I don't really have much to say here...so Enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing! sadly :(
PS: any words That: look like this are text messages.
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~8 years later, March 19 2013~
Brant yawned as he was woken up by sunlight streaming in through the two large windows in his room. He felt something holding onto him and looked down to see Matt. Brant had been out of the institute for 6 years, with meds, now and Matt had been out for 2. Brant was a children's book illustrator. He lived in a medium sized apartment in New York City. Matt, who was now 16, lived there with him. After Mello had beat him up he had changed a lot and was now skittish around anyone of the male gender. Brant was an exception however. When he was released from the institute, Brant immediately took him in. The older of the two liked to think of himself as Matt's guardian.
Brant ran his fingers through Matt's hair. "Wake up sleepyhead." He was used to waking up and seeing Matt in his bed. The redhead always ended up there every now and again after a nightmare.
Matt groaned softly. "Do I have to?"
"Yep. We have stuff to do."
"Meh..." He sat up. "Like What?"
"Well I need to head to the office for a little bit, but I figured you might want to go to the mall nearby to shop. It'll do you good to get out of the apartment."
"I-I..." Matt was nervous about being in a crowded place. He didn't freak out anymore if someone would bump into him accidently, but people, mainly men, made him nervous. "Can I buy some more shoes? My converse are shot and my boots have seen better days."
Brant smiled. "Sure thing."
"Alright then I'll go." Matt smiled to himself. 'It'll be okay...I hope...'
The older man got up. "Alrighty then. I'll make breakfast while you shower."
After 2 hours, (it's now 10 am), the two were in Brant's cherry red Camaro. It would be Matt's when he got his full license. (He currently had his learners.)
"How're you feeling?" Brant asked seeing Matt fidgeting nervously in his seat.
"Fine." The redhead smiled. "Just a little nervous. It's been a while since I've been in such a busy place."
"Don't worry. Everything will be fine like it always is." Brant tossed Matt his wallet as they neared the mall. "Take $120. I'll be back in about an hour or so." Matt tossed the wallet back to Brant and got out of the car, watching as Brant waved to him and then drove off.
The redhead gulped as he looked at the large two story building. He sighed softly and walked in through the Books-A-Million entrance. The manga section caught his attention, but seeing as there wasn't anything new that he hadn't already seen, he moved on. The next store he went to was Journey's , where he spent 35 minutes looking at shoes before finally settling on a new pair of black high top converse with red on the backs of the shoes. He went to Hot Topic next, looking for any bracelets that caught his attention. There weren't any. After Hot Topic, the redhead found himself walking into a large candy shop called 'Chocolate Wonders'. His belly growled and he laughed a little. 'This trip is actually nice...I'm glad Brant suggested I come." Someone brushed by him causing the redhead to stiffen and stop breathing. Matt breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing it was only a young kid.
Matt walked into the chocolate shop, carrying his bag from Journey's, and made his way to the back where rows of plastic cases holding various candies lined the wall. What he saw when he got there made him freeze. Standing with his back to the redhead was a man clad in leather pants and a leather vest. Blonde hair hung to their shoulders. From the back they could be mistaken for a woman, but Matt knew better. His bag fell from his hand. 'N-no...Th-that's not...i-it can't be!'
"M-Mello?"
The blonde man turned but froze as his blue eyes landed on Matt. "Oh my god...M-Matt?" He took a step towards Matt.
The redhead backpedaled quickly, his eyes wide. In his haste to get away he fell backwards, his iPhone 4S falling out of his pocket. "St-stay away from me!"
"M-Matt! Wait I won't hurt you!"
Matt got up and quickly ran out of the shop leaving behind his shoes and phone.
Mello sighed softly and picked up the items the redhead left behind. "I'm sorry..."
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Matt saw Brant pulling into the parking lot as he exited the mall. The redhead waved him down frantically and got into the car quickly.
"You okay? You look like you're going to be sick!"
"I-I saw him Brant...A-and it scared the l-living hell out of me!" Matt shook in his seat.
Brant was quiet as they left the parking lot. He held the steering wheel so tight that his knuckles turned white. 'Damn it. Matt was doing awesome and now this! I'll kill that little bastard!' He mentally raged as he drove. "Let's go home."
"Okay..." Matt reached into his pocket and also searched his other pants pocket and also his vest pockets. "I-I dropped my phone in the store! I left my shoes too!"
"We should go back and get them."
"N-no! Mello might still be there!"
"Alright, calm down. We'll get you a new phone..."
Matt calmed down a little. "Thanks Brant."
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Mello went through Matt's phone as he left the mall and walked to his motorcycle. He found an address in the notes section of the phone. "It's worth a shot." He drove to the address, and found himself at an apartment complex, and went inside. He'd seen the name 'Brant Crews' as Matt's only speed-dial, so he assumed the address was probably Brant's. The blonde walked over to the front desk. "Hello, does Brant Crews live here?"
"Yeah." The receptionist looked up from painting her nails. "Room 201, third floor."
"Thanks." Mello got into the elevator, Matt's shoes and phone in hand, and went up to the third floor. He soon found the room and knocked.
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Brant and Matt had gotten back a few minutes prior. Brant was making lunch when he heard a knock at the door. "Hey Matt, can you get that?"
"Sure!" the redhead paused the game he was playing on the Wii in his room and went over to the door. He almost fainted when he opened it. "M-Mello?" he squeaked.
"U-uh yeah. I brought your shoes and phone for you."
"Who is it?" Brant called as he left the kitchen. He froze when he saw Mello standing there. "What the hell are you doing here?!"
"I brought Matt his stuff...and I wanted to talk to him..." The blonde said softly.
Matt looked at Mello with wide eyes. "Why? Aren't you just going to hurt me again?" The redhead shook as memories of Mello filled his head, although not all of them bad.
Brant unfroze from his spot and went over to Matt. He wrapped an arm around the teen's shoulders. "You need to leave. NOW." He told Mello.
"Right..." He gave Matt's stuff to Brant. "I do want to talk to you Matt...I'm so sorry...You have my number when you're ready." With that said, the blonde left.
"You have his number?"
"No...Why would I?" Matt sighed. "I'm going to go lay down." He took his phone and shoes from Brant and went to his room which was filled with games, cords, game systems, a full sized bed, and a large flat screen TV. The redhead threw the shoebox into his closet and flopped down on his bed with his phone. Matt, wondering what Mello had meant, scrolled through his contacts. There was a new one there, labeled 'Mello Yellow' "I guess he put it in here." Matt decided to send him a text.
Matt: What do you want Mello?
A few minutes later Matt's phone buzzed with a reply.
Mello: I want a second chance at being your friend...
Matt: Why? So you can kick my ass again? Haha no thanks!
Mello:..I said I as sorry...
Matt: Yeah, 8 years too late!
Mello: What happened to you? You used to be so sweet and hyper...
Matt growled softly starting to tear up as he typed back.
Matt: You want to know what happened?! Then take a look in a goddamn mirror!
Mello: ...I'm sorry. Please, just one more chance?
Matt thought for a minute. 'He hurt me but everyone deserves a second chance...right?'
Matt: Alright...fine...we can meet in the Highland's park, it's about two blocks from Brant's apartment, next Tuesday.
Mello: Thank you Matt! You won't be sorry about this.
The redhead sighed and set his phone on the nightstand covered in game manuals. He got under the covers of his bed. 'I already am...'
