Return of Kira

"Oh for god's sake!" Mellody screamed at him throwing him onto his bed.

 

He laid there looking at the ceiling for a bit before sitting up

 

"What the hell do you think you are doing!" Lana snarled darkly from the shadowed doorway. "It's not his fault and how dare you treat another person like that!" Her eyes had changed from the dull lifeless ones they had been to ones with a pure seathing anger and hatred spark in them. If he had avoided her that didn't matter, he didn't deserve to have this treatment from her.

 

Matt then layed his head back, closed his eyes, hoping to possibly get some sleep.

 

"It's okay Lana. I'm fine"

 

"At least that's something." She growled. Despite her temporary more scruffy and 'L-like' appearence Lana still managed to be the dark and sinister gothic woman she always had. "But I'm not having her thinking it's alright to just throw people around like that!"

 

"Don't fight. Please"

 

"And what gives you the right..." Mellody started. "TO HIDE MY OWN BROTHER'S DEATH FROM ME!"

 

"Was telling you when you asked hiding it? No I don't think so! As far as I can tell that freakin' service on demand!" Lana snapped, cutting her just before the end of her sentence.

 

Mellody didn't reply, she simply just went to walk out.

 

"If you want to go on your own then you are free to do so." He said to Mellody before she could leave and turned to Lana "Didn't have to shout you know?"

 

"Sorry sir, I won't do it again sir." Lana nodded before muttering as Mellody past. "You could at least appologise, or are you ill-mannered as well as ill-tempered?"

 

"Sorry..." Mellody replied walking off.

 

I hate it when people say sorry to me.... "There's no need. Really."

 

"There bl**dy well is..." Lana muttered bitterly.

 

He sighed and fell back on the bed and rolled over so his face was in the bed and out of sight

 

Mellody stopeed, and hit the wall, tears freely rolling down his cheeks again as she sobbed lightly.

 

"You alright sir?" Lana asked going to lean against the wall but on putting any pressure on the inscion she immeadiatly recolied from the wall in pain.

 

"All my fault.." He mubbled

 

"What's all your fault?" She asked again, nervously sitting down on the edge of the bed Near was lying on.