Author's Note= So here we are, sequel to 'All Rise' and 'Hello', yes I like to draw things out. =P So sue me. Song is Corp of Corpses by Hawthorne Heights (I love this band). So Enjoy, and Review.
Matt's POV
And all of the corpses walk step by step,
To the rhythm of their once beating hearts
Over and over they march,
On and on,
To the same old songs,
Trying to find,
Something worth living for.
I slumped against the floor in my room as the evil, evil man left. I tried to control my breathing. It hurt so much, I couldn't help the cry that escaped me when I was dragged onto the bed again. So he hadn't gone yet…
No more ghosts or memories to hold me back,
A fresh start is all I have ever asked.
I watch my body slow slowly turn from blue to black,
And on and on and on.
I didn't want to do this anymore, which was what everything inside of me screamed. But I wouldn't stop, I couldn't. I needed to spite the damned blonde, I needed to forget him, forget how he had betrayed me. I needed to breathe without the weight of his rejection crushing me. I needed a fresh start. And I needed it now, but if fate had it, I wouldn't get my way.
Sometimes it hurts the most to be who you are,
You can change your mind,
You can't change your heart.
To find the end you gotta know where to start,
And on and on and on.
"Get up, you ass, we're leaving." I blinked at the voice. What was happening?
When in doubt, play dead. I didn't move at all.
"Matt! Don't make me hit you, damnit!" What?
I shot up, and back to the farthest corner of my bed, looking terrified at the blonde in front of me.
"Mello?"
You said she is so evil but,
She looks like heaven to me.
I'd follow her to hell and back again.
I said nothing as I followed the mafia boss out of the brothel. I knew what would happen when we were alone.
"So, Matt," I looked up from my current obsession with the ground, "Learned your lesson?"
Mello… He knew me too well. He had planned the entire thing. I couldn't help but grin at him, oh god Mello. I'd do anything for you. And you know it.
I swear I'd sign my name in blood,
It dripped down from my veins,
I swore I'd never tell.
"What were you thinking?" Here it came.
"You know exactly what I was thinking…" I said quietly.
I sat cross leg on Mello's bed while he leaned against the door, blocking me in. Not that I'd try to run, I was perfectly happy on his bed. It smelled like him, and he was in front of me. So right now, I smelled Mello, I saw Mello, I heard Mello, and hopefully I'd be able to touch and maybe taste Mello, so my world was Mello.
I know where to go,
A sky where stars align,
Point the blame, Clear your name,
Or just kill the time.
I tried to hug him again.
"You're still all dirty Matty." The term of endearment was all I needed to know that he wasn't that mad. "Go take a shower. And I'll pray to god that you don't have any STDs."
"Why? Are you planning on doing something where my having STDs would be dangerous to you?" I grinned cheekily.
"Just go shower, idiot." Mello muttered, throwing a towel at me rather violently.
My dreams slowly turn,
They turn to black and white,
They die, They die,
They Die.
I got out of the shower, hair wet. I was about to call Mello when I saw him. He was on the couch, giving a blow job. I froze to the spot, my eyes wide. Mello and the guy receiving the blow didn't notice me, but Rod Ross did. He smirked at me, I shrunk away and went back to Mello's room.
You said she is so evil but,
She looks like heaven to me,
I'd follow her to hell and back again.
"Matt?" I looked up, "Why have you been avoiding me?"
Mello stood, one hand on his hip, his eyes piercing me.
I stayed silent, praying he wasn't smart enough to read me that easily.
I swear I'd sign my name is blood,
It dripped down from my veins,
I swore I'd never tell.
"You saw." Mello's eyes were wide.
Looks like he was smart enough to read me…
I looked at the ground.
And on,
And on,
And on.
My breathing was heavy. So was the lithe blond beside me. We laid, naked on his bed, limbs tangled. I still couldn't believe what Mello had offered me for my forgiveness.
You said she is so evil but,
She looks like heaven to me,
I'd follow her to hell and back again.
What he didn't understand was that I wouldn't forgive him. Never. I'd just forget. I would follow him to my end. I wondered how he couldn't notice that if he was smart enough to read me. I wondered, but never asked.
I swear I'd sign my name in blood,
It dripped down from my veins,
I swore I'd never tell.