The Chase

Chapter 1 - Mel unedited

I don't know how long it's been since I last slept. I've been running from my life back in Albuquerque. Passing a sign that says "Welcome to Amarillo, TX, I feel like I'm finally far enough away from HIM to be safe...for now, at least.

I keep walking until I find a cute convenience store called 34th street discount. Knowing I have little money left for food I go inside to find some. I walk around for a while, cautious of the other people in the store. HE is the reason I have trust issues. I decide on some peanuts and milk for protein and fat. I walk up to the counter to pay for my food and the woman looks at me and smiles, " hi, how is your day?" I'm not sure how to respond to this. I've been on the run for days, haven't eaten, slept, or showered in that time. I revert to my mechanism answer "fine." She scans my item "that'll be $4.50, hunny" I dig into my pockets and grab my limited supply. "Shit!" I curse quietly. I look up at her with a sorrowful expression "I'm sorry to be of a nuisance, but I don't have enough, may I please only have the milk." The woman looks at me fully and says "go ahead, sweetie. Just take both and add in a piece of pizza too" "thank you ma'am!" I hand her the money and head for the door.

I walk out the door and bump into someone and fall flat on my ass. How embarrassing. "I'm sorry-" I start to apologize and look up. I see a guy with a sweatshirt, beanie, and super dark sunglasses on. I know I shouldn't be having these thoughts but he looks cute. "What the hell!" He yells, ripping my thoughts away from him. I look back up at his angry face and start crying. I don't mean to appear weak, but I sounded like HIM. the one person I wanted to get away from. "Shit, I didn't mean to make you cry." I don't say anything to him. "What's wrong?" "nothing" i mumble. I don't know this guy and he shouldn't have to deal with my problems. He looks at me and gives me a hand up. I stand and he wraps me in a hug. My skin get tingly from his touch and I get a feeling I know HE wouldn't approve of but I can't shake the tingles. In what seems like forever, he let's go of me and asks again "what's wrong?" I feel my defense walls have broken down and I tell him everything. By the time I finish my story, I am back in full tears and I think he shed a few of his own. He wraps me in another embrace and I melt into him. He is just so comforting. I feel his chest rumble as he says "do you want to come home with me" I'm not sure what drove me to say it. I don't know his name, where he lives, or anything about him. But my judgement clouded I nodded my head. He picked me up effortlessly and set me in his car and off we went.
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I am sitting in the passenger seat and he is driving. He hurts to me and extends his hand "hi, I'm Tripp" I automatically think of Tripp Elliot, his voice is like a punk pop angel. I think it's weird they have the same name, it's not common. "I'm Mel, and I wanted to thank you again for helping me" "Mel" he said, rolling of his tongue. "Let's play a game of 20 questions, what's your favorite food" "um, I'm not sure. Probably spaghetti like my dad used to make. He would have 1 jar of marinara and 1 jar of Alfredo [A/N: BEST THING EVER!!!!!!!] where are you from?" I pauses before answering " I live in California, but I'm visiting my mom here in Amarillo" CALIFORNIA?!? He's taking me to California?! I'm not sure if I'm excited or scared. He thinks for a moment before asking " who are your favorite bands?" My eyes light up as I list them off "Panic! At the disco, fall out boy, sleeping with sirens, green day, mayday parade, asking Alexandria, we came as Romans, of mice & men, black veil brides, but my favorite is Fetal Hearts!" I sigh with content thinking about Tripp Elliot. Tripp (whose last name I should find out) get a smirk on his face and starts laughing. " what?" I ask and he replies " oh, nothing." "Okay, then. What's your last name?" Tripp looks as me and smirks even bigger. He has a glint in his eyes as he takes of his glasses and beanie. I stare shocked at him as he calmly says "Elliot" oh bloody fudging hell. That's the only thing that comes to mind before I pass out.
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A/N: hey y'all! Thanks for reading my story. I know the first few chapter will be pretty shitty, but should get better after those. I hope you like my story!! Please comment any mistakes and I will fix them.

Pic is of Mel Wesley