HPDBC Chapter 159 Mel's Body
Chapter 159 Mel's Body
I knocked on Johnny's hotel room door. "Coming!," I heard him say from the other side. Johnny opened the door and said, "Please, come in!"
It was only me right now. I let Thistle and Penny rejoin the group. This felt like something I had to do alone. I stepped inside Johnny's room. It was neat and clean. There was a half eaten hot dog on the table, so I knew he was still Johnny inside, just changed for the better.
Johnny said down at a table and motioned for me to do the same. I did.
"I was just meditating. What can I help you with?" He said.
"Wow. Ok. That's different. I need to know where you buried Brandy's body," I said, remembering that he only knew Mel as Brandy.
"Oh, sure! I'll give you the address. It's just an abandoned plot of land on the outskirts of town. I'll draw a little map on how to get to the spot," he said.
He drew me a crude but effective set of instructions to get to where he buried the body. I put it in my pocket and got up to head out. "Well, thanks. I'm gonna go dig up a body now."
"Good luck," he said.
He was like a completely different person in terms of interaction and temperament. He knew all the same things and like all the same things that Johnny did for the most part, but he wasn't exactly Johnny anymore.
He was a good person now. It was weird. I guess that's what I asked for though when I changed him. I supposed it was better than the alternative. Having the old Johnny. Never knowing if he was going to double cross you for his own benefit or undermine or disrespect you in some way.
I got on my bike, The Phantom, and headed out onto the freeway. It was a couple hours ride back to the city that I grew up in. The city I came from. If you're wondering why I never same the name of the city, that's on purpose.
I don't want to tell anyone where I come from. Then they might be able to figure out who I am. I think it's best if that doesn't happen. For everyone involved.
I mentioned Mystic Creek's name because there are dozens of cities 2 hours away from Mystic Creek. You'd never be able to just guess which one was mine from that.
And sure, I did mentioned Bella Luna Cucina's name, but that's not the real name of the restaurant. I just made that up as a placeholder. It's important to stay off the grid as much as possible when you live a dangerous life like mine.
As soon as I got to the highway, I yelled, "Fuck!" It was gridlock. Cars weren't moving an inch for miles ahead of me.
[Would you like to activate your bike's Phantom mode?]
'What's that?'
[It turns the bike and the riders into phantoms temporarily]
'What does that mean?'
But of what I did see, I wouldn't recommend watching. I give it a zero out of ten rating. Both thumbs down. Then her eyes started growing back and I threw up again. Again, both thumbs down.
Once her body finally finished regenerating, I heard her take her first breath of her new life. I instantly picked her up and hugged and started bawling my eyes out again.
I know I'm this macho man and whatever, but I just couldn't hold it in any longer. This was too much for me to hold back.
"Dylan? What's wrong?" Mel said. She patted my back. "You can put me down."
I slowly and reluctantly set her down on her feet. I was still crying so hard, but I didn't sob. No noise came out of me.
"Why are you crying? Did something happen?" She said.
"What's the last thing you remember?" I said.
"Johnny stabbed me, but I punched him in the balls before he could get me again. I ran to your room and you opened it. I fell down, you caught me, and I told you I loved you. Then I told you I could feel myself dying and we kissed. That's it," she said.
"Ok. Now follow that logic, and start to wonder why you're covered in dirt and clothes that have rotted away. And why we're sitting next to a massive hole in the ground," I said.
"I couldn't have died. I'm alive now! I'm alive! I died?" She said, a dark gloom settling on her face. She looked down at the ground.
"Yes. You died. But you're back now. That's what's important," I said.
"How did you bring me back?" She said.
"Miracle medicine basically. It's hard to explain, but I kind of went to the future and brought back a medicine that could cure death," I said.
"You're not making any sense, but we'll get to that later. How long?" She said.
"A little over three years," I said, while looking at the ground.
"Three years? Three years?!?! Fuck! No! Fuck! This isn't happening. This is a dream!" She said.
"It's not a dream Mel," I said. "Now do you want that hug back?"
"Yes. Give me a hug and never let me go," she said.
I hugged her and she began to cry into my shoulder. I let her cry and just held her there.