Runaway

*Mel’s POV*

I curled up on the couch, crying my eyes out. I couldn’t believe what i've heard. Johnny denied on being my boyfriend. After all he’s done to me, this is how we end up? Is he that ashamed of me? Are we even together anymore?

The entrance to the bus opened and I decided to quickly dried up my drooling tears from my face. I thought it was the guys, with Johnny to explain to me, why he’d lied. After all he’s done for me, why decide to throw it away? I thought he loved me.

I heard a pair of heavy footsteps enter the bus, it wasn’t the guys. It was just Matt and he was alone. I could tell he wanted to say something, but no words came out, instead he sat next to me and pulled me in for a hug.

Fresh warm tears began to reappear. I tightened the hug a little as my tears soaked his shirt.
“Why matt, why would he do this to me?” I wept out.

“I... I don’t know. I wish I knew.” His hand soothed my hair.

I gently pulled away to look up at his hazel green eyes that were shooting right to my brown
ones. His hand moved up to my jawline and rubbed small circles on my chin. His eyes narrowed down to my glossy pink lips. He began to lean in close to my lips and I did not stop him. Instead I also began learn my head close to his but then paused when we were only centimeters away from the kiss.

My eyes moved from his lips to his eyes as my heart trusted in a fast pace. I stood up, staring down at the floor then turned to face Matt he seemed to still have his eyes on me. I wanted to kiss him but for some reason I think it felt wrong, I’m still with Johnny or at least I hope so and besides the two of them are best friends. I don’t want to be the reason that they’d split up.

Even if it turns out that Johnny dumped me like I suspect for who knows why, it still would have been wrong to jump into another relationship too soon. Besides, I see Matt more like a friend, or at least I want to, but… there are these feelings that can’t seem to get out my chest. Maybe I see Matt the same way I see Johnny.

“Where’s Johnny? Where are the guys?”

“Out drinking, and I think I remembered Brian saying something about heading to a strip joint
after the show. He wanted to have a guy’s night out but, I didn’t want to go, I wanted to check up on you instead.”

A soft smile crept across my face at the thought of that. “Thank you Matt, that was sweet of
you.”

“That’s what friends are for.” Matt sighed and forced a smile. “I really wanted to rip his nose
right out of his face but, I didn’t know how you’d feel about it.”

“Well, I would have really appreciated it, but it’s unnecessary.”

“Eh, figures.” Matt shrugged. “So what would you like us to do?”

“I don’t know how about we go join the guys. I hope they don’t mind me and I hope Johnny
would explain to me about what happened earlier. I want to ask him if we’re splitting up or not. If Johnny is leaving me, then I guess I’ll see where I’ll be heading to. I have nowhere to go, no family, nothing.”

“Then stay, I beg of you and by the time we’re done with tour, you are always welcome to stay with me.” Matt suggested.

“I don’t know Matt, I don’t want to be much of a bother.”

“You won’t.” Matt replied almost too quickly. “I’ll love having some company in such a big
place.

“Thank you for your offer.” I smiled.



*******

By the time we arrived to the strip joint, there was Johnny with a stripper on his laps. He had his eyes focused on her fake chest and his hands began to thrust her hips. I’ve felt like I’ve been struck by a burning dagger.

Brian and Zacky each had two strippers on their laps, acting as if they were billionaire players where they spend most of their lives drinking, fucking, and throwing out of control parties in their millionaire mansions.

Of course I may be over exaggerating and all, but I guess they just wanted to go out and have fun between the guys. I don’t mind that, I just mind that Johnny didn’t tell me. First he lied that we weren’t together, and went out with the guys without having to talk about what happened earlier. I’m lost, I’m confused and I have to talk to him.

I embraced Matt as he held me tight. “It’ll be ok, want me to kick his ass?” He whispered softly.

“No.” I shook my head. “I have a better idea.”

I glared over at Johnny. I'm tired of feeling like shit and not knowing. Maybe Johnny would
explain later or maybe not. I thought Johnny wasn’t ever going to come to these types of places or higher prostitutes anymore because of what I’ve been through. I just don’t care anymore, I want to get even and make him feel what I felt.

“What do you have in mind?”

“Take a seat with the boys and you’ll see, I’ll be right back.”

As I snuck into the dressing room, I spotted a couple of girls that seemed familiar. It took me a moment just to realize that she’s here, my sister’s here. I quickly turned back wanting to run to the Matt, to Johnny, and the boys but before I could even make it out the dressing room, there came and a familiar face. “Well look who do we have here.”

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