Fantasies

Darlie

I traced back and forth, my head down and my words threatening to slip through my lips. Matt and Zachy caught me. I was packing to leave. I even had the note written out. But there's nothing I can hide from Matt. He's like a fly on the wall. No, it's as if he has my room bugged. He just knows everything.

My suitcase sat near my bed as Matt stood with his buff arms crossed. I gulped.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"I just - I want to leave. It'd be better this way."

"What do you mean, Darlie? We've been through everything with you." Zachy interrupted.

"I'm so grateful for you both, I really am. But I think it'd be best if I leave. If Vergario knows we're together, he'll know that you'll be too afraid to move from place to place. He can easily take us. But if we're all separated, it won't be as easy."

"Oh yeah? And what did you plan on telling Brian about this little plan of yours?"

"I was going to stop by and leave a note. If he was there, I'd just tell him. I mean, he deserves to know."

He rubbed his head and sat himself on my soft cushion-y bed. He took deep breaths as if he was considering what I was saying. I would never leave without telling Brian. It'd be so rude. I'd rather just turn myself to Vergario. At some point, Brian would have to know. I couldn't just let him live thinking that I'm with Matt and Zachy.

"When are you leaving?"

"You're letting her go?" Zachy interrupted. He questioned Matt in a way he had never. He was confused at his words.

"It's a question, Zachy." Matt replied.

I took a deep breath, "I'm leaving today. Right now, actually. I think it's best. We can't always stay in a place for too long. People get to know us easily. They'd easily tell who I am since I'm the girl who's always with the guys from Avenged Sevenfold."

"Crap, you're right." He continued rubbing his head and he closed his eyes tightly.

"What are we doing?"

"You're leaving now. Finish packing. You can take the bus to the airport. Or you can take the train to London. I know no one from there so you'll be safe as long as you don't make anything obvious. Make sure you get some sort of makeover. Don't call us. Don't even pretend to enjoy our music. When someone asks of us, or if you hear someone listening to our music, don't join in. You have a nice accent. Use it. It doesn't sound fake at all. You'll fit in just fine."

"Thank you, Matt."

"She's not leaving." Zachy insisted.

"She is, Zach. She's so right about everything. She has to go."

"I need to get to Brian before though."

"No, if you get to Brian, he won't let you go. He might even kidnap you himself. You need to just leave. In a week from now, we'll tell him everything. We'll even give him that note you left him. He won't even have a clue as to where you are by then. So just be patient. This will all work itself out. Just, just don't tell Brian. I promise you that we will tell him. We just won't let him know where you are."

"Thanks." I said, hugging Matt tightly. I wrapped my arms around his waist and he hugged back. Our hearts beat at the same pace. I depart from him slowly but he holds me close.

"I love you, Darlie."

"I love you too." I say and hug him once more.

I look over at Zachy who glares at me.

"I love you, Zachy. So much."

He walks out of the room, ignoring my words.

"I have to talk to him." I tell Matt. He nods in approval, letting my go.

I walk out of the room and search for him. He can only had gone so far. I walk into the small kitchen area and he sits near a plant. It might just be the only thing in this basement that gives me a taste of the outside world.

"I love you, Darlie. You remind me so much of Johnny." he whispers.

"I love you and Johnny so much. You've been my best friend through all of this."

He stands up and hugs me tightly.

"Go pack. I love you. If you ever need anything, let the lady from upstairs know. She always knows where I am."

"Bye." I say as I depart slowly.