Runaway

*Mel’s POV*

As I step into the bus, I couldn’t help but wonder why was I let go? What’s with the change of
heart all of a sudden? There has to be a catch. I know she’s up to something, but what? Whatever it is, I have a feeling it’s not good, I can sense something wrong here.

“What the hell are you doing here?” I heard Johnny say from behind me.

I turn around to face him. His puffy red eyes glares at me. “Johnny.” I throw myself into his
arms, thrilled to see him again. I just want to tell him everything that has happened, and ask him
how everything was while I was MIA.

I want to cuddle with him, and feel safe into his arms and make love to him all night long. I’ve
missed him so much that I never want to be apart from him ever again. I just want to forget the
past. I just want to leave everything behind and start anew.

My thoughts scatter off as soon as Johnny shoves me off. “Get the fuck away from me.” He
sounds pissed.

“What? Why?” I ask, puzzled.

“Cut the crap, Mel. I know that you know what I’m talking about.” He faces the opposite
direction from me.

I wonder what his problem is. Why is he behaving like this? Is he angry that I’ve been gone for
so long? Does he think I had second thoughts and left without a say? Of course, that must be it. He thinks I don’t love him anymore.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t-”

“Stop with the bullshit, just leave. I don’t ever want to see your face again.” Johnny says with
anger.

“But-” I try to explain, but her cuts me off, yet again.

“Don’t you fucking understand I want you gone? It’s over between us! You made your choice
pretty clear!”

I try reaching for his head, wanting it to turn to me, so I can tell him that my twin had me locked
away this whole time. And whatever the problem is, that wasn’t me. It’s not my fault, it was all
Madame Stewarts.

“I’ve said, don’t you fucking touch me!” He slaps my hands away from him. Then I see the side
of him that I’ve never seen before.

He grips on to my wrist, drags me towards the front door, and shoves me out. I hit the ground,
and watch him slam the door. My eyes start to water and my heart aches on what had just
happened.

“You’ve won, Madame Stewart, you got what you wanted.” I weep to myself. “Is this what you
wanted, Bitch! To ruin my fucking life? Where you got it!” I get up my feet, looking around as is
she or one of her men are around. “Game on Bitch.” I wipe my tears with my hands and start
looking for a bar.



*Matt’s POV*

How could I have been such a fool after all this time? It wasn’t Mel. It was her twin. The one
who kissed me and seduced me was her, not Mel. Dear god I’m an idiot. No matter how hard I
tried explaining to the guys about Mel’s disappearance and her twin, pretending to be her, they
didn’t give me a chance to explain anything at all. They all just jumped to conclusions.

I take a double shot of tequila and order another one from the bar. Since I’ve been kicked off the
bus and I’m on my own, but I’m not going to give up on finding Mel. Maybe she can help me
convince the guys on what really happened.

“Martini please.” I hear a familiar voice, coming from beside me.

I turn over to the right, seeing her. I’m positive that this woman sitting next to me is Mel. Her
clothes look cheap and very revealing, and no there is no sign of make up on her. Earlier, the
intruder pretending to be her was wearing make-up.

“Mel?” I ask.

The woman turns my way. Her eyes light up as if she’s glad to see me. “Matt?”

“Please tell me it’s really you.”

She forces on a smile. “Did you miss me?”

I embrace her. “I’m so glad you’re okay.” I whisper by her ear.

We pull away from each other and see her smile turn into a frown.

I have so many questions to ask her, and so many things I want to tell her from what has
happened, but judging from that look, I think it is best not to push her into the topic. If she wants
to talk about it, then we’ll talk about it.

“Want to go over to my hotel room and just talk or watch a movie or whatever?” I offer.

He looks at me puzzled. “What are you doing at a hotel?” She asks.

“It’s a long story. I could tell it to you back at my hotel room. If you want me to.”

Gives me a questionable look, then nods. “Lead the way.”



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Back at the hotel, Mel and I were laying down on the king sized bed, being face to face to one
another to talk. She tells me what had happened from her disappearance, up to what happened
earlier today. Then I tell her everything that has happened, from the night her twin seduced me,
over and over, up to what had happened earlier.

“I guess this is what she’s been up to. She wanted to ruin me completely.” She turns angry, then softens up a little. “Thanks for being the only one to notice on what was truly happening, and thought about looking for me.”

“That’s what friends are for.” I smile softly.

She sighs a little bit. “I just wish Johnny could’ve have realized that she wasn’t me. And I wish
He could’ve let me explain everything.”

“I know exactly how you feel. The guys hate me because they thought I was stealing you away
from him.”

“And I guess what she said about you having feelings for me were true.” She looks down,
refusing to look up at me. “How was the sex?”

Why is she asking me this? Does this bother her?

