The Healing Path
Disclaimer: I do not own this
Notes: IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!! Thank for all the wonderful reviews I liked them a lot. Last chapter the chicken soup they were making was how my mom makes it, she makes a full chicken and then she boils the carcass and then uses the left over chicken and the both from the boiling, it's really good!
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"I'm glad my son has found someone like you, I know that you make him happy, and anyone who can make my son happy, is fine in my book," she said, and they stayed in that position until the both fell asleep.
When Paige arrived home later on Mrs. Michalchuk had woken up but hadn't moved much. She noticed how peaceful Marco looked in his sleep so she decoded to make him a little more comfortable by moving over a little, allowing him to lay down with his head on her lap. So that's how Paige found them, Mrs. Michalchuk reading her book with one hand on Marco's hair and he was curled up at her side, head on her lap, sleeping.
"He looked so happy in his dreams I couldn't bring myself to wake him," Mrs. Michalchuk said when she saw her daughters face. Paige nodded and went to put the food she bought away.
Dylan and Spinner were having a bit of trouble at the Del Rossi's house. Mr. Del Rossi wouldn't allow Dylan to go into his house because he was gay so Spinner had to up and down the stairs to get Marco's stuff and then hand it out to Dylan who was packing the car. It was a painstaking job for the both of them and they were getting tired quickly.
Finally they were finished and could pack into the cars themselves to go home. Dylan was very anxious to get back to Marco and Spinner noticed this.
"So where are you going in a hurry?" he asked.
"I am just trying to get back to Marco faster, I don't want him to be alone too long," Dylan reasoned.
"But he isn't alone, your mother is there and Paige was only picking up a few things so she would be home soon as well," Spinner said mischievously.
"So I want to get back to him, big deal, I care a lot for him," Dylan said and Spinner made a sick face. "Oh shut up you wanted to know."
When Dylan came bursting through the door he was quickly hushed by Paige who was sitting on the love seat and Mrs. Michalchuk hadn't moved from her original position. He walked over to Marco and he kneeled by his face.
"How was he when I left?" Dylan asked.
"He was shaken, but I settled him and got him comfortable, and then I put him to sleep. Don't worry he is fine," Mrs. Michalchuk said smiling.
"I'm sorry for being so paranoid mom, but I really care about him, a lot," Dylan said as he gazed lovingly at Marco.
"I think you need to take him out, he needs to get out of the house and get some fresh air," Mrs. Michalchuk suggested, she had read it in the book.
"I don't know mom, he didn't even want to come downstairs to eat with you guys, being around people he doesn't know may overwhelm him," Dylan said, he didn't want to do anything that may be detrimental to Marco's recovery.
"You don't have to go to a public place, why not a walk in the park or something, nice and simple, but relaxing," Mrs. Michalchuk said, Paige nodded, it sounded good to her and Spinner was always with her in her decisions.
"I'll ask him when he wakes up," Dylan said, he stole a pillow from the couch Paige was sitting on and he laid out on the floor. Soon he was snoring slightly, just like Marco, he was sleeping. Paige smiled, her brother must have been bust last night worrying about Marco, and she grabbed a blanket and placed it on him.
When Marco woke up hours later he noticed he was comfortable and on someone's lap, he started to wonder who. He was slightly embarrassed to realize he was sleeping on Mrs. Michalchuk and he moved off her quickly.
"Marco, it was quite alright, remember family," she said to him, he smiled and nodded.
"Where's Dylan?" he asked but then he put his hand up to show he didn't need to know anymore because Dylan was sleeping on the floor, Marco laughed at that.
Unfortunately Dylan was a light sleeper and the sound of laughter woke him up. "Well what a wonderful thing to wake up to," Dylan joked as soon as he saw Marco laughing.
"Why are you sleeping on the floor?" Marco asked.
"Because I was tired," Dylan answered. "Ask a stupid question and get a stupid answer but anyway Marco I was wondering if you would like to take a walk in the park with me after dinner, Spinner and Paige would be there too," Dylan asked
"Yea I guess so," Marco answered, he wasn't feeling great, he had a headache but Dylan seemed to really want to take a walk so he wouldn't deny him that.
Mr. Michalchuk came home just in time for the whole big family to eat dinner together. Marco wasn't hungry once again but this time it was because his headache had increased and it was pounding now.
"Marco, please eat something, you will need your strength for our walk later. And after the walk do you want me to drive you home Spinner?" Dylan asked.
"Um, yea, my parents wanted me home some time tonight, I'll come back tomorrow to check on you Marco," Spinner said, Marco felt bad, he was making everyone go out of their way for him.
"Marco, the only reason the people are here is because they care for you, don't think you are a burden," Paige said noticing the look on his face.
"Thanks," Marco said quietly.
Dinner went nicely and everyone helped with the dishes and got dressed to take a walk. Mrs. Michalchuk took extra time checking over Marco's attire making sure he was warm enough. "Okay kids, be back soon, don't take too long, stay safe." She said.
