I have lived up to my name. That last chapter number '7' was a mess up. I accidentally chose the wrong one.
FORGIVE ME!
Chapter 7. A BBirthday Surprise
Mello
It was a few days after the big kitchen kiss. Matt avoided me, in every type of way. I guess he didn't feel the same way. But when I saw him avoiding Near as well, I just hoped and prayed he was trying to get himself together. I was sitting in my room, thinking about all of this horrible mess.
It was December 12, tomorrow was my birthday. Matt had better find himself, and be with me for my birthday. I wondered what he would get me, maybe he'd finally suck it up and kiss me.
I rolled over on my bed, and sighed, this was going to be a long ass Christmas. I decided to go for a walk. I launched myself off the bed, opened the door and started walking. I then remembered the basement I had always wanted to explore. But Matt never really wanted to go, so I guess now's the time.
I opened the door and stared down the dark deep stairwell. Edging along the railing I made my way down the stairs, I finally made it to the last stair. My eyes flickered upward, back towards the open door, waiting for me to run back up and never come down. No way I'm going back now. I stepped off the final step and the door swung closed. Sealing me in the dark. In froze, realizing that it was probably Roger shutting the door. I let myself believe that. That is, until I heard footsteps coming down the top of stairwell, towards me.
I started running, deeper into the basement. Someone seized me and dragged me to them. I screamed, but was cut off by a icy hand. Breath tingled the back of my neck, making my hairs stand at attention. The breath smelled sweetly of strawberry, with a faint, yet familiar stench of blood.
"How good of you to visit me." A raspy voice hissed in my ear. How did this person know my name?
"Who are you?" I snapped, standing still against my captor.
"Don't you remember old B??" He chuckled.
"Beyond?" I knew I remembered him.
"Happy Birthday." He laughed an eerie, "Henh henh henh henh." Before letting me go.
It was dark, but I could feel that he had left my side, I saw a light, it looked to be a small refrigerator.
The room drowned in darkness again, "Would you like some jam, Mello?" He asked.
"How long have you been down here?" I asked, I was getting frustrated.
"I can't remember, it's been so long since Roger kicked me out of the house. But that didn't stop me." I knew that. He sighed from somewhere in the room.
Could I possibly ask this psycho for advice? "B." I asked hesitantly, "Do you know anything about... love?"
"Absolutely not." His voice sounded as if he placed his mouth inside the jam jar. He began slurping the contents noisily.
"Oh." I grumbled, I knew it was pretty stupid to ask about that topic.
"Is something going on?" The sound of the older boy placing the jar down on the floor echoed through the room.
"Uh no, look I think I'm gonna leave." I turned to leave. I was getting creeped out.
"Very well, come again soon, Mihael." He chuckled.
I froze, then turned and ran up the stairs as if someone was chasing after me. But the only thing that chased me, was Beyond's hideous chortle, wafting up after me, hauntingly. I stumbled a little, but managed to make it, I flung the door open, and rushed outside, slamming the door behind me. I stood with my back pressed up against the door, panting heavily. How did Beyond know my name? How?!?!?
I shook it off and turned the corner, bumping into... Near.
"Um." I didn't know what to say to him.
"Hello Mello." Near said in his usual monotonous voice.
"Hi." I grumbled.
"It's your birthday tomorrow." He said quietly, bringing a pale white hand up to his hair, twirling a lock quietly.
"Yeah."
"I want to wish you a happy birthday." He stepped closer.
"Oh, thanks." I said, what was he doing?
Near leaned up, almost on his tip toes, and gave me a soft peck on the cheek.
"I hope Mello enjoys the rest of his birthday." Near hurried off, leaving me standing alone, cradling my cheek in surprise.
