My heart fluttered as I read it. Even if he was just texting me because I was at the hospital when he woke up. I quickly replied, all fatigue forgotten. "Yeah this is the same Jack. How r u feeling?" I sent it and waited for his reply. "Other than confused? Fine. The meds I was given work gr8 :)" I smiled. At least he hadn't lost his sense of humor totally. I texted back. "R u put on bed rest?" Before I tapped send Maurice knocked on my door.
"I know you said not to disturb you, but I wanted to know if you wanted to go see a movie. I thought, maybe it'll cheer you up a bit." He offered, drumming on the door. I sent my message, then rolled over on my back. "Uhhh. Actually, I think I'll stay in. I've been out all day." I said.
"Kay." There was a pause before he spoke again. "If you need someone to talk to, I'm always willing to listen." He said. I heard footsteps then silence. For as annoying as Maurice could be, he is just as loyal and it is times like that, that make my glad he is my room-mate.
I checked my phone again. There was no new message so I decided to go through my pictures. The first one it opened to was of Roger and Bill playing Call of Duty: Modern War 3. Bill had just shaved his head after losing a bet with Robert. The funny part was I think he actually liked it after the first couple of days. They were both concentrating on the screen, their faces illuminated by the light. The next picture I scrolled to was Ralph smoking, a bad habit he picked up from me, on my patio. Maurice was making a face that caused him to laugh.
A text box popped up and took my to my messages. "Not totally. The doc said I should try going 4 walks. Said it'd help clear my head. Hello! My head is already cleared!" I could practically see Ralph rolling his eyes. "Lol. Fresh air might b good 4 u. Plus u don't want bed sores do u?" I sent back.
I pulled my picture back up, and went to the next one. In it, Ralph was draped over Simon's shoulders. He had his tongue out, threatening to lick Simon's face. Simon had his eyes shut, trying to pull away, but was smiling none the least. The next one that came up was Maurice with his arm slung around Roger's shoulder. Both boys held up the "rock" symbol and had beer bottles. Another thing that I enabled Ralph to do and for his friend, Daniel (AKA: Piggy), to complain about me.
I never really liked Piggy. He was short, fat, and annoying, but not in the entertaining way Maurice was. He always looked at my condescendingly from behind his dorky glasses. I never understood why Ralph was even friends with him. He couldn't play sports, because of his asthma, and he wasn't very popular. It just bugged my to no end that Piggy was always talking shit about me to Ralph.
Angrily, I scrolled to another picture. In this one Ralph and I were laying on our backs, with me looking up at my phone. My arm stretched upward, showing that I was taking the picture. Ralph was trying to hide his face in the crook of my neck. That day we had spent out at the mall, a place I try to stay away from. Ralph had insisted on going to meet up with some of his friends. I only went because A.) he begged and B.) he owed me "one". I had taken this after he "repaid" me.
Another text box appeared. "Trader! Siding with doc! Ur supposed 2 b on my side! But no, I don't want bed sores. :( God! It's boring sitting in bed!" I shook my head trying not to laugh. Ralph was too athletic to just sit and relax all day. "I'm on the side that helps you get better :).Take a nap. That'll pass the time." I sent it back then checked the clock. 7:42. I could not believe I spent most of my Saturday at the hospital and only had a snack sized bag of chips to eat.
My stomach started to growl, so I rolled out of bed and ventured out of my room. When I entered the living room, Maurice was lounging on the couch with a whole pizza resting on his chest. "Do I even want to know why?" I asked, pushing his feet off one of the cushions.
He sat up, placing the pizza on the coffee table. "I got hungry and I wasn't sure if you were eating or not. Want a slice?" He picked up a slice and held it out to me. "It's Canadian bacon." Maurice said in a sing-song voice.
"Well, when you put it that way..." I said taking the slice. "How can I resist?" Maurice chuckled as I took a bite. "What'cha watching?" I asked, mouth full of pizza. The TV, paused on a clown under, what looked like, a bathroom stall.
"Zombieland! Roger said it was pretty good, so I rented it." He said getting his own piece of pizza. "It's still near the beginning." Maurice picked off a piece of Canadian bacon and dropped it into his mouth. "You gonna watch too?" He asked folding his slice in half like a hotdog bun.
"Sure." I said leaning on one of the arm rest. He pressed play on the remote and the clown came back to life. It was fucking creepy to say the least. "Maurice?" I asked and got a "hmmmm?" as a response. "Is something going on with you and Roger?" I leaned forward and tossed the crush back into the box.
Maurice froze mid bite and raised an eyebrow. "Not that I'm aware of." He said wearily. "Why? Did Roger say anything to you?" Maurice became more interested with my question then the movie, still playing, in the background.
"No! I was just asking." I defended, but then I thought about his actions earlier. "Although, he did looked a bit flushed when I said you'd be waiting outside for me. Plus, he's really against leaving his front door open, a bad habit of yours." I said, trying to work out the equations of Maurice and Roger's relationship. I looked over to Maurice, who had a goofy grin on his face. "What?" I asked, puzzled.
"Nothing. Never mind it. He's an odd one, that Roger." He stated turning his attention back to the movie. The grin still plastered on his face. Then out of no where he paused the movie. "You and Roger are pretty close, right?" He asked, eyes never leaving the TV.
"I guess. I've known him since he started choir in grade six." I said giving him a questioning look.
"Is Roger banging Simon?" Maurice asked so bluntly that if I had a drink, it would have been on the floor.
A/N: I'm sorry that this is moving so slow. -.- I'll try picking up the story's pace so it's not like 40 chapter, or something up there.