“Honestly, I regret every single fuck we did, because it wasn’t you.” I say honestly. “She sure
did have me fooled at first, I tell you that much.” I say honestly. “Not to be a pervert or anything,
but honestly think you have a better body than she does. After all, I have seen you naked
countless of times, by accident.”

“Geez, it’s no wonder you’re crazy about me.” She makes a joke out of it.

“It’s also due to the fact that you’re an amazing kisser.” I smirk, thinking of the times when she
had kissed me, on accident. “I know you only see me as a friend, and I totally respect that.” I turn serious.

“Not to get your hopes up or anything, but I actually did felt something for you. While I was
imprisoned and tied up, I had a lot in mind. If I knew how you truly felt about me earlier, you
could’ve probably had a chance with me. To be honest you’re so fucking hot.”

I could feel my cheek burning by her comment. “But?” I ask knowing there’s a ‘but’ in it.

“But I’ve thought things through and realized how deeply in love I am with Johnny. And right
now, I’m hurt that he doesn’t want to see my face again. I’ve lost him because of her.”

“First thing in the morning, we’ll sort things through, alright?”

“I hope so.” She sighs. “Do you still want me to show you how the stripping is truly done?”

I look at her confused, then remembered that first night on tour. When I had a lot in mind. The
guys were knocked out cold while she and I were the only ones up. I was driving and she seemed worried about me. We talked, I pulled over, followed her to the back, stripped off my clothes until I wore nothing but my boxers, she retorted that she’ll teach me how it’s truly done one day, and we ended up dead asleep in my bunk. I remember having that piece of beauty cuddling me up, giving me a boner. But I honestly, I’ve thought she was just kidding about the whole stripping tease thing.

“Well as a guy, it’ll always be a real treat, but after everything that’s going on… it’s really up to
you.”

“I want to keep my word.” She looks up at me.

“Are you sure?” I raise a brow. “What about Johnny?”

“Well last I recall, He has cheated on me. Once at the strip club, before the twin swap, and I’m
pretty sure my evil twin had sex with him. And Right now, he’s probably having sex with
someone else. I think I deserve a freebie.”

My eyes widen and my cock twitches at her words. “I’m sorry, but I can’t.” I shake my head,
remembering how everyone reacted when they thought I slept with Mel. I just don’t want the
guilt to haunt me, to betray a friend.

“Matt, Johnny and I aren’t together anymore.”

“But you love him, you said so yourself.” I tell her. “You’re broken up and angry. Deep down, I
know you don’t want to do this. Doing the strip tease and screwing me won’t make anything
better.”

Mel doesn’t say anything at first then speaks up. “Matt, I’ve been through a lot, I’m sexually
frustrated, and need to feel good. You have been wanting to seek this moment, haven’t you?”

“I’m not going to take advantage of you.” I repeat myself.

“Fine, if you really feel that way.” Mel rolls over, her face facing the ceiling. “Who needs men to
please a woman anyways?” She slides her hand underneath her shirt, grasping onto her perfect sized breast. She lets out a soft moan. Her other hand slides down into her shorts.

No matter how hard I want to look away and ignore the view in front of me, my cock betrays me, wanting to join her. I bite my lips as I watch her take off her top, only to reveal that she wasn’t wearing any bra.

Oh god. I suddenly can’t take it anymore. I pull her in for a rough kiss. “Fine.” I grumble
between kisses. I cup her breasts and give them a hard squeeze. Then I moves down to remove her shorts and panties and take a moment to admire her body. My eyes are glued to her hips and see no sigh of a birth mark, which is a good thing, because now I know it’s really Mel this time.

My fingers traces her hips, slowly making their way down to her clit. I pull back to take off my
pants and boxers. Crawling on top of her, I was ready to slide into her, when Mel interrupts me.

“Wait, Matt.” She flattens her hands against my chest as if she wants me to pull away, so I do.

“What is it?” I have a feeling she’s being doubtful about doing this.

“I can’t do this… I’m sorry.” She sits up, to dress herself.

“Don’t worry about it, I understand, Mel.” I grab my boxers and slide them back on.

I’m not upset that she changed her mind. I’m actually relieved. I know she didn’t really want to
do it with me. She wants Johnny. It’s always been him. No matter all the times that little shit
fucks up, I’m going to help Mel get back with Johnny. All I really want is for her to be happy.
She’s already been through enough.

“Want me to sleep on the couch?” I ask, in case if she feels a little uncomfortable sleeping in the same bed.

“No. I think we’re both reasonable adults.” She lays back down. “Just as long as you don’t take
up the whole blanket.”

“Done.” I say to her.

“Good.” She rolls to her side, her back facing me. “Night.”

“Night.” I face the opposite direction, slowly falling asleep.

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