It was getting pretty depressing. I hadn't seen Matt since the day of the fire and that was almost three weeks ago. He didn't show up at all to the last week of school and when I asked L about it he didn't know anything. What could be going on with that kid? I couldn't even find that dick wad Stan anywhere either. I mean it's so obvious he had something to do with the house. He's made it pretty clear he wants something from Matt and isn't afraid to fuck with me. I wish I could go to his house and ask, but my parents haven't left me alone at all. Jeez, one second that couldn't care less, then they find out I'm having sex and suddenly the world revolves around me! Why are parents so fucking weird?
But, I had no idea my parents were nothing compared to-Actually, you'll see.
I was sprawled out on the couch staring at the ceiling, when I heard a knock on the door. My mother rushed to the front door greeting the person with "What the hell? Get out of here!"
"No, wait! I need to talk to Mello!" At the sound of my name I sat up and looked over the couch to see Matt's dad.
My eyebrows raised high on my brow and I jumped over the couch "Jeeves?" I called him by the nickname Matt and I had given him. (A/N: Just in case anyone is confused Mello is calling him Jeeves not Jeevas.)
He raised onto his toes "Mello," he sighed, relieved. "I need you to do me a huge favor."
"Well, he won't be doing you or that son of yours any-"
"She's trying to take him away!" he called over her head. My mother started to close the door but, he grabbed it. "The cops told Matt's mom about him supposedly setting this house on fire. Now she's trying to get full custody."
"He did try to set this house on fire. I saw him!"
He rolled his eyes "No you didn't. That's exactly why he isn't in any real trouble." He looked back to me "I need you to help me. I'm not going to let her take my son away!"
"Mihael will not be doing anything of the sort!"
"You can't decide that!" I yelled.
She scoffed. "I can't, huh?"
I crossed my arms. "Even if you don't let me, there are ways to get over your head... like a court order." I said smugly. I think that's how it works.
My mother looked at me hard, like she wanted to make sure of something. She turned her head slightly towards Jeeves and muttered "We'll have to talk with his father." then slammed the door in his face.
"That was rude."
"He should have called first... or asked me about you doing him any kind of favor."
I rolled my eyes "It has nothing to do with you."
Her eyes went wide "I'm your mother, so it has everything to do with me!" Whatever helps you sleep at night. "If I were you I'd at least pretend to be nice if you want to help out that man and his son." My stomach quivered as I thought about Matt's mom trying to steal him away from his dad. Who could really think it's okay to take him after so long? Even out of spite? I bet that's all it is. It's not like Matt is her only kid either. She didn't go barren after she had him, or was before. I know Matt has actually always wanted to meet his siblings, but not this way. I can't believe what a bitch she's being. Poor Matt, he must be a wreck. How could anyone think it'd a good idea to take Matt away from his dad and give him to her? I guess it's safe to assume that's why he didn't go to school that last week. I started back to my room. "Wait, Mello." My mother started "Can you check the mail for me?"
She is really asking me to do her a favor? I sighed, nodding I walked outside. I wish I could have asked Jeeves about Matt. Asked him to relay a message or two for me or maybe hear something nice that Matt said. "Fuck." I swore to myself. When I get my hands on that Stan fucker I'm going to kill him! I opened the mail box and saw on top of a few other letters was a folded note with my name on it. The hand writing could only be one person's. No one else does their lower case "E" like that... or calls me Puddin'. I thought noticing it was under my name in parenthesis. Quickly, I grabbed it and stuffed it into my pocket. It was hard to say calm I felt so incredibly happy at knowing Matt had written me something. "Here." I threw the rest of the mail on the table. "I'm gonna be in my room."
Still, trying to act normal, I went up stairs and into my room where I ripped open the letter.
Mello,
I'm gonna be saying some pretty personal things in this letter so hopefully my dad didn't read it. So if he is this your last chance to stop!
Alright, so my dad probably told you what's going on with my mom and shit. I swear on everything that is holy in this world that I didn't
do it! You know that, right? I'm sure you do. We were together all day. Who could it have been? Anyway, I know it's a huge favor to ask
but, please help my dad. I don't want to leave him or you. Even though technically we are broken up. (I guess I had perfect timing.) But
really I still want to be with you. You still want to be with me, I hope. I know I'm causing you a lot of trouble. There are a lot of other
things I wanted to say and reminisce about. Like when I think about that day (before everything went bad) I start to feel you again. I
wish we could have done it a few more times. Anyway, my dad will tell you about the court stuff. It should be soon. Hopefully. I can't stand
where I am right now. The last few weeks they've made me stay with my mom. Can you believe that? I just want to be with my dad and
you. Well, I still love you a lot.
Love, Matt.
He's with his mom? I sighed deeply and my head began to pound. This is getting to be too much for me. I fell back onto my bed, pulled out the note and read it over again. I do love you Matt. More then anything. So, I'll do anything to make you happy and get where you want to be. Then we can get back together.
A/N: In case you haven't voted yet, the poll for my next stories are still up! It'll be open until Thursday so go vote! Anyway, I can't believe how close to done this story is. So I wanna say thanks to everyone who has stuck through it with me. :3 Review thank you please?
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