You must love me chapter 4

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Before you begin reading this chapter, I have some unfortunate news to make. It's in the next paragrapgh that reads BAD NEWS all the way across in bold.

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I know everyone likes it, but I'm removing my story "Can you hear me cry?". It was supposed to take place between Chapter two and three of this story, and it's messing me up because of the way I set it up now, so I'm taking it down. Maybe it'll be a future chapter in this story, but I doubt it. Again, I apologize so much for this. I'll make it up to everyone as soon as I find a way.

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Okay, with that taken care of, here's chappy four!

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Marco watched as Dylan wiped his feet on the mat and sat down on the couch. He was guilty. For slapping Dyl. So hard that it hurt him, too. Marco went in the living room and sat next to Dylan.

'I suck,' Marco thought to himself.

Dylan couldn't handle the silence anymore. It was creeping him out like hell.

"Marco, let's talk."

"About what? Me screwing this whole thing up or you hating me?"

Dylan shook his head and looked into Marco's eyes. The pieces of cocoa that always helped him find his voice, the words to say, his confidence.

"Why do you blame yourself over shit like this that wasn't either of our faults? It makes me feel bad."

Marco didn't know what to say. He couldn't find the words. Marco found nothing except that he was on the verge of tears. Dylan noticed this and put his arms around him. Marco broke down completely, soaking Dylan's chest. He held on tighter, sobbed harder, wanted nothing but to be loved.

"I'm sorry for everything. For calling you a liar, for slapping your gorgeos face, for not listening to a damn word you said. It wasn't your fault."

Dylan pulled away from Marco slightly and cupped his face in his hands. He wiped Marco's tears away with his warm fingertips. Their eyes met and immediately locked onto each other.

"I forgive you. Don't worry, Kitten, it's all over now."

Marco leaned in and kissed the handsome boy that just wiped his tears away. They kissed for what seemed like an hour, but was actually about two minutes. They stopped when Cobb (A/N: Remember...Marco's dog!) nuged his food dish with his nose into the living room and tapped the couch. Marco looked into Dylan's eyes again.

"So, you forgive me...right? We're back together?"

Dylan mock-shook his head. "Hell no, we're not back together!" Marco knew right away that he was joking, since Dyl couldn't keep a straight face after two seconds.

"Just kidding, Marcobaby."

Marco blushed as he got up to go feed Cobb. When he walked into the kitchen, he noticed that Cobb's food dish was gone. Marco's eyes darted around for the dish, but it was nowhere to be found. Cobb looked up at Marco and barked.

"I know boy, you're hungry, but I can't find your food dish."

"It's in here, birdbrain!", Marco heard Dylan say in a voice that sounded like Jay's. Marco lightly planted his hand on his forehead as he walked into the living room and grabbed the dish off the floor. He turned to Dylan.

"What?"

"Dyl, you know I hate when you call me birdbrain," Marco whined.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Kitten!"

Marco nodded as he laughingly walked back into the kitchen to feed the dog. After setting the food dish down, Marco grabbed the bag of Kibbles-n-bits from the backroom and poured some of Cobb's total happiness (1) into the dish and then put the food back into the backroom. The younger teen walked back into the living roon and sat back down next to his boy friend on the couch. Dylan held Marco close to him while rubbing his back. Maco tried to snuggle closer to Dylan, but he was as close as he could be. Dylan felt so warm.

"Marco, what are you doing baby?", Dylan asked laughingly.

"Sorry....you're just so warm!", Marco said as he nuzzled the middle of Dyl's chest. Dylan suddenly noticed that he was sitting on the remote to the T.V.. He turned to Marco.

"Wanna watch something on T.V.?"

Marco glanced at the remote and then at Dyl. He smiled and nodded. They kept flipping the channels, and wound up watching Beavis and Butthead. They both loved that show. The episode they were watching was the one where they had made their own beards. After the first half of the show passed, Dylan changed the channels until he landed on the Discovery channel. They were on commercial break, and Marco got up to grab some chips and soda.

"Hey, Dilly(2), did you have breakfast yet?"

