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Another dramatic chapter
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Mello drifts around the city, unsure of what exactly he's looking for. He knows he's looking for Matt, but he feels like he's looking for something else too. Something abstract. He's looking for answers. Mello wants to be able to explain what's going on. He wants these answers because uncertainty was something the blond was not accustomed to. He had always known who he was, and now who he was was being questioned. And this almost frightened him, if Mello was the type to be easily frightened.
He looks up ahead of him. The road is blocked to traffic. The flashing lights of police cars and ambulances can be seen. People watch as if it were a television show.
Wonder what's going on up there.
The blond wanders to the front of the crowd. He wants to know what's going on. That way if he finds Matt, they'll have something to talk about on the way back to the orphanage. Even though he knows if he finds Matt, this scene will be the last thing he will want to talk about.
He glances down at the concrete, which has a small puddle of blood on it, turning the usually gray concrete a dark reddish color. He looks at the body on the stretcher. Only he can't completely see the body. The paramedics are blocking his view.
And after a moment, when one finally moves, Mello sees something worse than he could ever imagine. The motionless body being buckled into the stretcher is none other than the very boy he was looking for.
He climbs under the police tape that was supposed to keep the people out and darts over to the stretcher.
There is a tight grip on his shoulder. A policeman with an icy stare.
"You're not supposed to cross the line," he says, grabbing Mello's shoulder tighter in his grip.
And Mello tries to come up with something to say.
"That's my best friend. Let me go," he says, directing the same icy stare at the police officer.
He stares at paramedics as they lift up the stretcher and feels the grip on his shoulder lighten up until the policeman is no longer holding him. And he is almost in a trance because he walks over the the paramedics. And without realizing it, he is in the front of the ambulance, getting a ride to the hospital with his best friend in the back.
The sound of the siren fills his head. The driver is probably talking at him, but he's not listening. He's lost in his own world with the soundtrack of the sirens.
Matt, first you ran away. And now you might be dying. What's going on inside that thick skull of yours? You better hope you make it, otherwise I might have to revive you and kill you myself.
And while he doesn't realize it, the thought of losing Matt causes his crystal eyes to glaze over with tears.
3 chapter 11 to come