"Mom, we'll be okay, don't worry about anything," Dylan said, his mother was being rather overprotective.
They walked for a while, and then Spinner led Paige off the path, most likely to make out so that left Dylan and Marco all alone. Dylan led Marco over to a bench and sat him down. Marco was feeling really crappy by now, he was sweating, and his stomach was tossing and turning making his queasy. Marco let his head fall to Dylan's shoulder who automatically went to place an arm around Marco. However when he went to do that his hand brushed Marco's cheek.
"Marco, your burning up, are you okay?" Dylan asked facing the small boy. Marco's eyes were glazed over and his breathing irregular.
"I don't feel so good," Marco said, his hand wrapping around his midsection and groaning. Dylan immediately got worried and out both hand on his shoulder, one on each. Marco looked up him weakly; his head fell to Dylan's shoulder, seeking comfort and strength.
"Okay, lay down, I am going to get Paige and Spinner, just hang on for a little while and then we can go home," Dylan said, he laid him down and took off his own jacket and placed it on him. He kissed his brow and got up quickly to find them.
He went to the spot where they split up and started to call out their names. "Paige, Spinner, we have to go now, Marco's sick, come out now," Dylan called it, his voice leaving no room to argue. They appeared out of nowhere, hair a little out of whack but all and all okay.
"Dylan, what do you mean he's sick, and you just left him?" Paige said.
"He was running a fever and his stomach was bothering him, I had to leave him to find you two so we can head home," Dylan said going back to the park bench. Marco was still there and that let everyone breathe a little easier. Dylan walked over him and helped hi sit up, he moaned.
"Let me sleep Dylan, I don't want to get up," Marco mumbled.
"We need to get you home, your sick, why didn't you mention this before?" Dylan asked.
"I didn't want to ruin your walk, you seemed to really want to go on it so I just went along with it," Marco said, Dylan smiled at this thoughtfulness.
"We thought you might enjoy some fresh air, that's all, don't ever worry about telling me how you feel, understood?" Dylan asked.
"Yea, now lets get home, before you have to carry me," Marco said, he leaned on Dylan who automatically put his arm around him keeping him up.
They were almost out of the park when they ran into Jay and his gang. "Hey Homochuk, are you and your boyfriend out for a little stroll in the park?" Jay asked.
Marco was scared to say the least; Jay was just like his dad, the cold tone he spoke with inflicted fear within Marco's heart.
"Back off Jay, just leave us alone," Dylan said hoping they would leave without a confrontation, Marco was in no condition to fight and Paige was never good at fighting. He knew that he didn't have to worry about his sister though, Spinner would defend her, but they were outnumbered. Jay had five other people with him and they only had two people capable of fighting.
"Am I interrupting a tender moment? I'm sorry but your kind can't pass through this area," Jay said, as he and his gang made a line blocking their way.
"Fine we'll go around," Dylan said simply.
"Oh no, now that you have broken the rule we need to punish you, can you handle us all hockey star?" Jay asked tauntingly.
"And some," Dylan said defiantly, he shot a look back to Spinner who nodded his head; he was ready for anything they threw at him.
"Lets go then, just no inappropriate touching understand," Jay said. Dylan quickly sat Marco down; he was already freaking out and would be no help to them.
Four guys went for Dylan at once and one after Spinner and Paige, the other disappeared into the bushes. Dylan was busy at once, between dodging and hitting back he was loosing, he never did do well in Karate when he was younger. He managed to knock one out and was very grateful when Spinner finished his guy off and ran to help. That feeling left as soon as Paige screamed, the guy that had disappeared, they had forgotten about him, and he had Marco. Marco looked positively freaked out, the guy had a knife.
That had Dylan momentarily distracted and someone grabbed him from behind.
"Shit," he cursed and tried to throw the guy off of him with no luck, lucky for him Spinner hadn't been grabbed and wasted no time freeing Dylan from that guys clutches. "Listen, just let Marco go, I'll do anything, just let him go," Dylan asked, almost begged.
"Anything, well now that's an interesting proposition, just how far are you willing to go for this, this, fag?" Jay asked right before one of his gang members kicked Marco in the stomach. Marco let out a wail of pain, getting hit in his already very sore ribs was bad.
"Anything, please let Marco go," Dylan pleaded, seeing Marco like this, hurt and afraid, was painful for him.
While they were arguing Paige was being left unnoticed and she noticed this. Quietly she snuck behind the guy who had Marco; Spinner saw her and his eyes bugged out in his head.
"Aw, your friend is worried for you, is he another boyfriend? Hear that Marco, Homochuk is a cheater," Jay said mistaking Spinner worry for Paige as worry for Dylan and Marco.
Suddenly without warning Paige jumped onto the back of the guy holding Marco. The guy momentarily fell forward pushing the knife into Marco slightly, nothing fatal but the blood started to flow. Spinner and Dylan went into action as soon as she was on his back. The guy was running all over the place trying to get her off, she covered his eyes and he ran straight into a tree. Paige jumped off his prone body and went to protect Marco as well as she could, the three of them formed a small circle like thing around him.