Dylan shook his head. "Do you want some breakfast or do you wanna skip it and have chips and coke?"

"Chips and coke", Dylan replied as he came in the kitchen and hugged Marco from behind. Marco put his hands atop Dyl's. Marco turned his head and whipered to Dylan softly, "I need to get the munchies and soda."

Dylan let go of Marco and kissed his left temple. He petted Cobb and walked out of the kitchen. Marco grabbed some Pizzalicious Pringles and some Sour cream and Onion Pringles. The commercials were over and they were doing a documentary on the insects Marco loathed with a great passion: bees.

Dylan didn't want to piss Marco off, and he hoped he wouldn't, but he felt like joking with him.

"Baby, you should see this guy on TV. He's sexy! Not as sexy as you though."

Marco looked at the TV, and he nearly freaked out. What he saw was a bee close up. Very close up.

"Ewwwwwwww! GetthatofftheTV", Marco said, saying the last five words without stopping until he said TV. Dylan nearly fell off the couch laughing. Marco walked over to him.

"You've got ten seconds to change the channel, Dylan Robert Michalchuk!"

Dylan stopped laughing and changed the channel. He knew Marco wasn't mad at him, but he hated when called him by his full name at times like these. Sometimes it just spoiled the moment for him. Marco came closer to his boyfriend and started tickling his sides, causing him to giggle. Dylan wouldn't admit it, but he was very ticklish.

"Marco, stop it! I'm about to piss my pants!"

"Go ahead! I won't stop 'til the fat lady sings!"

Suddenly, there was a fat lady singing on TV. She was terrible. Marco and Dylan looked at the television, and then at each other.

"Marco, there's the fat lady you wanted to see. Will you stop now?"

Marco nodded and kissed Dylan sweetly on his lips for two seconds. Dylan looked at Marco.

"Baby, what happened to the chips and soda?"

Marco forgot about it. He went to the kitchen to grab the chips and two cans of coke. When he came back, he set the food and drinks on the table. Dylan thanked Marco with a peck on the cheek and snatched his coke. He was thirsty. Marco opened the Pizzalicious Pringles and took out about ten chips. Marco just wanted to feed Dylan. He put a chip against Dylan's lips, and Dylan ate it. The two repeated this until they were full.

1:33 a.m.

Marco and Dylan were getting ready for bed. Dylan was feeling guiltier every minute because his appendix was hurting him so badly that he couldn't take it. He tried his best to ignore the pain, and it was hard. Marco was already in bed when Dylan walked over to him, clutching his stomach.

"Baby, what's wrong?", Marco asked as he scooted over to give Dylan room in his bed. Dylan started crying once he was lying down. Marco came a bit closer to him and let him bury his head in his chest.

"My appendix has been hurting me for two weeks. I've tried to ignore the pain, but I can't anymore. I know I'm gonna collapse this week. It won't be long."

"Aw, baby, it's okay. You'll be fine. Why didn't you tell me?"

Dylan told Marco that he didn't want to worry him to death. Marco replied saying he didn't care, and if he needed anything, he'd be there.

"Do you think I should call Paige or someone?"

"Yeah, but stay here. I'll get the cordless for ya", Marco replied as he kissed Dylan's forehead. Dylan grabbed his duffel bag, which was sitting by his side of Marco's bed, and he took out his stuffed bear, named Oreo, that he had since he was five. He was eightteen now, and he still had that bear. He hugged his teddy bear whenever he was sick or in any pain. It reminded him of happy things. Dylan hugged the bear closer and closer to him as he waited for Marco to get him the cordless. He heard Marco talking to someone downstairs. Who was it?

Dylan carefully got out of bed and crept downstairs to see what was going on. He then saw Marco's mother.

"So, Ma, where's Pa?"

"He has to work late for the next two nights, including tonight. So, what's wrong with Dylan?"

"His appendix is killing him. Dyl predicts he's gonna collapse this week," Marco told his mom. Dylan came in the kitchen with his teddy bear, where Marco and Angelina (Mrs.Del Rossi) were.

