Don't Go: Chapter 3:

Mordecai and Rigby arrived at the coffee shop on the cart. "Awe man I'm so hungry" said Rigby as they walked in. "hey Margret, can me and Rigby get two pancake breakfast platters". "Sorry Mordecai, its noon, we stopped serving breakfast 2 hours ago" said Margret. "Oh, okay then, we will have two BLT's with fries". "Coming right up!"….

     "Here you go guys" said Margret as she placed the food on their table. "yay, I'm starving!" said Rigby as he devoured his sandwich. "Hey, Mordecai, me and some friends are going to the skating rink tonight, you want to go?" asked Margret. "Sorry Margret, I promised Rigby I would hang with him tonight, maybe another time." said Mordecai. "Oh, okay then, well enjoy your food". Margret had a strange look on her face and her words sounded unsure, as she walked away. Rigby finished his food before Mordecai. "Hey man, I'm going to wash up, ill be right back" said Rigby. "okay". Rigby was in the restroom by himself. His mind was racing, thinking about Mordecai and the secret he was keeping from him. Rigby left the restroom, but before he could make it around the corner, someone snatched him by the arm and dragged him into the kitchen. He was slammed into the wall. "Little shit!" Rigby's eyes adjusted to see Margret standing in front of him, glaring him down. "Now, you listen here! I'm sick of you getting in my way when it comes to Mordecai. Your always fucking up my plans with him, you just need to go fucking die because you're a little shit and no one likes you" Rigby couldn't believe what he was hearing. Rigby became so enraged he could not see straight. His love for Mordecai got the best of him. Rigby smacked Margret across the face. "Now listen here, Bitch! , I'm not gonna stand here for one second and take your shit!, Mordecai is my man and I'm not going to let you get between us!" Margret realized from Rigby's words that he liked Mordecai more than a friend. "Better watch out faggot, I'll tell Mordecai about your little crush for him, and then he will never be your friend" Rigby's face turned stark white. He rushed out of the kitchen to see Mordecai sitting at the table, done with his food. "Dude, lets go, I forgot that The Walking Dead comes on in 10 minutes and I don't want to miss it! "Awe man your right" said Mordecai in agreement. They both ran out of the coffee shop. Mordecai was running in excitement while Rigby was running in pure fear. As they were both getting on to the cart, Rigby could see Margret smiling a sinister grin behind the coffee shop window. Rigby gave her the finger while Mordecai wasn't looking. They sped  away on the cart towards the house. Rigby was in a trance the whole ride. "oh no, I really fucked up this time, he thought to himself nervously. Why cant I just keep my mouth shut!" They pulled up to the house "c'mon man we don't want to miss it!" said Mordecai. He woke Rigby from his trance. "Oh yeah man, I'm coming"…
     
     3 hours of watching television had passed. Rigby decided to block Margret and all other issues from his mind. "Dude it's getting dark lets go to the arcade now" said Mordecai as he was getting up. Rigby noticed him get up from the couch and took notice to Mordecai's physique. Rigby had always thought Mordecai had a pretty good build and he loved the way his feathers fluffed on his chest. "dude! Wake up" said Mordecai, "yeah I'm ready" said Rigby, realizing he had zoned out on Mordecai. "Go up stairs and get my wallet, I will be out on the cart waiting, said Mordecai. "Okay", Rigby scurried up the stairs and into their room. Mordecai's wallet was sitting on the night stand. Rigby grabbed it and a bunch of change fell out of it onto the floor and under the bed. "oops, better get the change, Mordecai might need this". Rigby was on the floor collecting the quarters, dimes, nickels, and pennies that fell out. He was looking under the bed when he saw something wedged between the wall and the bed frame. "I wonder what that is". He reached up and yanked out the object. It was a plain composition book that read journal on the cover. "Mordecai has a journal?" thought Rigby to himself as he opened the cover. The first page had scribbles and deep pen gouges as if someone had dug a pen into it in anger. He turned to the second page to see an entry. It was dated two weeks ago. "this whole Margret relationship is working out okay. Rigby doesn't suspect a thing about my love for him. Things are going smooth…" Rigby turned the page to see another entry. It was dated 4 days ago. "I don't know if I can take this much longer… I'm on the verge of leaving and never coming back. Rigby can never know I'm homosexual or that I secretly love him. He would disown me as his friend if I told him…" Rigby could read no more. He was going through a mixture of feelings of happiness that Mordecai loved him back and also feelings of sadness that Mordecai had to deal with this so long. Rigby was also shocked at how well Mordecai hid his feelings. Rigby carefully placed the journal back where it was before he found it. "This is it" Rigby thought, "I'm going to tell him how I feel Right now… Rigby got the wallet and slowly walked down the stairs and out of the house. Mordecai was sitting on the cart…