Spinner fought well a guy would come at him, hit him but Spinner wouldn't falter most of the times, and then he would hit back and Dylan got some good shots in, but received them as well, Paige managed to keep them off Marco, which was what she wanted to accomplish, without to many hits on her.
Finally it was over, Jay called off his guys and they ran off, the three were left panting and exhausted for holding them off for so long. "Is everyone okay?" Dylan asked.
"Yea, I'm fine, probably a bruise in the morning but fine, Marco?" Paige asked, hoping that the boy would answer her. Instead of words she heard sobs; Dylan was by his side immediately.
"Damn Marco, I am so sorry that I wasn't there to protect you, we'll talk about this later, and we need to get home before mom worries," Dylan said, he helped Marco up, his shirt was completely covered in blood, they got home as quick as possible.
Mrs. Michalchuk was waiting on the porch, they didn't know but the fight had lasted about an hour so they were extremely late and the Michalchuk's were extremely worried. They ran out to help Dylan carry Marco who had been unable to walk anymore; he had lost too much blood.
"God, what happened to you guys?" Mr. Michalchuk asked, they all had their fair share of bruises now.
"We were jumped in the park, Marco took a few hits and got sliced, can you check on him first," Dylan said, brushing his mother worried hands off of him. She was trying to check his bruised face but he would rather she check on Marco. They had gotten a few hits in before Paige had jumped to the rescue, speaking of that. "Paige, thank you for saving Marco, and Spinner, for saving me," he said.
"No problem," they both said, each taking an ice pack, it would seem that they had matching back eyes.
Mr. Michalchuk was looking over Marco, he had some experience in medicine because he was a coach at one point in his life and it was required that all coaches know basic first aid. "It just looks like more bruises, no bad injuries t his ribs, however this cut needs to be cleaned, I have gauze and wrap in my medicine kit." Dylan let out a sigh; he was very relieved to hear that.
"I want to take a shower, I am filthy with blood," Marco said disgustedly. His shirt was once again stripped from his body but there was dried blood on his chest and arms, Dylan's as well.
"Um, we packed a swimsuit for you, I could help you in the bath, get you cleaned up, it might help settle your stomach as well," Dylan suggested. Mr. and Mrs. Michalchuk were a little unsure about letting the two take a bath together but Marco did need to wash up, and Dylan was responsible.
"Okay, I'll run the water, Dylan, remember he is sick and hurt," Mrs. Michalchuk said simply, both Dylan and Marco blushed at the comment.
"Mom, how could you say that?" Dylan said almost angry with him mother for saying that, what he couldn't be trusted? Dylan and Mr. Michalchuk helped Marco up the stairs and the two boys got changed, Mr. Michalchuk helped Marco, who was very embarrassed to receive the help.
When they were both dressed the bath was ready, Dylan went in first and then helped Marco lower himself in. Marco situated himself in between Dylan's legs making the older boy blush. Dylan lathered up a soft washcloth and started to Clean Marco's hands and arms. Marco leaned back into the touch, it helped him relax and it felt good.
After cleaning everything except the area around the cut Dylan started to clean himself, he washed off his arms and hands. He could still feel the unnatural heat radiating off of Marco and knew he had to make this quick.
"Marco, I need to clean your cut, just try and relax but tell me if I start to hurt you," Dylan warned, Marco just laid his head back and closed his eyes. Dylan put a very small amount of soap in the cloth and made it sudsy. He tried to not brush against the cut but it was inevitable, and as soon as the soap got into the cut Marco arched his back and hissed.
"I'm so sorry Marco, I'm almost done," Dylan said making one more sweep at the cut getting it nice and clean. After they were finished the water drained and Dylan called his parents back into the bathroom. Mr. Michalchuk helped Marco out of Dylan's arms, into a towel, and onto the counter so he could work on his cut. Dylan got out after him, taking one look at the bloody tub before shutting the curtain; he didn't want Marco to get sick by looking at the tub.
"This will hurt, but it is necessary," Mr. Michalchuk said right before pushing a hydrogen peroxide soaked cloth to the wound. Marco howled in pain and Dylan grabbed his hand and held it tight. Marco had tears streaming down his face, everything hurt at this point and all he wanted to do was sleep.
"Okay Marco the worst is over, let my dad just bandage it all up and then we can get to bed and you can feel better," Dylan said soothingly. Marco just nodded and buried his head in Dylan's shoulder.
Mr. Michalchuk Put some ointment on the wound and placed the gauze over it. Then he took tot the wrap and secured it tight enough to stop the blood flow.
"You should be okay soon enough, just take it easy okay?" Mr. Michalchuk said Marco forced a smile and allowed Dylan to half lead; half carry him to his room. Dylan helped him dress into pajamas and put him to bed, almost as soon as his head hit the pillow he was out. Dylan took his time dressing because he was thinking, about Marco, about Marco's parents, about his own parents. Finally exhaustion took over and he was out next to Marco.
