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Mello's POV
I was still dead and yes, and he still could not see me. It sucked being dead and to be honest there was not much I could do besides watch Matt and sleep. Yeah unbelievably, ghosts can sleep. It doesn't do us much good to do so, but still it was something to do.
I stood and looked in the direction of the redhead who after a week of cleaning up all the messes or as I called them "failed attempts" I had made for him he decided to go back to bed and sleep and occasionally cry like a freaking idiot. I mean sure I had died and he no longer could be with me, but come on if anyone should be crying it should be me I was the one who was dead!
I sat on my side of the bed and watched him sit there and cry while holding my pillow up to his face and sobbing in it. I stared at him and quickly looked away. I couldn't stand this anymore I couldn't stand having to sit here and watch him and yet not being able to do shit. I would be with him no matter what. I had an idea of how this would work…
I leaned in close to him until my lips were near his ear.
"I'm
Sorry
Matt"
I whispered softly to him knowing that this was what had to be done. I got off the bed, went into to the living room near the front door, and walked through it. I would come back as soon as I was able to figure out a couple of things, but until then, he was on his own.
Matt's POV
I walked in the kitchen my so-called attempt to eat, but I had quickly ruled that out afraid that something else would break. So instead, I walked into the bedroom laid down on my side, grabbed Mello's pillow, and began to cry into it. I knew that I was pathetic, but it seemed as though everything that I did reminded me of him. I kept finding that I wanted to be with him increasingly, but there was only one way that I could achieve that.
I let out a sniffle and tried to stop. I had to stop this. I sqooze the pillow harder and let out a soft breath. It was almost as though I could feel him there. My body stiffened as I heard the words,
"I'm
Sorry
Matt"
I laid there and thought for a minute. Either I had finally lost it or Mello was the one who had said it. I sat up in the bed and looked around. I didn't see him any where, but then again he was a ghost. I shook my head.
"Mello?" I got up out of the bed hope in the back of my head that he could actually hear me and maybe answer me back. I ran into the living room and looked around. Maybe I was just love sick and had completely lost it, but that did not matter now I had a reason to live and I would be damned if I was going to abandon all hope and forget about my Mello.
I smiled slightly and went back into the bedroom to get dressed this time we would be together and I knew how.
I hope you're not too disappointed I tried my hardest on this. If you have any good suggestions or some constructive critism for me, I'm all ears.