Ok, this is a random Idea I had. Hope you like it! If you don't like any of the themes below (see Warnings), then click the magical button in the corner called a back arrow! I OWN NOTHING EXCEPT FOR THE STORY AND MY BRAIN! EVERYTHING ELSE GOES TO THEIR RESPECTED OWNERS!

Warnings: Yaoi, Attempted Suicide, Self Harm, OOC, Alcohol abuse, Drug Abuse, Child Abuse, Rape.

Pairing: MelloxMatt, MattxMisa, Mattx(anyone)

Mello's POV

"MATT!" I shouted as I followed him, running up the stairs but stopping short after hearing his door slam. "Damnit, Matt..." I sighed and walked back down stairs and looked at the damage. A vase broken, a picture sideways, a cup thrown in anger.

I set about cleaning the place, thinking back to our fight.

"I'm home!" Matt shouted as he walked in and hugged me.

"Hey, Mattie. Where were you? You've been gone for hours..." I looked at him. His face slightly flushed, hair messed up, I laughed. "What happened?"

"Nothing, I went out to get you some chocolate." He smiled fakely and kissed me cheek. "Mels, you ok? Dude...C-come on, your not gonna get mad about it, are you?"

I shook my head and looked back at the food I was cooking, "Nope. I guess I'll be here if you need me." I felt hurt. 'It's open, retard. You can't try to make it anything else, it'll just make things worse than they already are. Just drop it and don't fight with him.' I thought to myself.

"Mello, I know your upset. I'm always gonna need you." He smiled and nuzzled my neck. I just kind of shrugged and kept cooking, ignoring him. "Mello, please talk to me, why are you upset?"

"Who was it..?" I whispered quietly.

"What? Mello, I blast metal into my ear all day, I'm deaf." He laughed softly.

I turned around quickly and growled, glaring at him. "Who the hell did you fuck this time, Matt?!"

His eyes widened at my choice of words and he stepped back. "Mello..? What the hell?" He glared back at me, anger rising faster in him than me. "I thought you understood this. We're nothing, Mello. We just sleep together, that's all. Its open, idiot."

I finally snapped. I didn't care what he called it, he was quickly losing my trust. "So that means you can just go and sleep with whoever you want?! I haven't dared sleep with anyone else, I've always told you I didn't care, well guess what! I DO CARE IF YOUR THAT MUCH OF A SLUT!" As soon as I'd said the last sentence, I slapped a hand over my mouth. I looked up wide eyed at Matt, who just stood there, gaping at me like an diot. "M-Matt...I-I-!"

"SHUT UP!" He cut me off, glaring at me. "I didn't ask you to not sleep with anyone, Mello. I told you I didn't care what you did. I don't fucking care. Just drop it. I'm done trying to be nice to you, just go be a child somewhere else. I told you it was open, so yes, I'm allowed to sleep with whoever I want whenever I want, you can't say anything because you wanted it to be an actual relationship with me. I don't love you, I never have, I just really liked you, but I've realized how bitchy you can be."

My eyes widened the more he talked. I growled and shoved him back away from me, he hit his back against the counter. "What is wrong with you?! I loved you, Matt! I trusted you! You know how hard it is for me to trust someone, this is exactly why I don't trust anyone!"

"I never asked you to trust me!" He shouted and grabbed a cup from the counter, chucking it at my head. "I never asked you to love me! I don't need anyone anymore!"

I ducked and turned my head quickly, watching as the cup smashed into the wall and shattered. "Matt!" I looked back at him. "What the hell is wrong with you?! Are you fucking mental now?!" I started in the living room to clean up the mess, shaking my head at Matt's stupidness.

He followed me, growling softly. "Your an idiot, Mello." He grabbed me and slammed me into the wall, knocking a picture crooked, and wrapped a hand around my throat. "You're a retard. No wonder I slept with Misa, she's your long lost twin." He let me go and stood there, still glaring at me.

"...Shut up. You know what was my past, she's not related to me! Why the hell won't you tell me about your past?! You go out all day doing God knows what and come home to drink and cut until you pass out! I'm tired of wasting money, tell me what the hell your problem is!" I growled and grabbed a vase he'd bought when we first moved in. I chucked it towards the front door. We both watched as it hit the door and broke into pieces with a loud pop, I could almost see Matt's heart doing the same.

"You know what? My problem is you, Mello. I'm not telling you anything about my past, go fuck yourself." With that said he turned and ran upstairs, towards his room.

I stood there for about two seconds before I realized he was running away and I ran after him. "MATT!" He was at the top of the stairs now. "Stop, I'm sorry!"

Yeah...I'm really sorry for how I acted to him...He's my best friend, my boyfriend, my lover. We've been through so much together, but he doesn't trust me enough to tell me his past. He's probably getting drunk right now and slicing his arms open. I decided it'd just be better to go to bed and let him calm down.

After cleaning up the mess we'd made, I tried to eat a little, but felt too sick to keep it down after one bite. I just layed on the couch, curling into a ball facing the back of the couch, the stairs. "I'm sorry, Matt..." I whispered quietly before falling asleep.

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