Chapter Four:
Matt and Mello sat at a table. Matt had been playing his DS for about an hour now, maybe more, and Mello was getting annoyed. "Matt," Mello sighed. No response. "Matt?" Mello questioned looking at the gamer with an angry expression. No response. "Hey, Matt!" Mello said placing himself in between the red-head and his game. He smiled widely. "Let…me…finish…this…level," Matt replied while quickly moving his game away from Mello, where he could see the screen.
Mello was pissed and wanted to get back at Matt for ignoring him. He scanned the crowd searching for someone interesting to talk to. His eyes became fixed on a young girl leaning against the wall. Mello walked over to her. Her head was down. She had black hair, hanging over her face, and glasses.
Mello took out a chocolate bar making his signature crunch sound. She looked up slowly, noticing she was being watched. "Hey, babe," He said seductively, "What's your name?" She stared at him for a moment then spoke. "Why the fuck do you care?" she asked, a sharp rude tone to her voice. "I think you're pretty cute, that's why," Mello said leaning slightly closer to her, shooting her his sexiest stare. "E-Emi," she said blushing. Mello smiled. He was already winning her over. "So, how are you, love?" Mello asked, taking another bite of his chocolate. "Horribly," she said, "My best friends are ditching me and the boy I like doesn't like me back."
Mello rolled his eyes and thought to himself. God is she ALWAYS this bitchy?!?! He looked at her and said, "Aw. How could he not like you?" Emi blushed as Mello continued throwing cheap flirts at her and Emi kept complaining.
Matt sighed and shut his DS. It was impossible to concentrate without Mello there. He took out his cellphone and texted Mello. Matt sunk back in his seat, lighting a cigarette.
Mello smiled at Emi. "So, what's your name?" Emi said quietly. "Mello," he said, leaning in. Her heart was racing. "So, Emi, do you want to head back to my room and have some f--," Mello was cut off by the ring of his cell. "Gamer, starin' at the TV set. Play that (Lemme see that Genesis)."
Mello flipped open his phone. The screen said, "New text from Matt." Mello opened it and read. "Where r u? txt bck –M." Mello quickly texted him back and resumed flirting with Emi. "So…Wanna go fool around?" Mello said. "Hell yes," Emi replied.
"I like cigarettes and that's no gag, but you'll always be my favorite fag." Matt opened his cell. "New text from Mello ." Matt read the text slowly and his face turned from pleased, to murderous. "w/ this grl emi mite not b bck till l8r –M." Matt sent him a text back. All he could think to say was "WTF?!?!" He received Mello's reply almost instantly. "u ignord me so i found sum1 who wouldnt we r going to my room ttyt." Matt felt all his blood draining from his face. He wondered why Mello always had to be so difficult. He took another drag of his cigarette and tossed it on the floor.
"Okay…this is my room," Mello said smiling at Emi. He opened the door and slipped in before Emi. He took down the two photos he had on the wall of Matt. Both of them were of the two kissing. He tossed them aside. "Nice," Emi said, noticing the chocolate bar wrappers and cigarette boxes scattered across the floor. "You smoke?" she said, looking up at him. "Uhh…Yeah! I'm a chain smoker," Mello said slightly panicked.
She continued to scan the room. "And I take it you're a video game geek?" she asked, laughing slightly to herself. Mello turned red. "HEY, BITCH!" he screamed at her, "THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH VIDEO GAME GEEKS! IN FACT FROM WHAT I KNOW MOST OF THEM ARE HOT!" Emi looked at him. She looked slightly puzzled, but mostly like she didn't care. "Whatever," she said, pushing him onto the couch. Mello punched her in the face. "WHAT THE FUCK?!?" she yelled, reaching her hand up to her bloodied lip. Mello grabbed her hair and yanked her off him, then kicked her out of his room. "FINE YOU DUMB FUCKING FAG!" she screamed as she clutching her bag, getting up and running off. "I AM A FUCKING FAG BITCH AND I'M PROUD! MY BOYFRIEND IS LIKE 10X SEXIER THAN YOU ANYWAY! NO WONDER THAT DUDE DOESN'T LIKE YOU BACK YOU FUCKING BITCH!" Mello's face was red from screaming and he watched her as she ran down the stairs, back to the main floor.
Mello collapsed onto the floor, crying. He felt someone come up from behind him. "You know I love you Mello." It was Matt. Matt wrapped his arms around Mello, helped him up and brought him to his room. Mello fell onto his bed, his face jammed into the pillow. Matt started to walk away, figuring Mello wanted to be on his own. He was stopped by Mello who held onto his wrist and pulled him over. "Stay with me?" Mello asked, his eyes red from crying. "Yeah," Matt replied, smiling and laying down next to Mello.
