Runaway

Our identical eyes met for a good minute. A slight smirk formed on her soft red lips as I froze in
horror. I wanted to run away as I could. I wanted to be with the guys, with Matt, with my dearest
Johnny. I want to be safe in Johnny’s arms as Matt fights off the guards. There Zacky, Brian, and Jimmy would stand by Matt’s side, battling and protecting me. Johnny would quickly pull me away from the scene, taking me far away from my sister. I just wanted to be safe but I’m not
safe.

I’m in danger. The guys don’t know that I’m here yet except for Matt. The guys are having their
outing, Matt’s still waiting for the big surprise I have for Johnny and here I am, face to face with
the devil.

Oh why did I have to come here? All I ever wanted to do was give Johnny a taste of his medicine by dressing up in an exotic costume with a mask, give them a little strip tease in a private room and slide the mask off when it seems like I’m about to do Matt. I wanted to see the look on Johnny’s face when he sees me.

I would’ve expected a fight between us afterwards. He would’ve expected an explanation for my actions and I would’ve been defensive, asking him why did he lie to the security that I wasn’t his girlfriend then go out with Brian, Jimmy and Zacky to this place as if nothing has happened.

Afterwards I would’ve stormed off, having my vision blurred by my freshly warm tears. I would’ve hoped to have Johnny going after me, pulling me in for a hug, apologizing and
reminding me how much he loves me. If not then I’m sure Matt would’ve been there for me, I
know he would bring a smile upon my face as he did earlier. Maybe he could’ve been more than
just friends after I was done mourning for Johnny.

No wait, that’s not right. How could I possibly think such a thing? Do I want Johnny? Do I want
Matt? Could I possibly love them both? I just met Matt the other day when he and the guys came over to Johnny’s house unannounced and saw me naked and where I accidentally kissed Matt.

“Surprised to see me, my dear sister?” Madame Stewart marched forward, pulling out a pistol
right out of her skirt, pressing it against the fabric of my shirt. “Your place is right here with me.
I own you, your soul is mine.” She smacks the weapon across the face as if I were being slapped by metal.

“No.” I managed to bravely slip the words out of my mouth.

“What did you say?”

“I said no. You don’t own me. I own myself. I get to choose who owns me and that is” I bit in
my inner lips, preventing to say Johnny’s name.

Madame Stewart let out a loud chuckle. “Who? Your boyfriend? Oh honey that was just your
crazy imagination. Did you actually believe that he loved you? All you’ll ever be to him is a
slut.”

“That’s not true. He loves me and I love him.”

“Really now? Then why do you think he lied from not being your boyfriend? Could it possibly
be because he’s ashamed of you?” She flapped her pistol as she spoke as I looked at her in shock. How could she possibly know about that? Has she been spying on us this whole time? Did she know I was with Johnny this whole time? “Don’t look so surprise, Mel. I know everything and you know what? I think It’s time for new clients, don’t you think?”

“What do you mean?” I looked at her with wide eyes. “You’re not going to kill him, are you?”

“On the contrary my dear sister, but it’s a tempting gesture. You should know that I want to make your life as much as possible and let’s say... that’s exactly what I’m intending to do.” a wicked smirk crept up her face then turned serious, fixing the gun back to me. “Now take off your clothes.”



*Matt’s POV*

It has been nearly half an hour and still no sigh of her. What is taking Mel so long? Has
something happen to her? Where is she? My eyes scanned through the whole strip joint, but no
sigh of Mel.

“You alright man? You seem a bit off.” Brian noticed my expression.

“Oh nothing, just checking out bitches is all. There’s big ass and tits everywhere.” I sighed with
my hands.

“Oh yeah, you should get some, don’t feel left out man. Here, I’ll even share one of my bitches
with you.” Brian insisted.

My eyes wondered off in search of Mel ones again and there she was, heading her our way.
“Hello boys. Enjoying all the fun without me?” Mel places her hands on her hips.

I eyed Mel from head to toe. There was something different about her that I can’t seem to get my hands on. What could it be?

“Uh Mel... Oh hey. It’s not what it looks I swear.” Johnny pulls the stripper off of her laps. I
could smell the heavy alcohol on him from where I’m sitting, Johnny’s wasted and I think I
know why, because of the stupid move he did earlier. “You know that I love you, right baby?
You’re my one and only love.”

“Yeah, I know sweetie.” Mel smiled softly.

Wait that’s it? I thought she was planning on getting Johnny back from being such a dick to her
earlier. First he accused her on being the absolute worse of her then at the concert where he
denied that the two were together as if he was ashamed of her. Then with the strippers on his
laps… I could’ve treated her better.

“I’m sorry Mel I love you. I fucked up big time.” He breaks down in tears. “I’m sorry baby for
lying at the concert. “But I have a good reason… But I can’t tell you now I’ll tell you when we
get to the bus.”

“Okay come on, I think it’s bedtime for you mister. I could smell the alcohol in your breath,
rotting my lungs.

What the hell is going on? Why the change of heart? Did Mel actually forgive him that easily? I
thought she was going to scream at him or something. Even better break up with him. No wait,
that can’t be right. Johnny’s my best friend besides the other guys. I just think he has someone as amazing as Mel. Oh dear God, why do I love someone impossible so much? Why?

“I think it’s time for all of us to go to the bus, let’s go.” I walked passed through the guys,
holding my tears in as much as I could. I can’t let the guys see me cry over someone I can’t have and I guess there’s no point to it now. The moment Mel and I shared is nothing more but a
fantasy.

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