Hey guys, chapter 2, this and chapter 3 will be the last ones I write and upload straight away, from then on ill be aiming for an update a week but ill post on my profile if it's going to be horribly late ^_^
Mello was getting impatient, almost regretting ever bringing this ball of frayed nerves home. How dare this, this, human, call him a joke?
Mello, the fear of the sailors on Crusoe's ship, the terror of soldiers on the front line, the nightmare of old London, was being called a joke by some freak in goggles?
The blonde finally took note of Matt's appearance. "humph. Freak!" he sneered. What sane person wore a stripy black and red shirt, skinny creased jeans, black over-the-knee doctor martens and goggles for Christ's sake?
Mello looked down at his own attire. Black leather vest that barely covered his midriff, black leather lace up skinny pants, black boots and black gloves.
Humph. So he liked black. So what?
Matt looked around, hoping to find some chance of escape while the v-vampire seemed lost in his own thoughts. There! Across the room was a door, opened, giving him a perfect view of the front door that would lead him out into what he assumed the hallway, which as he remembered had a lift in it to ground level.
As quietly as he could manage, Matt sat up on the gigantic bed, swung his legs over the edge and started to creep across the floor as quietly as his boots would let him.
Suddenly, a great creak was heard from a floorboard beneath Matt's foot. Shit! Matt turned, to see a pair of glowing red eyes staring at him.
AN- hey guys sorry for the short chapter,I'm having a bit of a writing block but I promise the new chapter will be up asap, even if its short. ^_^
