This is totally not written in a way my english teacher would aprove of. Do I care? No.
Mello is gone. He left, not that I care. It's been three days since he left and it's nice to get away from that blonde demon. No more black eyes, brusis, verble abuse...
But that isn't even the best part. Mello is gone. But not Matt. Not the little dog that would follow him around wherever he went. No. Matt is still here, the stray street dog with no one to follow. And heres an ally cat with nobody to love, prowling the allys for any scrap of emotion he can find. He's on the outside looking in, and being very obeservant of what he sees inside. This little ally cat sees a poor dog whos only friends are his DS and Mello, who is gone. When I look in the mirror I see an ally cat, solitary with nobody. I think We'll like each other.
Oh Matt, you seem so caring and loving, but your kindness was wasted on Mello, who threw it away like an old newspaper, somthing he could do without. I know he knew how much you needed him.
But now your mine. I walk to your room and find you curled up in a ball on your bed.
"Matt?"
You look up.
"Near?" *sniffle*
"Hello..."
"Please just get out Near..."
"Are you still upset about Mello?"
"...He was my best friend..." You whisper. Your whisper is like a rustle of papaer, blowing down a vacant street.
"Don't you...have any other friends...?" I ask you gently, twirling my hair like I always do.
"No..." You curl up into a ball again.
"I...I don't have any friends either...you don't, by any chance, have the same feelings for me that Mello did?"
"If your asking if I hate you, then, no."
"M-Matt...would you be...my friend?"
You look up.
"Theres no one to stop you..."
"I...ok."
"Thank you Matt." I can barely surpress a smile. "I will be a good friend.
We were good friends. Until you were seventeen. And you ran off. Back to your demon of a master. Back to hatred and yelling and fire and pain. And as for me, I went back to ice. To nothingness to solituide. Why could you not have stayed with me? Why?
*flashback*
"Why Matt?"
"I have too..." You glance down"
"No You don't have to!" I said angrily. Your your own person!
"But...I promised I be there for Mello..."
"What about me?'
"Look, Near I'll be back for you ok?" You touch my shoulder. My hand flys up to yours to keep it there.
"No...stay with me..."
"Near listen..."
"No! Why do you have to?"
"I'm sorry...I'll be back..." You hug me quickly and are about to pull away when I pull you back for a minute or two. Then you tug away from me.
You picked your bags and walked out of your room.
I stood there for a moment with tears in my eyes. No! I wouldn't let you go!
I ran after you, chasing you, chasing down my love but you were out the door and gone before I could utter the words I needed to...
You were about to push open the iron gate when you turned.
"I'll be back!" You called
"No...no you won't." I whsipered.