I Miss You Matthew Johnson

Chapter 1

I watched as my red headed lover flirted with another boy. The boy looked to be younger with dark brown hair, almost black. He had brown eyes, and he was the complete opposite of me. My boyfriends name is Matthew Johnson and I love him with everything I have. He loves me back, the only reason he is flirting with the kid is because he is trying to make me jealous. It was working, of course. However I was also getting annoyed with the flirting with other people at parties.

"Matt stop it." I said as I walked up to him.

"Calm down Mello he's straight, no harm done." He replied he grabbed my chin and tried to kiss me, but I ripped my chin away and left. Matt followed me outside, calling after me. I ignored him and kept walking. I felt some one grab my arm and turn me around. "What's the matter?" Matt asked.

"What's the matter really? That's all you have to say? I am so sick of your flirting with other people. The only one your meant to be flirting with is me. Stop trying to get me jealous because it works every time alright!" I finally snapped. This shenanigans has been going on for about a week now.

"Oh Mello I'm sorry. I really didn't think you minded all that much, you hardly stepped in and told me to stop. I just assumed you didn't care."

"Of course I care! I love you, but god I am so angry right now!"

"I'm sorry!"

He grabbed my chin lightly in his grip, trying to kiss me again. But again I ripped my chin away I wasn't going to forgive him that easily.  

"Mello let me kiss you damn it!" He said annoyed.

"Your not forgiven that easily, your gonna have to work for it!" I said to him with a wink before I turned around and started walking away again. 

All the sudden I heard Matt scream my name I quickly whipped around and saw two bright lights aiming straight towards me. I closed my eyes and waited for the car to hit me but it never did. Instead of a car I felt two hands push me out of the way. The car tires screech, trying to stop, but it was to late. I watch as the black car rammed into Matt. I ran to where he lay on the ground his breathing was uneven and blood was dripping from a wound on the back of his head and from the corner of his mouth. 

"Matt don't you dare die on me. Come on! Matt I love you! I love you so, so much. Please just hold on. Some one call 911! Hurry please." I was crying so hard my words mumbling and mashing together. 

Matt opened his mouth and gasped out a, "Love you" before he took his last breath. His head in my lap, my heart broken, and my will shattered. 

That is how Matthew Johnson died.