Later that night Dylan woke to some movement next to him, he opened his eyes to see Marco was no longer next to him. Panicking he jumped out of bed and ran out of his bedroom. He was relieved yet worried to see Marco throwing up in the bathroom.
"Damn Marco, you don't catch a break do you, let it all out," Dylan said kneeling next to Marco rubbing his back. Soon Marco had thrown anything and everything he had eaten the past few days up and was exhausted. Dylan placed one arm under his neck and another under his knees and carried him to bed. Marco made some noise to protest to Dylan carrying him but Dylan laughed at his attempt. "Marco, the things I do for you, God if I didn't love you," Dylan joked, he laid Marco down, kissed him, and fell asleep next to him wishing him sweet dreams.
He woke to the sound of an alarm clock, he just casually picked it up and threw it across his room and into a wall were it automatically blew up. Dylan smiled at his handy-work and closed his eyes again.
Paige was sleeping when she heard her brother's alarm go off; she wondered why he set it but figured that he forgot to turn it off. She was going to school today so she was kind of glad that he remembered to set his, even though it was probably all over the floor in pieces by now.
They had Spinner call his parents last night so they could pick him up and be ready for school the next day; they left with their hopes that Marco would feel better in the morning.
Mrs. Michalchuk had been on the phone for almost an hour before Paige had woken up, she had been trying to get off another day from her job but it seemed impossible. She had tried everything, first she had said she was sick, but she used that yesterday so they told her to suck it up, then she claimed she had given it to her son and he had a 103 fever but they had told her to get a babysitter and get her butt into work. She had told this to Paige and she wrote a note telling Dylan where she was and when she would be back. She also took some of the chicken soup out so they could eat it for lunch, she was pretty sure that was the first meal they would have because they were really tired last night.
Of that she was right, by the time Marco woke up it was almost one. He could hardly believe he slept that late, his head still hurt but he was actually hungry which was a good thing. The cut on his Stomach hurt a little and laying the way he was became rather uncomfortable in his wakened state. He wanted to move but he didn't want to wake Dylan so he gritted his teeth and took the pain.
Dylan woke ten minutes later, there was an odd sounding harsh breathing in his ear and that woke him. He saw Marco face to face with him, his face contorted in pain. He saw that Marco's night shirt was tinted red slightly, it seemed the way he was laying make his cut open and it needed tending to.
"Marco, lie onto your back, you must be in so much pain," Dylan said, Marco quickly moved and the pain almost vanished. "Let me get some bandages to change the bloody ones, you just chill, I'll bring some pain killers as well."
Dylan left the room and went to the bathroom, luckily his dad left stuff out for him so he didn't have to go searching for it. Dylan was on his way back, reading the directions to the Tylenol, when the phone rang.
"Hello, Michalchuk residence," Dylan said.
"Dylan honey, its mom. I tried to get off from work today but the boss was really strict so I had to come in, I'll be home by three though. I left some chicken soup out for you two and your father left some bandages. Just change them if they are bloody, and um, stay safe and take care of each other," Mrs. Michalchuk finished in one breath.
"Wow, mom we just woke up, and its okay we will handle being alone. It appears that the way Marco fell asleep aggravated his cut so it bleed quite a bit over night, if you could pick up another pair of sheets for me I would appreciate it. I was about to re-bandage him up and give him some Tylenol does that sound good, then we'll eat," Dylan said, he wanted to make sure he wasn't going to do anything that would be detrimental to Marco's health.
"Well I would eat before giving him medicine so it had something to sit on, but other then that sounds like you have everything under control, I'll see you around three, bye," Mrs. Michalchuk said.
"Bye mom, love you," and then he hung up. Dylan went back into his room and saw that Marco hadn't moved since he left, not one muscle.
"I'm going to need you to sit up, I'll help, then we can eat, and then you can take some pain killers, and kill that pain," Dylan said trying to lighten the mood. Marco swung his legs over the side of the bed and Dylan helped support his back as he sat up. "Now that wasn't too bad."
"Yes it was, it hurt," Marco said pouting.
"I'm sorry but this is probably going to hurt worse," Dylan said as began to unwrap the bandages as soon as the cut was revealed Marco had to shut his eyes, he was never good with blood. "Okay it looks pretty clean but you can never be to sure so I am going to wipe some of the blood off." Dylan said, he tried to be gentle but Marco still cried out once or twice because the wound was still fresh. Then Dylan applied more cream and more bandages until Marco was good fixed.
"Okay, lunch time," Dylan said, he helped Marco stand and lent him some strength so he could get down the stairs. Dylan sat him down at the kitchen table while he went to work warming up the soup.
They ate lunch, and Marco took the pain killers. After they were done they sat on the couch and relaxed watching some TV, just loving each others company.
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So it's my birthday and I would love some reviews for my birthday!
Oh and the thing about the coach needing to know some first aid, I know my basketball coach did when she became coach so yea!
