip work that day just to go to her apartment and scowl her about the whole thing if it wasn't for Rigby watching him all the time.

The fourth day, he was depressed and can't understand why he was going through all these mood swings. He just stayed in bed all day checking his phone and dialing the same number over and over again.


"Again, I don't know why he acting his way, but Margaret told me nothing happened that night." Eileen said, pouring her boyfriend another cup of coffee.

"Well I don't know what else to do, he's just been moody and always in some La La Land when no one is looking." Rigby said, taking a sip. "He's been in bed all day staring at his stupid phone. When he was sleeping I even check it and didn't see anything out of the ordinary."

"And this started after that night outing with Margaret. Hmm. She didn't seem out of the ordinary. In fact she seem rather happy that Mordecai and her talked and decided to stay friends. And according to her, Mordecai looked rather please with it as well."

"Well that doesn't explain why he's acting this way. I guess he's taken it harder than I thought."

"Just give him time and hopefully he will tell you what's really on his mind."

"Yeah, maybe." He said, looking at the clock on the wall, "I better head back before Benson gets on my ass again about long lunch breaks."

"I'll see you later then." Eileen said.

Rigby kissed her on the cheek and ran out of the coffee shop and was in such a hurry that he didn't see CJ jogging on the other side of the street. With angry music blasting in her ears and a hot, irritated look on her face showed that she wasn't handing the situation like Mordecai was either.


Benson was looking through some papers when he heard a knock at the door.

"Come in." He said, in a moody tone.

"Hey Benson, can I talk to you for a minute." Mordecai asked.

Benson looks up from his paper work and nearly did a double take when he saw Mordecai looking rather sloppy.

"Are you OK, it looks like you haven't slept in days." He said.

"I haven't really that's why I needed to talk to you" The Blue Jay said with tried eyes.

"What is it?"

Mordecai walked over and fell on the couch with a small poof and stared at his boss. "OK, this cannot leave this room. Alright?"

"OK, this must be serious since you never act this way or come to me for advice."

"I spotted one of my ex-girlfriend a few days ago and things...got a little bit..."

He was embarrassed and blushing like crazy since he was about to spill his love life to his boss after working hours no less. He crossed his wing tips together and shuffled his feet a little bit. Benson just stared at him and waited for him to continue.

"Got a little...?" Benson said, leaning forward to hear the rest.

"We talked and argued to say the least and well, for some reason, the fight lead to something..."

"Something...more dramatic...?" He asked, and by the way his employee looked at him and forming a bright, red blush on his cheeks told him he had hit the spot.

"Something more like things got heated up in a good way."

There was a minute of silence between them with Mordecai waiting for something his Boss can say about this situation. Benson started to tap his pencil and clear his throat. "So you and this girl recoiled and the problem is?"

"Aggh, we spent the night together and I just took off the next day and now I haven't heard anything from her" Mordecai said, rubbing his blood shot eyes.

"Well, have you tried calling her?" His boss asked, "Leaving in a hurry never looks good on the person"

"I wouldn't have, but I was already late for work, remember?"

"Hey, don't make this my fault or your job's fault. You're upset and moping around because she hasn't called you, well why don't you suck it up and call her or better yet talk to her face to face and figure out what's going on between you two."

"Alright, alright, if you put it that way, I'll talk to her" Mordecai said, getting up from the couch and headed to the door.

"Good, I'm sure you and Margaret will patch things up emotionally this time." Benson said, writing something down on paper.

"It wasn't Margaret" Mordecai said, leaving.

Surprised, Benson's pencil snapped.


He didn't talk to her.

He didn't know what to say or how to bring up the subject to begin with. It was nearly midnight as he just laid there in bed staring at the ceiling. He groan and rubbed his face so many times his feathers were clumping. His phone was right next to him, mocking him in his own mind. Why was this so hard he asked himself while turning around to bury his head in the pillow. All he thought about was CJ and wondered how much does she hate him this time for leaving after that night.

Suddenly a small hum came from his phone causing him to snap his head up from the pillow. His dried, red eyes grabbed the phone and looked at the message app with one new text on it. He opened it not even caring that the bright screen nearly blinded him and looked at it.

*Mordecai?*

That was it for him as he jumped out of him, not caring if he woke up Rigby, and left the room in a hurry. He ran down the hall, nearly tripping on his own two feet going down the stairs and exit the house in less than a minute. The night was cool and dark with only the light poles on to show off the dirt road. He lean against the door and finally text something back on his phone.

*Can we talk?*

He barely sent it when he heard a bicycle and looked up to see someone coming towards the house. It came to a stop under a light pole and there she was just in a helmet, a tank top and sweat pants with a sad look on her face. He walked over to her til he was only four feet away from her and didn't know what to say.

"You look like crap." CJ said, taking off her helmet.

"So do you" He said.

"Well, it's been a bad few days after being used" She said, coldly. She was pretty pissed off about the whole thing as well from what he can tell. Yet, he's not going to let her blame him for this mess.

"You? How the hell were you used?" He asked, a little mad. He was very cranky from not sleeping well.

"You're the one who left"

"I left a note."

"You never call or anything. I was waiting to hear a least something for you, but no, I couldn't get that. "

"Nothing was stopping you from calling me, if anything I was the one who was used."

"Oh really, Mr. I-don't-want-to-go-home-alone-again"

That stuck a cord, "I don't recall you complaining about it when you invited me in" Mordcai shouted, pointing a finger at her.

CJ let go of her bike and swatted his arm away from her. "That's my fault for missing you too much and letting my guard down because your precious Margaret gave you the cold shoulder."

"You leave her out of this, this doesn't involve her!" He shouted. He was mad, even after they broke up, she would always bring Margaret into every subject. As much as he didn't want to admit, but it was the main reason everything fell apart.

"YES IT DOES!" She screamed, "It always does because every time she breaks your heart you come back to me hoping to pick up the pieces. You're so heartless because you never cared about how badly this would hurt me like the last two times. Part of me wanted to believe you actually missed me enough..."

"I DID MISSED YOU" He screamed back, grabbing her hands. "For the past few days, I couldn't get you out of my head because I knew I did you wrong in the worse way possible. I couldn't even talk to Rigby about it and even asked Benson of all people for advice because the last thing I wanted to do was hurt you again."

"You could of told me that instead of ignoring me for four days!" CJ shouted.

He kept looking at her and just holding her hands made his heart race. "CJ...oh man...I'm so tired of messing things up...I...I...don't know what else to say...I meant it when I said I really did missed you...and.."

This time it was CJ who pulled him into a heated kiss. Mordecai didn't held back as he pulled her body close to his, making the kiss more intense.

"I hate the fact I can't stay mad at you. You pissed me up so many times, but I just couldn't stop..." She couldn't finish her sentence because he kissed her again.

It was ten minutes after Midnight when Mordecai opened the door to the house while holding CJ's hand and both tiptoed in. As they quietly walked up the stairs, CJ whisper, "Are you sure I can stay, I mean, I can just ride my bike home"

"No, I don't want you to go" He whispered back, giving her hand a small squeeze. He really didn't want her to go, not when she was this close to him. And the night was perfect to share with someone special.

They quietly walked down the hallway, making sure they didn't wake up Rigby or Pops. The house had another Quest Bedroom in case Pops' dad came by or any other important people. Mordecai lead her to the room and open the door. "You can stay here for the night, I really doubt you would rather bunk up with me and Rigby." He laughed nervously.

She smiled and pulled him into the room with her with Mordecai closing the door behind him wit his foot, "I couldn't stop thinking about you either" She whispered.

He kissed her again while running his wings through her soft hair...

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