"Dilly, I said I would come to you. My mom is back already, and my dad has to work late. What's that?", Marco asked, pointing to Dylan's teddy bear.

"My teddy bear. Had him since I was five."

Marco nodded and kissed his mother goodnight, then took Dylan's hand and walked him upstairs to his room. Dylan laid back down and he cried a whole lot more. Marco laid down next to him and wiped his tears away. Dylan told Marco that he would wait until tomorrow to call Paige, his mom and dad. He didn't want to wake them up at 1:49 in the morning. Dylan then buried his head in Marco's chest and fell asleep. Marco rubbed Dylan's back until he fell asleep.

9:17 the next morning

Marco woke up and slowly crept out of bed because he didn't want to wake Dylan. Marco crcrept downstairs and into the kitchen to grab the cordless. He dialed Paige's house.

"Michalchuk residence, Paige speaking. Hello?"

Marco said hey and told Paige everything that he knew about Dylan's appendix. Paige felt bad.

"Did he cry? Why didn't someone call me?"

"He didn't want to wake you guys up at almost 2 in the morning. I decided to call you guys as soon as I got up this morning."

"Omigod. I hope he's okay. Doe's he feel like he's gonna collapse this week?"

"Yep."

"Ooh. Not good. If anything happens, you call us A.S.A.P.. I mean it, Marco. Is he at your house?"

"Yes."

"Okay, well, like I said, call me something happens. Tell him I said I hope he feels better."

"Okay, bye Paige." Marco hung up the phone and saw his mother come in the kitchen.

"Good morning sweetie."

"Morning, ma. How's Dylan?"

"I don't know. He was still sleeping when I checked on him. He looked like he was still in pain."

Just then, Dylan came downstairs crying and clutching his stomach. He could hardly walk. He was breathing heavily.

"I don't think I can make it through the whole day today."

"Is is worse than yesterday?"

"Yeah," Dylan said as he suddenly collapsed. Marco ran over to him and held his hand.

"Ma, get the phone and call 911."

Angelina grabbed the phone and dialed 911, and she stayed calm as she told the info they need to know. Marco took out his cell phone and dialed Paige's house.

"Paige, it's Marco. Dylan just collapsed and Ma's dialing 911 right now."

Paige and Marco talkled for a few more minutes and then hung up. Marco held Dylan's hand and stayed by his side the entire time, whispering soothing things to him to calm him down. Within minutes, paramedics came in and before Marco, Dylan and Mrs.Del Rossi knew it, they were all in an ambulance by Dylan's side. Marco continued to hold his hand and say comforting things to the older teen. As soon as they got there, they put Dylan in the emergency room. He needed emergency surgery, and they needed to put Dylan to sleep. Marco asked if he could be by Dylan's side and hold his hand until he fell asleep, and the doctors said yes.

"Marco, what are they gonna do?"

"They're putting you to sleep because you need emergency surgery."

"Are you gonna be allowed to watch?"

"No. I'm just gonna hold your hand until you fall asleep. Even if I was, I probably wouldn't watch. Looking at the insides of people gross me out."

"Not me. I can handle watching an autopsy, but I can't eat or drink while doing so."

Marco laughed and stroked Dylan's left hand. Dylan fell asleep five minutes later, after saying a few more words to Marco.

"I love you, Marco."

"Love you too."

When Dylan fell asleep, Marco kissed his forehead and sat down in the waiting room and began crying in his mother's arms. He knew Dylan would be okay, but he was scared for him anyway.

"It's alright Marco. Dylan will be just fine."

Mrs.Del Rossi kept rubbing Marco's back until he calmed down and fell asleep, and Marco dreamt of nothing or noone but Dylan.

'Please let him be okay', Marco thought the minute he was sleeping. Marco was in for a big surprise when he woke up. Two of them, actually. And they were'nt bad.

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Damn! I am soooooooo sorry I haven't updated this in a while. I've been very busy. A few things:

(1): You know that Subway commercial where that lady goes "What's that?" and the guy refers to his sandwhich as "Total Happiness"? Well, that's where I got that from.

(2): That's Dylan's new pet name that Marco gave him. Isn't it cute?

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