Sorry it took me so long to get this posted ;; ahaha.
Ah, and we come to the sad end of yet another fanfiction. My shortest, yet, I believe. Though the chapters were longer than most of my other ones. I hope everyone enjoyed this story, despite its painful lack of lemons, and poor attempt at a new writing style. However this has aided me in originality, and hopefully my next stories will be even better thanks to this.
There's also something I've wanted to address the entire story: This FF reminds me so much of the movie "Sommersturm". Ahaha. It's a German movie, set at a camp (in Germany), and about this boy who has a crush on his straight friend (who's a guy), and it's about him figuring out who he is, etc.... And I thought of the plot for DLS before I ever even watched the movie, ahaha. So yeah, the two things are similar: watch the movie sometime, it's really good ;3
Oh, and did I mention that Emil looks like young Bill Kaulitz? Ahaha. That's who I have in mind when I think about him.
As they stepped off of the bus with the other kids that morning, the three boys looked around for their parents.
"My mom is always late," Emil complained.
"I wish my mom would be late," Mello said.
"It's weird though... I actually kind of miss home," Emil said. "Despite my parents being complete assholes, it'll be nice to get back, sleep in my own bed for a change."
"I know what you mean," Matt said. "My uncle's gone most of the time though, so I usually have the house to myself."
"Lucky," the other two chorused.
Matt took a deep breath, inhaling the fresh air. "I hate mornings."
"Tell me about it," Emil agreed, sitting down on a nearby bench. "I'm exhausted."
The other two made to sit too, but a voice interrupted them before they could.
"Shit..." Emil moaned.
They turned to see a tall, black-haired woman walking towards them. She bore a striking resemblance to Emil, right down to the distasteful expression.
"What?" he snapped.
"Don't talk to me that way! Your father is waiting in the car. Let's go."
"Just a minute, God..." he griped.
He gave a heavy sigh. "I'll be there in a minute, okay?"
Giving an impatient tap of her foot, his mother pulled out a cigarette and smoked it while waiting.
"Well, I guess I'll see you guys...sometime..." Emil said.
"Right..." Mello hesitated at first, but then reached over and pulled Emil into his arms. "See you when I get back to Berlin."
Emil nodded, detaching himself from the blond. He now turned to face Matt, and the two of them exchanged an awkward look. Then, to Matt's surprise, Emil reached up and pulled him into a friendly embrace. Though surprised by the sudden gesture, Matt returned it. "Next summer, then?"
Stepping back from Matt, Emil smiled. "You bet."
Mello's grin was identical. "Definitely."
The back-haired woman next to them rolled her eyes. "Emil, we don't have all day. Let's go."
Emil sighed. "I guess I'll see you guys, then."
"Yeah, see you," they chorused, and watched as the black-haired woman took Emil by the arm and attempted to pull him forward.
"Let go of me," he griped, shrugging out of his mother's grip and walking ahead of her.
Mello and Matt exchanged a glance, and resisted the impulse to smile as the other two began to head towards their car.
"I'll miss you," Mello said. "It'll be different, not having someone to talk to."
"You have Emil," Matt reminded him.
"Yeah, I know..." Mello shifted uncomfortably. "It's just, different, talking to Emil. I don't like telling him things like I tell you. They only upset him."
"That's because he worries about you," the redhead told him. "But he wants you to tell him these things, and -in all honesty- he doesn't deserve for you to just shut him out all the time."
"I know..." Mello replied guiltily, looking towards the ground. "It's just so much easier for me to open up to you. I really don't know why, myself."
"I don't either," Matt admitted. "But Emil cares about you too, you know. And seeing as you're stuck with just him for a year, you might want to get used to the idea of confiding in him."
"Yeah, yeah..." Mello smiled slightly. "I want to thank you for this summer, too, Matt. You gave me something to look forward to, which is rare for me."
"Look forward to?" Matt questioned, raising his eyebrow in curiosity.
