FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!!!
Or will they?!
READ TO FIND OUT, HOS.
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JK I LOVE YOU.
-gives candies that she stole from L-
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I clutched onto the rosary as I ran after Mello as fast as my legs would let me.
"Oi! Mello! Wait!" I yelled. He ignored me and kept running.
I was panicking.
If Roger heard about Mello fighting, he might be kicked out.
And I could not let that happen.
I was inching closer to him as I ran, and grabbed for his shirt. We were just centemetres apart, though, and the sudden movement caused me to trip and fall. I groaned and sat up, but I couldn't see Mello.
"Mello!" I called. I jumped up and continued running. As I tried to find the blonde, my shoulder slammed into someone. It was Near, and since he was so small, he fell straight down and landed lightly.
"Sorry, Near!" I yelled behind my shoulder. Wait, maybe he'd seen where Mello went! "Hey, Near!" I jogged back over and pulled him up.
"Yes, Matt?"
"Did you happen to see where Mello went?"
"Down that hall," He pointed with the hand that wasn't twirling his hair. He didn't ask anything, and seemed to know that it was an emergency.
"Thanks!" I began running again and rounded the corner Near had told me to go down.
Soon, I could hear distant yelling.
"Mello!" I screamed. I nearly crashed into a wall before stopping and peeking around the corner. But Mello saw me.
"Did you do this to him?!" He yanked me out of my hiding spot and lifted my shirt.
"No, I don't know what the fuck you're talkin' about." Clyde said.
"You fucking liar!" Mello shoved me aside and I stumbled back, and he threw the first punch to Clyde's nose.
"Mello, stop!" I yelled, but nothing could stop him now. He threw blow after blow, until Clyde fell flat on his back. Mello landed on his stomach and Clyde gasped for air.
"F-fuck! Get off'a me!" Clyde flipped over and Mello landed on his side.
"Asshole," Mello muttered as he got up. Clyde blindly punched at Mello, his fist sinking into Mello's thin stomach. I watched in horror as bloody fists collided with faces. I silently prayed that someone would see, and break them up before Clyde did anything too fatal. Mello didn't know what Clyde was like.
I heard a rumor that Clyde had beat a kid to death once, but when I asked Roger about it, he either ignored me or simply shooed me away.
I was almost paralyzed by him at one point. That was the worse thing he'd done.
But I knew Mello was a strong fighter as well, and stayed in the same spot.
There was blood everywhere, because Mello had scratched a lot, along with his punching, and his nails were LONG. Red, crescent marks littered his wrists and cheeks, as well as darkening bruises.
"Mello!!" I screamed. He ignored me, but Clyde got distracted long enough for Mello to slam his head into the floor. Clyde growled and got up, pinning Mello down to the floor.
Suddenly, my stomach churned and I tightened my fists, before lunging at him.
"Get off!" I yelled, slamming my fist into his nose. The burning in my head died out and I hit him again. I heard someone yelling barely, but I didn't stop, until I was pulled off of him. Next thing I knew, I was in Roger's office being yelled at. Not like I cared. At least I'd apparently broken Clyde's nose. Then I heard Mello speak up.
"Roger, Clyde is his roommate. Look at what he did!" My shirt was suddenly yanked up and I jumped and glared at Mello.
"Then I guess...Matt will have to move back into your room." Roger blinked. "Now leave." I rolled my eyes and walked out with Mello.
"Great job, idiot; your screaming got us caught." He informed me. I plopped down on his bed and closed my eyes.
"Good." I mumbled. Mello sighed. I heard him walk away, before coming back in new clothes.
"Scoot over." I did so and he laid next to me. He wrapped his arm around me and brought me closer to him.
"I don't wanna do that anymore..." I murmured.
"...okay." He mumbled back and I buried my face into his chest.
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I woke up on the floor.
I groaned, and rolled over, and bumped into Mello's foot.
"You're up." He stated. I didn't move. "Go take a bath." He said. I moaned and rolled onto my back, looking up at him. "Go." He said. I stuck my tongue out and slumped into the bathroom.
I filled the tub up, and used old bubble soap I had when I was younger. I stripped everything onto the floor and jumped in, getting my clothes wet in the process.
'Why was on the floor?' I wondered. I probably rolled off.
I piled the bubbles up and flicked small bits of the suds onto the wall.
Once I decided I was clean, I got out and drained the tub. My knuckles were swollen, and my bruises hadn't gotten any better yet. I dried my hair, wrapped the towel around my waist, and walked out to the dresser. I grabbed a shirt -which happened to be black and purple- and slid it on. I found some boxers and threw the towel somewhere else.
I looked at Mello, who was on the bed reading.
"Mello, I need pants." I said, sitting next to him.
"Go get some..." He mumbled. I huffed and walked back to the dresser.
"Nothing's cleeeeeaann." I whined.
"Wear my pants, then." I yanked a pair of black pants out and put them on. They were tight, but I honestly didn't care.
"Here." I held out the rosary and he looked up.
"Thanks..." He took it and dropped it over his head. I sighed and laid back down.
"This week sucks." I said. "I wanna sleep."
"Well." He said, dully.
"So I will." I yawned deeply and shut my eyes. Mello readjusted to sitting on my legs and I fell asleep again.
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I was woken abruptly, when the door was slammed open, then shut.
"Holy crap, you guys, some new chick just beat the hell out of Clyde." Charlee said.
"Really?" Mello asked.
"Yeah, some chick named Sophie. Apparently he was hitting on her sister, Tiffany."
"Oh...good." I grumbled.
"Did you get your goggles back?" She asked. "...oops."
"No, I didn't." I said. Mello sighed.
"You knew?" He asked.
"...yeah." She admitted. "But I have to go to class, now, so uhm...bye!" She skipped out the door and I rolled over.
"What now?"
"I wanna meet those girls." Mello said, standing up.
"Uhh, okay." I got up too an stretched.
"They're probably in that room Jason moved out of." He said, opening the door. Just then, a small, black haired girl ran past us.
"Who the hell was that?" I asked.
"I dunno, let's follow her."
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BLAHH.
Sophie is my friend, Tiffanie's, OC.
Tiffany is mine.
Lol
So...
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