Disclaimer: I do not own this
Notes: IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!! Thank for all the wonderful reviews I liked them a lot. Last chapter the chicken soup they were making was how my mom makes it, she makes a full chicken and then she boils the carcass and then uses the left over chicken and the both from the boiling, it's really good!
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"I'm glad my son has found someone like you, I know that you make him happy, and anyone who can make my son happy, is fine in my book," she said, and they stayed in that position until the both fell asleep.
When Paige arrived home later on Mrs. Michalchuk had woken up but hadn't moved much. She noticed how peaceful Marco looked in his sleep so she decoded to make him a little more comfortable by moving over a little, allowing him to lay down with his head on her lap. So that's how Paige found them, Mrs. Michalchuk reading her book with one hand on Marco's hair and he was curled up at her side, head on her lap, sleeping.
"He looked so happy in his dreams I couldn't bring myself to wake him," Mrs. Michalchuk said when she saw her daughters face. Paige nodded and went to put the food she bought away.
Dylan and Spinner were having a bit of trouble at the Del Rossi's house. Mr. Del Rossi wouldn't allow Dylan to go into his house because he was gay so Spinner had to up and down the stairs to get Marco's stuff and then hand it out to Dylan who was packing the car. It was a painstaking job for the both of them and they were getting tired quickly.
Finally they were finished and could pack into the cars themselves to go home. Dylan was very anxious to get back to Marco and Spinner noticed this.
"So where are you going in a hurry?" he asked.
"I am just trying to get back to Marco faster, I don't want him to be alone too long," Dylan reasoned.
"But he isn't alone, your mother is there and Paige was only picking up a few things so she would be home soon as well," Spinner said mischievously.
"So I want to get back to him, big deal, I care a lot for him," Dylan said and Spinner made a sick face. "Oh shut up you wanted to know."
When Dylan came bursting through the door he was quickly hushed by Paige who was sitting on the love seat and Mrs. Michalchuk hadn't moved from her original position. He walked over to Marco and he kneeled by his face.
"How was he when I left?" Dylan asked.
"He was shaken, but I settled him and got him comfortable, and then I put him to sleep. Don't worry he is fine," Mrs. Michalchuk said smiling.
"I'm sorry for being so paranoid mom, but I really care about him, a lot," Dylan said as he gazed lovingly at Marco.
"I think you need to take him out, he needs to get out of the house and get some fresh air," Mrs. Michalchuk suggested, she had read it in the book.
"I don't know mom, he didn't even want to come downstairs to eat with you guys, being around people he doesn't know may overwhelm him," Dylan said, he didn't want to do anything that may be detrimental to Marco's recovery.
"You don't have to go to a public place, why not a walk in the park or something, nice and simple, but relaxing," Mrs. Michalchuk said, Paige nodded, it sounded good to her and Spinner was always with her in her decisions.
"I'll ask him when he wakes up," Dylan said, he stole a pillow from the couch Paige was sitting on and he laid out on the floor. Soon he was snoring slightly, just like Marco, he was sleeping. Paige smiled, her brother must have been bust last night worrying about Marco, and she grabbed a blanket and placed it on him.
When Marco woke up hours later he noticed he was comfortable and on someone's lap, he started to wonder who. He was slightly embarrassed to realize he was sleeping on Mrs. Michalchuk and he moved off her quickly.
"Marco, it was quite alright, remember family," she said to him, he smiled and nodded.
"Where's Dylan?" he asked but then he put his hand up to show he didn't need to know anymore because Dylan was sleeping on the floor, Marco laughed at that.
Unfortunately Dylan was a light sleeper and the sound of laughter woke him up. "Well what a wonderful thing to wake up to," Dylan joked as soon as he saw Marco laughing.
"Why are you sleeping on the floor?" Marco asked.
"Because I was tired," Dylan answered. "Ask a stupid question and get a stupid answer but anyway Marco I was wondering if you would like to take a walk in the park with me after dinner, Spinner and Paige would be there too," Dylan asked
"Yea I guess so," Marco answered, he wasn't feeling great, he had a headache but Dylan seemed to really want to take a walk so he wouldn't deny him that.
Mr. Michalchuk came home just in time for the whole big family to eat dinner together. Marco wasn't hungry once again but this time it was because his headache had increased and it was pounding now.
"Marco, please eat something, you will need your strength for our walk later. And after the walk do you want me to drive you home Spinner?" Dylan asked.
"Um, yea, my parents wanted me home some time tonight, I'll come back tomorrow to check on you Marco," Spinner said, Marco felt bad, he was making everyone go out of their way for him.
"Marco, the only reason the people are here is because they care for you, don't think you are a burden," Paige said noticing the look on his face.
"Thanks," Marco said quietly.
Dinner went nicely and everyone helped with the dishes and got dressed to take a walk. Mrs. Michalchuk took extra time checking over Marco's attire making sure he was warm enough. "Okay kids, be back soon, don't take too long, stay safe." She said.
