~Matt~

I rolled around on the bed and looked at Mello's sleeping form. Why wont you tell me whats wrong? I curled up to him. Are you getting tired of me? We haven't had sex in a long time and you've barely said "I love you." in the meantime. "Stop." Mello brought his arms between us to push me away "Its to hot for that." my eyes lowered.

"Sorry." I muttered and moved away from him. How come only recently its become to hot? I looked back at his face, still trying to sleep. What happened? It has to be something with me because Mello has to know by now that he can't, in my eyes at least, do anything wrong so it can't be anything he's done, he used to get like this when we first started to date and he thought he did something wrong but never for this long. Or maybe its just something at work? But why would he be taking it out on me like this? I mean I love him. I felt my heart churn. That leads back to me though, it has to be. I don't think I've done anything to make him angry... so its just got to be me right? He's tired of me.... Maybe he cheated on me! No, I don't want to be one of those people that always thinks I'm being cheated on.

His eyes shot open "I guess I'm awake now."

I smiled as nicely as I could "Good morning."

"Yeah." he sat up stretching "I'm hungry."

I climbed onto his lap "What would you like?" I asked cocking my eyebrows.

He sighed "C'mon I said its to hot to be all close like this." he pushed me out of his lap.

"Sorry. I just thought we could-"

"You know what I'm in the mood for?"

I felt my body tensed with excitement "What?" I asked hopeful.

"Those chocolate-chip pancakes you make."

"Oh." I felt all hope leave me.

"Will you make me some?" he asked smiling.

"Sure." How can I say no to him?

I made them in silence, Mello didn't pay me any attention but finally they were done so I placed the plate in front of him. "Aren't you going to have any?" he asked as I sat down across from him.

"No, you know I get sick in the morning."

"I hope you're not pregnant." he said obviously trying to joke.

But I felt really offended so I countered with "Even if I could get preggers its not like that could be a possibility."

He paused his actions "Whats that supposed to mean?" he demanded.

I felt my heart start to beat faster. I hate fighting with him but it looks like this is going to be the only way to find out whats bothering him. "It means we haven't had sex in over a month a-and before that we were only doing it once a week."

"That wasn't my fault! You're the one who didn't want to quit your job so you could be with me more."

"S-so!? You got the job that makes you stay out all night!"

He stood up from the table "What the fuck is that supposed to mean!?"

I swallowed down my anxiety to stand up "It means I know something is wrong and you wont tell me what it is!" I yelled but then added a little calmer "Why won't you tell me?"

Mello's face went stiff with a spine chilling glare but I knew I had to stand my ground or else I'd never know what it was "Because." he stated while turning to leave "You don't need to know."

I ran after him grabbing his wrist tightly "Yes I do!" He turned around quickly. His movement was so fast I wasn't sure it had really happened but when I fell to the floor and felt that awful burning across my face there couldn't be any other explanation. Mello... he hit me. I sat still on the ground for a long second then slowly moved my hand to my stinging cheek.

He stomped around for a few minutes before I felt something hit my back "Fucking disgusting." he muttered then I heard the door open then slam shut that's what really made me feel like crying. Then I turned around to see what hit my back. My pack of cigarettes? I thought starting to hiccup.


~Mello~

Oh my god! Holy shit! I fucking hit him! I hit Matt! How could I do that to him? I'm supposed to love him and I fucking did that! And on top of that I left! I-I didn't even say sorry to him!... I mean sure I've hit before but it was during sex and I only did it out of jest and I never did it that hard before. I hit him so hard he fell...

"Hey whats wrong with you?"

"Huh?" I looked up at Rod.

"You're not paying attention to which jobs you have today."

"Sorry I'm just-- I don't know."

He looked at me strangely "That girl of yours?"

"Yeah." I admitted "I hit her."

"Oh that's all?" That's all?! I thought annoyed. Of course he wouldn't care... I probably shouldn't have even said anything."Once in awhile a good smack can keep 'em in place."

"Yeah I guess." I said not really believing him. It took so long for me to get a grip on myself and in just a few months that grip is as good as gone.

"You got it this time?"

I took a deep breath "Same old, same old." I muttered getting up. But the "same old" stuff isn't going to be enough to take my mind off of Matt. God and I was so fucking mean to him, I threw those cigarettes at him. I really hope he isn't smoking... maybe I should just tell him what I did. No, I don't want him to know what it is. He'd hate me for sure. I mean I killed someone and I'm going to have to do it again someday. I do feel bad for taking it out on him... but since that last time we had sex every time I want to touch Matt I-I think about that-- that guy. I knew having sex with Matt like that wasn't a good idea, but fuck I just needed him so badly. I needed to hear all of his promises of unconditional love. I really hope he means all of those words... pft who am I kidding of course he does! He loves me. God only knows why and I love him more then everything.

I haven't even known him half my life and I don't think I could really be without him. Why can't I say any of that stuff to him? Thinking it doesn't really count, I have to say it. I should really just go home. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"What?" I turned around to look at Rod.

"You've been standing still for five minutes."

"No... I think I'm going to go home for today. I'm not really-- here."

He nodded "You do that."

"Thanks." I rushed back to the apartment. Maybe Matt will forgive me. I took a deep breath once I was outside the door. Matt had today off so he should be here... God I hope he is there and if he is I'll never hit him again. Slowly I twisted the handle "Matt?" I questioned feeling nervous.

I walked around into the kitchen to see him sitting at the table. His eyes were red, his face was flushed and he had his hand on his face where I'd hit him. I was about to say something when he started "I've been thinking" he said "and finally I've decided something." he turned to look at me "I-if you don't start telling me the truth then I'm" he swallowed "then I'm going to leave you."


A/N: Huh so that's how it is. Anyway I'm going back to school on Monday so both my stories will be going back to once a week updates. The only good thing about going back to school is I was aloud to get my hair dyed blond, it looks epic. Anyway I'm rambling so review thank you please?

Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note or Bright Eyes.