My Angel
Near watched as Mello led the new kid out the 'social room.'
'Oh boy, what does she have planned?'
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Mello pulled Matt along the hallways. Matt worriedly looked around. So far, he saw no adults. Boy, this Mello chick had just met him, and she was already doing this?
'Oh no, please, for all that is holy, no!'
Matt realized that the blond was leading him to his room. 'She's my roommate?! Why don't you just kill me now God?!' He asked in his mind, looking up. Or at least, he tried to look up. The godforsaken collar made it almost impossible.
"Stop struggling." Mello ordered simply. Matt looked back down.
"Sorry."
"Don't be sorry, just-"Mello paused, looking around her room. "What the-A roommate?!"
Mello turned to look at Matt, at first surprised, then her eyes showed something Mail couldn't describe. All he knew was that it made him worry.
"Welcome to Wammy Orphanage, roomie. " Mihael said in a sweet voice. It didn't take an idiot to know it was fake.
"Um, Mello, what are you going to do to me? I don't think this is really fair. I'm new. I didn't do anything to you."
"Your point would be…?" Mello shrugged it off, and tugged on the leash until Matt was forced next to her side on all fours. 'Like a dog.' She smiled.
"Heel boy." She said.
"This is ridicu-"
"Wrong answer!" Mello tugged again until the copper-hairs face was in the rug.
The chain bracelets jingled as she grabbed the back of Matt's head and forced him to look into her onyx-blue eyes. "The correct one would be 'Yes Mello.'"
"Yes Mello!" Matt said quickly. He regretted it soon, for he realized this just made her happy, and allowed her to feel she could do this.
The girl patted Matt's cheek and her smile grew. "Good boy."
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Matt miserably watched the kids playing soccer. Mello was out there, so he couldn't really move. Well, if he really wanted to, he could've, but in the past three days he had gotten to learn of her, he knew he was safe so long as he listened. So, while the girl clothed in all black played ball, he sat in the shadows of the porch steps and watched as she kicked a ball to one of the boys he had come to know as "Brian."
"THAT HURT MELLO!" He yelled over to her, catching the ball, also costing him a point. Mello just laughed.
'Psychotic sadist…' Matt thought to himself, as he played with the chain that was now attached to one of the step rails. He looked up to hear some other kids talking, kind of excitedly.
"Did you hear? Mello's got a new pet! Were safe!"
"We'll, I've always been safe. Mello doesn't take in girl pets." Linda's voice reached his ear. He didn't recognize the boys.
"Yeah, lucky you. I'm just glad the newbie came when he did. I remember what happened to the last 'pet' she had."
"In a way, she is helping."
"Yeah, she's getting other kids adopted sooner because their new parents think that Roger is abusing them or something."
He heard the kids scamper inside. Did they see him? No, that wasn't it. Mail sighed as he saw Mello walking towards him.
"Hi Mello. Did you win the game?" He asked, nicely.
"Of course we won; don't ask such stupid questions, Matt." She scolded, unlatching the end of his leash from the railing to the hook on her pocket on her black jeans.
"Yes Mello." He muttered, looking down.
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Mello brought him back inside. He wasn't as much fun as her other pets. 'I'll have to move up from level one, to two.' She thought.
"Matt, I'm going to take your collar off. Promise not to run away?" She asked.
'"Run away?"
"Yes. Run away." She turned to look at him. "Bad pets run away."
'Remember, she's crazy.' He told himself, trying to keep calm.
"I promise." He meant it. After all, where could he run to? They were 'roomies.' He'd wind up seeing her again later, and then what would she do? What does a psycho do to people they think were bad?
"Good." Her smile was light as she unlatched the collar from around him, "You're free to wonder as you wish, but at 3, I expect to see you in our room. Got it?"
"Yes Mello."
"Good boy." The blond messed up his hair, and went down the hall to where she had to meet someone.
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Matt watched Mello leave; slightly afraid she would turn around and latch the collar around him again as soon as he turned to walk away. When he saw she was completely out of sight, he turned into a doorway, where Near was putting together a puzzle.