"Mom, we'll be okay, don't worry about anything," Dylan said, his mother was being rather overprotective.
They walked for a while, and then Spinner led Paige off the path, most likely to make out so that left Dylan and Marco all alone. Dylan led Marco over to a bench and sat him down. Marco was feeling really crappy by now, he was sweating, and his stomach was tossing and turning making his queasy. Marco let his head fall to Dylan's shoulder who automatically went to place an arm around Marco. However when he went to do that his hand brushed Marco's cheek.
"Marco, your burning up, are you okay?" Dylan asked facing the small boy. Marco's eyes were glazed over and his breathing irregular.
"I don't feel so good," Marco said, his hand wrapping around his midsection and groaning. Dylan immediately got worried and out both hand on his shoulder, one on each. Marco looked up him weakly; his head fell to Dylan's shoulder, seeking comfort and strength.
"Okay, lay down, I am going to get Paige and Spinner, just hang on for a little while and then we can go home," Dylan said, he laid him down and took off his own jacket and placed it on him. He kissed his brow and got up quickly to find them.
He went to the spot where they split up and started to call out their names. "Paige, Spinner, we have to go now, Marco's sick, come out now," Dylan called it, his voice leaving no room to argue. They appeared out of nowhere, hair a little out of whack but all and all okay.
"Dylan, what do you mean he's sick, and you just left him?" Paige said.
"He was running a fever and his stomach was bothering him, I had to leave him to find you two so we can head home," Dylan said going back to the park bench. Marco was still there and that let everyone breathe a little easier. Dylan walked over him and helped hi sit up, he moaned.
"Let me sleep Dylan, I don't want to get up," Marco mumbled.
"We need to get you home, your sick, why didn't you mention this before?" Dylan asked.
"I didn't want to ruin your walk, you seemed to really want to go on it so I just went along with it," Marco said, Dylan smiled at this thoughtfulness.
"We thought you might enjoy some fresh air, that's all, don't ever worry about telling me how you feel, understood?" Dylan asked.
"Yea, now lets get home, before you have to carry me," Marco said, he leaned on Dylan who automatically put his arm around him keeping him up.
They were almost out of the park when they ran into Jay and his gang. "Hey Homochuk, are you and your boyfriend out for a little stroll in the park?" Jay asked.
Marco was scared to say the least; Jay was just like his dad, the cold tone he spoke with inflicted fear within Marco's heart.
"Back off Jay, just leave us alone," Dylan said hoping they would leave without a confrontation, Marco was in no condition to fight and Paige was never good at fighting. He knew that he didn't have to worry about his sister though, Spinner would defend her, but they were outnumbered. Jay had five other people with him and they only had two people capable of fighting.
"Am I interrupting a tender moment? I'm sorry but your kind can't pass through this area," Jay said, as he and his gang made a line blocking their way.
"Fine we'll go around," Dylan said simply.
"Oh no, now that you have broken the rule we need to punish you, can you handle us all hockey star?" Jay asked tauntingly.
"And some," Dylan said defiantly, he shot a look back to Spinner who nodded his head; he was ready for anything they threw at him.
"Lets go then, just no inappropriate touching understand," Jay said. Dylan quickly sat Marco down; he was already freaking out and would be no help to them.
Four guys went for Dylan at once and one after Spinner and Paige, the other disappeared into the bushes. Dylan was busy at once, between dodging and hitting back he was loosing, he never did do well in Karate when he was younger. He managed to knock one out and was very grateful when Spinner finished his guy off and ran to help. That feeling left as soon as Paige screamed, the guy that had disappeared, they had forgotten about him, and he had Marco. Marco looked positively freaked out, the guy had a knife.
That had Dylan momentarily distracted and someone grabbed him from behind.
"Shit," he cursed and tried to throw the guy off of him with no luck, lucky for him Spinner hadn't been grabbed and wasted no time freeing Dylan from that guys clutches. "Listen, just let Marco go, I'll do anything, just let him go," Dylan asked, almost begged.
"Anything, well now that's an interesting proposition, just how far are you willing to go for this, this, fag?" Jay asked right before one of his gang members kicked Marco in the stomach. Marco let out a wail of pain, getting hit in his already very sore ribs was bad.
"Anything, please let Marco go," Dylan pleaded, seeing Marco like this, hurt and afraid, was painful for him.
While they were arguing Paige was being left unnoticed and she noticed this. Quietly she snuck behind the guy who had Marco; Spinner saw her and his eyes bugged out in his head.
"Aw, your friend is worried for you, is he another boyfriend? Hear that Marco, Homochuk is a cheater," Jay said mistaking Spinner worry for Paige as worry for Dylan and Marco.
Suddenly without warning Paige jumped onto the back of the guy holding Marco. The guy momentarily fell forward pushing the knife into Marco slightly, nothing fatal but the blood started to flow. Spinner and Dylan went into action as soon as she was on his back. The guy was running all over the place trying to get her off, she covered his eyes and he ran straight into a tree. Paige jumped off his prone body and went to protect Marco as well as she could, the three of them formed a small circle like thing around him.
