The Sad Hybrid {{Melon x Reader}}

Chapter 32

After school, I headed straight to the exit, trying to escape seeing anyone. I headed to my dorm room and put away my supplies and ran straight for the school gates. I needed Melon. I could no longer handle the fear I felt.

Mr. Phil was scaring me. He was forceful and I didn't have the strenght to stop him myself.

When I walked out the school gates, I was greeted with Mr. Phil blowing on his cigare, as he stared at the sky. I backed away, but stayed silent.

He closed his eyes and with a sigh, he said, "I was waiting for you."

I backed up and said, "I need to go somewhere." He didn't respond. I made sure to keep a distance between us. Melon said he'd meet me after school. Where was he. He could be anywhere.

Mr. Phil started walking over to me and I took small steps further away from him. He managed to grab my wrist, slightly putting pressure onto it, causing me to squirm in pain.

"Let's go." He said, forcefully pulling me by my wrist. I finally gave in, and slowly followed behind him. His grip loosened around my wrist, relieving it, only slightly from the pain.

"I need to go somewhere else." I muttered out. Mr. Phil ignored me and kept pulling me to who knew where.

I felt myself try hold back my tears which were swelling up in my eyes.

Mr. Phil stopped moving, causing me to bump into his back. I lifted my head and saw Melon in front of us, blocking the way. My eyes brightened but my body language didn't change.

"What do you want." Mr. Phil said aggressively. Melon smiled through his mask and said, "I think you have what belongs to me."

His words made my heart drop to my stomach, as well as causing butterflies to rise in it as well. He was claiming me as his own. I couldn't be happier.

"Huh? Your's you say?" Mr. Phil said pulling me closer to him. He pulled me to his chest and grabbed my chin, forcing it up. "You sure about that?" He said as he pulled me into a forceful kiss. I couldn't help it. I was weaker than him. There was nothing I could do.

Mr. Phil pulled me closer into his chest, deepening the kiss, exploring my mouth. His tongue inspected each and every tooth, as my hands pushed against his chest. Melon was watching.

More tears were forming in my eyes. I didn't want Melon to see me like this anymore. It was too humiliating, he also knew that I liked him now..

"You still don't understand, huh." Melon said pulled me out of Mr. Phil's arms. He grabbed my hand tightly and said, "She likes me, and only me."

My face blushed red in humiliation, embarrassment, happiness, just everything. Melon kept his eyes locked on Mr. Phil, who was only a few inches away from us. Tears were still swelled up in my eyes.

Mr. Phil didn't say anything. He stayed silent.

"If that's it, Y/n and I will take our leave." Melon said murderously. He didn't even try masking up his aggression anymore, but he wasn't mad. He was calm as ever. He showed no emotion as he started walking the opposite direction from Mr. Phil.
"I don't understand how you want that filth alive." Melon said, his eyes didn't look at me. He was fully concentrated on the road ahead. I didn't respond to that.

In all honesty, I did want him dead, but then again, he was an animal, just like Melon and I. He wasn't different from any of us. There was no need to kill him. I could try explaining this to Melon, but he wouldn't have understood. He's probably been killing his whole life. He didn't see the value in anyone's lives. That was just the way he was.

He took us to a restaurant which I've never been to. It was a neat place with colorful lights. It was so pretty.

He sat us down on the furthest corner, and ordered the food at the counter. I kept observing the place. It was mesmerizing. I knew a place like this would cost a lot. So when Melon came back, I asked.

"Melon, what is this place." I started. He hummed, taking a seat across me and said, "It's a place I visited a while ago. I thought you'd like it."

Butterflies formed in my stomach as Melon's words repeated in my head. He actually got it right. I loved this place.

"But this place seems expensive." I stuttered. He placed an arm on the table, resting his hand on his palm and gave me a sadistic half smile.

"You shouldn't be worrying about that." He said with a normal smile. I lowered my head and nodded to myself. The butterflies in my stomach were making things harder for me.

"Thanks Melon." I said elevating my head, looking him in the eyes. "You've been saving me all this time. I don't know how to repay you." Our eyes were locked on each other and he said, "I don't need you repaying me."

His voice was gentle, something I didn't get often from him. It was genuine and true. Although when he smiled all that was in vain. His smile had murder written all over it. It was fake.

Which made me ask, "Will you still be the one to kill me?"

"Do you want me to?" He asked. I shook my head. "I actually had plans for the near future." I admitted.

"Mind sharing." Melon asked, giving me undivided attention.

"I wanna drop out, and start a new life, without sex." I vaguely explained. He didn't react. His face expression didn't change at all.

"If you're doing that for me than no." He said as he averted his gaze on the table. His head lazily swayed from side to side. I shook my head and said, "I just don't wanna... I just want to start a new life."

"I really thought you were doing it for me." Melon said with a sigh. I quickly got up, using the table to keep straight up and said, "I need to use the restroom."