"Hello, Matt." Near said, without looking up from the jigsaw. "Come on in, I don't share the room with anyone."
"Um...Thanks." The goggled kid walked in, trying to see the big puzzle Near was working on. So far, it was just white. In the pile of pieces that he hadn't put together yet, there were some black lines. "Near, why are people afraid of Mello?" Matt had found that Near and Mello seemed some-what close when they thought he hadn't noticed.
"People fear her because she acts with strength."
"Oh. What pet am I?"
"I don't know Matt. I've lost count." That didn't help Mail at all. "But, if you must know, she only does so because she needs to show she has some strength. There's a guy who works here that's only a few years older than Mello. I don't like the way that he looks at her. I'm her brother. Younger brother, but I still don't want her getting hurt. She told me once that the guy here was watching her, and following her a lot. I don't like that. She wants to seem tough. I know which guy It it, and she doesn't stand a chance. I fear for her."
"…Why are you telling me this?" Matt asked at last, breaking a silence.
"I hope that since the problem is growing, you will help me protect her."
Matt looked at the albino kid. He was so calm. He didn't like how he could be so calm and talk of possible rape of his sister.
"Your both freaks." He said.
"Think of me as you will, but Mello is no freak, she's resorting to human nature. To show strength in order to protect herself. Would you not do the same?"
Near looked up from his puzzle into Matt's goggled eyes.
"I don't know…"
"Exactly. Please Matt, help her? I don't like this guy. Roger is keeping an eye out, but there are many children here. He may slip one of these days, then what? Kidnap? Rape? Our father will not approve of any of us getting harmed."
"Your father?" Matt didn't know that Near and Mello's dad was still alive.
"Yes. He is a great man, and we're here so we remain protected, for his job is dangerous. No one knows, except very few, like Mr.Wammy, Roger, and our father, that we exist. Let alone, who would guess, even if our father were to have children, they were in an orphanage?"
"I guess." Matt listened intently. He could learn a thing or two about Mello.
"So?" Near asked, turning back to his puzzle.
"So what?" Matt must have missed a question.
"Will you help watch out for her?"
"I guess. After all," He added solemnly, "That's what dogs do."
"Don't let her get you down. She'll free you. She's not heartless."
"I wouldn't be so sure."
"I would. She's my sister."
"If you say so." Matt stood up.
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Matt ran up the stairs, with exactly a minute to go until 3 P.M. He pushed open the door, and found Mello's back to him, looking out the window, oblivious of him.
"Mello?" He asked, taking a step toward her.
Mello snapped her head up. Had she been merely asleep?
"Oh. Matt, hello." Something wasn't right. He had only known Mello for a few weeks, but he knew her by now. The first time she had given him a deadline, he had come early. But, her clock must have been set three minutes ahead of time, and she scolded him and put the collar back on him, threatening to buy a shock collar. Near's words from seventeen days ago didn't seem so reassuring.
"What's wrong Mello?" Mail sat on her bed, expecting a smack across the face, and her laughing at how she 'fooled him', like five days ago.
Mello turned to him, and beckond him closer, by pulling on his shirt. "Show me your body Matt." She said, sounding almost seductive.
"Wh-what?!"
"Your chest. Show it to me. You've been hiding something from me, my pet, and I want to know what it is. Any time an adult would ask to examine you when you fell down the stairs and landed on your front, you said no. When we had a chance to go swimming last weekened, you didn't want to go, so I had to stay here!" She said the last part as if he had threatened to murder her.
"You're a bad dog, hiding shit from me. Now, shoe me!"
Matt held very stll, her cold icy eyes that looked into him kept him frozen. Quickly, Mello forced Matt on his back onto her bed, and took off the red and white striped shirt. Personally, if Matt didn't know she were looking for his scars, he'd think he was about to be raped.
"Thank-you Matt." Mello sat back down, looking out the window again.
"Your free until 9:15 P.M." She said.
Matt quickly grabbed the shirt and left quickly, still putting it on.
AN: Sorry it was a fast chapter!
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