Spinner fought well a guy would come at him, hit him but Spinner wouldn't falter most of the times, and then he would hit back and Dylan got some good shots in, but received them as well, Paige managed to keep them off Marco, which was what she wanted to accomplish, without to many hits on her.
Finally it was over, Jay called off his guys and they ran off, the three were left panting and exhausted for holding them off for so long. "Is everyone okay?" Dylan asked.
"Yea, I'm fine, probably a bruise in the morning but fine, Marco?" Paige asked, hoping that the boy would answer her. Instead of words she heard sobs; Dylan was by his side immediately.
"Damn Marco, I am so sorry that I wasn't there to protect you, we'll talk about this later, and we need to get home before mom worries," Dylan said, he helped Marco up, his shirt was completely covered in blood, they got home as quick as possible.
Mrs. Michalchuk was waiting on the porch, they didn't know but the fight had lasted about an hour so they were extremely late and the Michalchuk's were extremely worried. They ran out to help Dylan carry Marco who had been unable to walk anymore; he had lost too much blood.
"God, what happened to you guys?" Mr. Michalchuk asked, they all had their fair share of bruises now.
"We were jumped in the park, Marco took a few hits and got sliced, can you check on him first," Dylan said, brushing his mother worried hands off of him. She was trying to check his bruised face but he would rather she check on Marco. They had gotten a few hits in before Paige had jumped to the rescue, speaking of that. "Paige, thank you for saving Marco, and Spinner, for saving me," he said.
"No problem," they both said, each taking an ice pack, it would seem that they had matching back eyes.
Mr. Michalchuk was looking over Marco, he had some experience in medicine because he was a coach at one point in his life and it was required that all coaches know basic first aid. "It just looks like more bruises, no bad injuries t his ribs, however this cut needs to be cleaned, I have gauze and wrap in my medicine kit." Dylan let out a sigh; he was very relieved to hear that.
"I want to take a shower, I am filthy with blood," Marco said disgustedly. His shirt was once again stripped from his body but there was dried blood on his chest and arms, Dylan's as well.
"Um, we packed a swimsuit for you, I could help you in the bath, get you cleaned up, it might help settle your stomach as well," Dylan suggested. Mr. and Mrs. Michalchuk were a little unsure about letting the two take a bath together but Marco did need to wash up, and Dylan was responsible.
"Okay, I'll run the water, Dylan, remember he is sick and hurt," Mrs. Michalchuk said simply, both Dylan and Marco blushed at the comment.
"Mom, how could you say that?" Dylan said almost angry with him mother for saying that, what he couldn't be trusted? Dylan and Mr. Michalchuk helped Marco up the stairs and the two boys got changed, Mr. Michalchuk helped Marco, who was very embarrassed to receive the help.
When they were both dressed the bath was ready, Dylan went in first and then helped Marco lower himself in. Marco situated himself in between Dylan's legs making the older boy blush. Dylan lathered up a soft washcloth and started to Clean Marco's hands and arms. Marco leaned back into the touch, it helped him relax and it felt good.
After cleaning everything except the area around the cut Dylan started to clean himself, he washed off his arms and hands. He could still feel the unnatural heat radiating off of Marco and knew he had to make this quick.
"Marco, I need to clean your cut, just try and relax but tell me if I start to hurt you," Dylan warned, Marco just laid his head back and closed his eyes. Dylan put a very small amount of soap in the cloth and made it sudsy. He tried to not brush against the cut but it was inevitable, and as soon as the soap got into the cut Marco arched his back and hissed.
"I'm so sorry Marco, I'm almost done," Dylan said making one more sweep at the cut getting it nice and clean. After they were finished the water drained and Dylan called his parents back into the bathroom. Mr. Michalchuk helped Marco out of Dylan's arms, into a towel, and onto the counter so he could work on his cut. Dylan got out after him, taking one look at the bloody tub before shutting the curtain; he didn't want Marco to get sick by looking at the tub.
"This will hurt, but it is necessary," Mr. Michalchuk said right before pushing a hydrogen peroxide soaked cloth to the wound. Marco howled in pain and Dylan grabbed his hand and held it tight. Marco had tears streaming down his face, everything hurt at this point and all he wanted to do was sleep.
"Okay Marco the worst is over, let my dad just bandage it all up and then we can get to bed and you can feel better," Dylan said soothingly. Marco just nodded and buried his head in Dylan's shoulder.
Mr. Michalchuk Put some ointment on the wound and placed the gauze over it. Then he took tot the wrap and secured it tight enough to stop the blood flow.
"You should be okay soon enough, just take it easy okay?" Mr. Michalchuk said Marco forced a smile and allowed Dylan to half lead; half carry him to his room. Dylan helped him dress into pajamas and put him to bed, almost as soon as his head hit the pillow he was out. Dylan took his time dressing because he was thinking, about Marco, about Marco's parents, about his own parents. Finally exhaustion took over and he was out next to Marco.
