your bones - healy

15. Black metal

The pill I had taken wasn't even helping the terrible throbbing headache I had currently. Hangovers aren't really my friends. Ameliawalked into the kitchen wearing knickers and a crop top causing me to almost spit out my water, that I was swallowing while I took my 3rd pill. She clearly made this home. Living with her isn't that bad I guess as we hardly see each other. It's almost as if she was never here and someone didn't make a stupid decision. Talking about that certain someone, they were awfully happy this morning. Honestly, I have no clue why. For crying out loud, I don't even know how I got home! All I remember is Matty saying how selfish I am then I ran away. I ended up downtown, it was beautiful, then I went into a cafe where I bumped into Adam. We hanged and then he knew I was upset so insisted on us having a few drinks which lead to another and another and BAM! Here I am the next day, sitting on a stool watching Amelia as she contemplates on having cereal or toast. She goes into the pantry and gets out bread placing it in the toaster. Toast it is. While she waits, she starts a conversation.

"So you and Matty last night, ayee?" She winks. My brain stops for a second and my headache got worse.

"What? What do you mean by 'Me and Matty last night'?"

"You guys were up all night, laughing and giggling." Amelia grins. "It must've been great. Back when Matt and I were a thing we went all out. I remember when I woul-"

"Ok, thankyou very much for that image. But I'd rather not think of it." I said while my nose cringed. I'll admit the thought of her and Matty alone made me shiver and slightly...jealous. "Where's Matt anyways?"

"He left to the store to pick up som-"

The door unlocks and comes in Matt with McDonald's breakfast and a packet of recently bought cigarettes. "Breakfast!" he says.

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I threw away the leftovers into the bin and cleaned the table after eating while Matt went to throw out his coffee in the sink. "Umm, Matt can we talk?" I asked, daring not to look his way. He mumbled a yes while setting his mug in the sink. We walked out onto the balcony. The breeze kinda reminded me of when I left that hell hole I used to call home.

"What is that you want to talk about, love?" he was all smiles which made me more awkward asking this.

"Amelia and I were talking this morn-"

"Hahahahahahahahahh, wait. You and Amelia were talking this morning, like and actual civilized conversation?" he laughed. "I find that extremly hard to believe."

"Well believe it. And yes, but that's not what I wanted to talk to you about. We were talking and she said that we did something last night and since I don't remember anything can you confirm what we did..." I looked down ashamed as he probably thought I was dreaming if I thought we had done anything.

All that Matt did was stare at me in silence. Suddenly he chuckles which then turns into a laughing fit. Ok, now I'm officially confused and slightly creeped out.

"Ok, so you're telling me we didn't do anything?"

He catches his breath and then starts answering. "Look love, you were extremly drunk, I wouldn't take the advantage because you would've been under the influence. All we did was..talk. Yes, talk." he looked down and I swore I could've seen him smile really big.

"Are you sure because if we did mor-"

"Yes I know, you'll be pissed."

Matt's POV

She gave me playful death glare then smiled and walked away. What if she finds out about the kiss? Would she be pissed, happy or would she not care at all? What the hell. Here I am again sounding gay. ((noy like there's anything wrong with gay's)) because right now Ariana is practically being hunted down and I'm acting as if this was like some type of love movie. As much as I want to be with Ari, it wouldn't work out, then I'll say something at the wrong time and I'll loose her forever. What kind of shit is this? The cigarette packet looked tempting as usual so I snatched one and lit it, bringing it up to my lips. The kiss came back to mind causing me to chuckle and nod my head. My head faced down the street as I took another puff of smoke. There was a black van which parked up right outside the building. A guy in all black and full of suspicion walked right up to the front of it. What does he need? I almost choked on the smoke in realisation. I threw the cigarette to the floor and stepped on it as I ran up to the loft.

"Girls! We need to go right now!" Amelia walked into the living room lazily followed by Ariana, who looked confused.

"What do you want babe?" Amelia winked.

"Amelia, this is serious! They found us and they're about to come in. Let's go!"

Their eyes started to widen. Let's not forget that they still want Amelia as much as they want Ari.

"How are we going to get out? The only exit is the front door!"

My eyes trailed out to the balcony. They both noticed causing them to go nuts. Ari goes back into the room coming out with a journal of some sort. Not wanting to leave much evidence that we were recently here.

"Do you guys want to die or not?" I asked while walking towards the balcony. That's when the door knob started twisting slowly.
I whisper for them to hurry. We all go out and look down, gulping. Luckily there was another balcony under us. I made sure Ari went first since she's the main priority right now, then Amelia. The door started to bang making me quicken the pace we were going at. I followed after the girls onto the lower balcony then jumped onto the sidewalk since it wasn't that far down. Amelia did the same immediately, now all we need is Ari.

"No way, I'm going to break something!"

"Ariana stop being so stupid and just jump! It's a life or death situation here!"

She shakes her head, refusing.

"I'll catch you, I promise."

She sighs, putting one leg over the balcony then the other. Ari takes a deep breath then jumps successfully into my arms. She peels one of her eyes open as if to making sure she was still alive. She smiles at me quickly and then stands. We run to the parking lot and climb into my car really quickly and take off.

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"C'S" POV

I play with my fingers impatient while I wait for my employee to arrive with the girl and a dead Matthew. I've been planning his death for ages now, which is the only reason he's been working here. I want him to end up exactly like his father. "Stupid men, where are they." I chuckle lightly. You know what they say, keep your friends close and your enemies closer. I continue to pick at my nails when finally my most trusted employee walks in.

"Where's the girl and Matt's dead body?"

"Well you see si-"

"So, you don't have them?"

"Uh-well...no."

"Why's that son?"

"Mmm, they may have gotten away."

I nodded understanding, causing my eyes to go wide. "Is that it?" he spoke. My hands reached into the inside of my blazer. The black metal was resting in my hand under the desk, so used to it.

"Actually, no."

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Ariana's POV

Now New York? I've only been to America once and that was when I was six, with my actual family. Back in the good old days...I took a puff of the cigarette that Matt had handed me, to calm me down. I've never been a huge smoker, but when I get really stressed it's nice to have a smoke or two. Lately I could use A LOT. Amelia, Matt, and I waited for our flight to be called. It's quite ridiculous when Matt said earlier, in the car, when her and I were getting mad with each other 'you guys are like two siblings who taunt each other for fun and I'm the single mum who has to deal with it.' Matt's humor made me feel a little better about the situation. A little.

"Flight 15! New York is 5 minutes from take off."

That's our cue. We walked as if it were follow the leader and me being me took in my surroundings. For being 2'o'clock it wasn't as packed as I imagined it to be.

Then again I never imagined this.

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Guess who 'C' is lmao.