"Yeah. Next summer."
"So there is going to be a next summer, then?" he inquired.
"Of course! It's the only time I'll get to see you, after all." The blond sat down on the bench that Emil had been using earlier.
"Hey, how about...before camp starts next summer, you stay at my place for a while? You know, just the two of us...." Matt suggested, sitting down beside Mello on the bench. "Ah, I'm sorry. That's a lame idea, I know..."
"No, no, no! I'd love to!" Mello cried, springing up and throwing his arms around Matt. "That would be wonderful!!"
As the blond detached himself, Matt blinked once and then smiled. "Really?"
"YES!!" Mello implied forcefully. "Definitely, YES!"
"Great," Matt said, laughing at the other boy's enthusiasm. "I look forward to it."
Before Mello could reply, their conversation was interrupted by another voice. "Mihael, come on."
The blond immediately flinched and jumped up from his seat, staring at the ground. If Matt didn't know any better, he was trembling. "Hi, mom..."
The woman standing before them could only have been Mello's mother, with identical blue eyes and platinum blonde hair. Her expression was rather bored, yet smug at the same time. It was obvious that she didn't want to be here at all. Her sharp eyes traveled over to Matt, and she looked him up and down carefully. No wonder Mello shivered in her presence; her scrutinizing gaze was rather menacing. "Who are you?" she asked abruptly.
"Uh, Matt," he responded. "Nice to meet you." He supposed it couldn't hurt to be polite, even though this woman seriously made him want to run and crawl under a rock for protection.
"Right..." she turned back to Mello. "Let's go now – I don't have all day."
Was everybody's mother so impatient to leave? Matt wondered.
"Yes, mom, I'm coming." Mello glanced quickly at Matt, and managed a smile. "Bye."
"...Bye," Matt responded. He was wary of letting Mello go with the woman, though it wasn't as though he could stop it. The redhead recalled the burn scars he had seen, and the events Mello had described to him. If he had been unsure before, he was positive now. The blond's shaking and uneasy expression confirmed it.
Mello was terrified of his mother.
The poor boy. Emil had certainly disliked his mother, but he didn't completely quake in her presence. This, what Mello was displaying, was pure, adamant, fear.
Matt wondered if his concern shown on his face, because next second Mello gave him a reassuring smile, as though to say 'Don't worry about me'. Still unsure of Mello's well-being, Matt simply nodded, and watched as the other boy followed after his mother. The uneasy feeling never left his stomach. Surely, he'd be okay. He may act like a child, but he must know how to take care of himself. With a shaky sigh, Matt slumped against the bench and closed his eyes. He didn't think he'd ever felt so miserable.
It was a while before he heard his uncle's voice calling him. Reluctantly, he pulled himself up from the bench and headed the direction of the car, dreading the rest of the year. It certainly would be different, now.
However there was one glimmer of hope buried deep within the oncoming boredom ahead. He had something he hadn't had before: something to look forward to. This thought was sure to keep his sanity in check during the school year.
He still had next summer.
And this knowledge was enough to put a smile on his face as he closed the car door behind him and sat down in the passenger's seat.
-End of Chapter 11-
-Dirty Little Secret- END
Now, of course you all would simply hate me if I ended here! So I decided -through no intention of my own- that I will be writing a sequel! The title is 'Der zweite Sommer'. It isn't finished yet, but I promise I'll work hard to finish it so that you all will be able to read it fairly soon (:
Matt's uncle will be in it. I promise he isn't a complete douche like all of the parents I've put in here before. He's actually a nice guy.
SO, that being said, thanks to everyone who reviewed! (once more, if you just reviewed on the last chapter, you aren't on here!)
54 in all!!! Wow, that's WAY more than the like, 21 reviewing 'Secrets'. Thanks so much for your support and encouragement everyone!!! (And another thanks to Aysa-Millana, for correcting my German! ;3 )
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