Later that night Dylan woke to some movement next to him, he opened his eyes to see Marco was no longer next to him. Panicking he jumped out of bed and ran out of his bedroom. He was relieved yet worried to see Marco throwing up in the bathroom.
"Damn Marco, you don't catch a break do you, let it all out," Dylan said kneeling next to Marco rubbing his back. Soon Marco had thrown anything and everything he had eaten the past few days up and was exhausted. Dylan placed one arm under his neck and another under his knees and carried him to bed. Marco made some noise to protest to Dylan carrying him but Dylan laughed at his attempt. "Marco, the things I do for you, God if I didn't love you," Dylan joked, he laid Marco down, kissed him, and fell asleep next to him wishing him sweet dreams.
He woke to the sound of an alarm clock, he just casually picked it up and threw it across his room and into a wall were it automatically blew up. Dylan smiled at his handy-work and closed his eyes again.
Paige was sleeping when she heard her brother's alarm go off; she wondered why he set it but figured that he forgot to turn it off. She was going to school today so she was kind of glad that he remembered to set his, even though it was probably all over the floor in pieces by now.
They had Spinner call his parents last night so they could pick him up and be ready for school the next day; they left with their hopes that Marco would feel better in the morning.
Mrs. Michalchuk had been on the phone for almost an hour before Paige had woken up, she had been trying to get off another day from her job but it seemed impossible. She had tried everything, first she had said she was sick, but she used that yesterday so they told her to suck it up, then she claimed she had given it to her son and he had a 103 fever but they had told her to get a babysitter and get her butt into work. She had told this to Paige and she wrote a note telling Dylan where she was and when she would be back. She also took some of the chicken soup out so they could eat it for lunch, she was pretty sure that was the first meal they would have because they were really tired last night.
Of that she was right, by the time Marco woke up it was almost one. He could hardly believe he slept that late, his head still hurt but he was actually hungry which was a good thing. The cut on his Stomach hurt a little and laying the way he was became rather uncomfortable in his wakened state. He wanted to move but he didn't want to wake Dylan so he gritted his teeth and took the pain.
Dylan woke ten minutes later, there was an odd sounding harsh breathing in his ear and that woke him. He saw Marco face to face with him, his face contorted in pain. He saw that Marco's night shirt was tinted red slightly, it seemed the way he was laying make his cut open and it needed tending to.
"Marco, lie onto your back, you must be in so much pain," Dylan said, Marco quickly moved and the pain almost vanished. "Let me get some bandages to change the bloody ones, you just chill, I'll bring some pain killers as well."
Dylan left the room and went to the bathroom, luckily his dad left stuff out for him so he didn't have to go searching for it. Dylan was on his way back, reading the directions to the Tylenol, when the phone rang.
"Hello, Michalchuk residence," Dylan said.
"Dylan honey, its mom. I tried to get off from work today but the boss was really strict so I had to come in, I'll be home by three though. I left some chicken soup out for you two and your father left some bandages. Just change them if they are bloody, and um, stay safe and take care of each other," Mrs. Michalchuk finished in one breath.
"Wow, mom we just woke up, and its okay we will handle being alone. It appears that the way Marco fell asleep aggravated his cut so it bleed quite a bit over night, if you could pick up another pair of sheets for me I would appreciate it. I was about to re-bandage him up and give him some Tylenol does that sound good, then we'll eat," Dylan said, he wanted to make sure he wasn't going to do anything that would be detrimental to Marco's health.
"Well I would eat before giving him medicine so it had something to sit on, but other then that sounds like you have everything under control, I'll see you around three, bye," Mrs. Michalchuk said.
"Bye mom, love you," and then he hung up. Dylan went back into his room and saw that Marco hadn't moved since he left, not one muscle.
"I'm going to need you to sit up, I'll help, then we can eat, and then you can take some pain killers, and kill that pain," Dylan said trying to lighten the mood. Marco swung his legs over the side of the bed and Dylan helped support his back as he sat up. "Now that wasn't too bad."
"Yes it was, it hurt," Marco said pouting.
"I'm sorry but this is probably going to hurt worse," Dylan said as began to unwrap the bandages as soon as the cut was revealed Marco had to shut his eyes, he was never good with blood. "Okay it looks pretty clean but you can never be to sure so I am going to wipe some of the blood off." Dylan said, he tried to be gentle but Marco still cried out once or twice because the wound was still fresh. Then Dylan applied more cream and more bandages until Marco was good fixed.
"Okay, lunch time," Dylan said, he helped Marco stand and lent him some strength so he could get down the stairs. Dylan sat him down at the kitchen table while he went to work warming up the soup.
They ate lunch, and Marco took the pain killers. After they were done they sat on the couch and relaxed watching some TV, just loving each others company.
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So it's my birthday and I would love some reviews for my birthday!
Oh and the thing about the coach needing to know some first aid, I know my basketball coach did when she became coach so yea!