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Death Note › Yaoi-Male/Male › Mello/Matt
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
17
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1,908
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3
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0
Currently Reading:
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Chapter 13: Wither
AN: Yup it’s short, i did tell you that. But short is sweet, ne? or is this bitter? (And 9 reviews, that awesome. Really you reviewers are great ^_^)
Suggested Listening: Hello by Evanescence; The Bitter End by Placebo; Heaven's A Lie by Lacuna Coil; Remember Me by The Birthday Massacre (I don't know... this song was just like the theme for this chapter... I think mainly because it was on repeat.. ^_^)
Chapter 13: Wither
His hand was throbbing again. Different in the fact that he could feel heat radiating from it. It felt nice, in a way, against his cold skin. He was tired. Always tired.
And the cement was icy, sucking away all his heat and making it so very hard to sleep. He lay there, motionless, shivering. His hand lay, badly bandaged, by his face. The stink of metal, blood, so close to his nose that it was sickening.
But he was too tired to move. And even if he could, he didn't dare move that arm.
He hadn't been back in his 'room' for too long. At least it didn't seem like a long time. Hours maybe? They had stopped the bleeding, put a hasty wrap on his hand, and thrown him back into his hell. He could still see the bloodstains from where he was; they hadn't even bothered to clean the floor.
He closed his eyes for a long time, willing away the dizzy feeling that now came whenever his eyes focused on something for too long; that came whenever he moved his head too fast. He knew that wasn't a good sign, nor was the pounding in his head that had only recently come.
Fogging up his thoughts.
His breathing was steadier now, slower. He just had to stay awake...
But for what reason?
There really was nothing to look foreword to... nothing except more pain. Pain that never went away.
He just couldn't stay awake anymore... just couldn't care...
His body had mostly shut down, and now, so was his mind. It was so hard to focus on any one thought... Everything was just... there. Drifting.
Everything hurt.
Something was tugging gently at his mind, a thought of red hair, and a smile...
“Matt...” he whispered. His eyes were shut, and his breathing slowed. “I'm...sorry...” he couldn't remember what for, only that he was sorry. His body relaxed, and like that of the grip of sleep, he drifted off.
-End Wither-
AN: Don't kill me yet! You have Matt's chapter coming next..... Poor Mello. I'm so evil to him. Which is odd, because Mello is my favorite DN character (actually, anime character in general). Eh well...
Suggested Listening: Hello by Evanescence; The Bitter End by Placebo; Heaven's A Lie by Lacuna Coil; Remember Me by The Birthday Massacre (I don't know... this song was just like the theme for this chapter... I think mainly because it was on repeat.. ^_^)
Chapter 13: Wither
His hand was throbbing again. Different in the fact that he could feel heat radiating from it. It felt nice, in a way, against his cold skin. He was tired. Always tired.
And the cement was icy, sucking away all his heat and making it so very hard to sleep. He lay there, motionless, shivering. His hand lay, badly bandaged, by his face. The stink of metal, blood, so close to his nose that it was sickening.
But he was too tired to move. And even if he could, he didn't dare move that arm.
He hadn't been back in his 'room' for too long. At least it didn't seem like a long time. Hours maybe? They had stopped the bleeding, put a hasty wrap on his hand, and thrown him back into his hell. He could still see the bloodstains from where he was; they hadn't even bothered to clean the floor.
He closed his eyes for a long time, willing away the dizzy feeling that now came whenever his eyes focused on something for too long; that came whenever he moved his head too fast. He knew that wasn't a good sign, nor was the pounding in his head that had only recently come.
Fogging up his thoughts.
His breathing was steadier now, slower. He just had to stay awake...
But for what reason?
There really was nothing to look foreword to... nothing except more pain. Pain that never went away.
He just couldn't stay awake anymore... just couldn't care...
His body had mostly shut down, and now, so was his mind. It was so hard to focus on any one thought... Everything was just... there. Drifting.
Everything hurt.
Something was tugging gently at his mind, a thought of red hair, and a smile...
“Matt...” he whispered. His eyes were shut, and his breathing slowed. “I'm...sorry...” he couldn't remember what for, only that he was sorry. His body relaxed, and like that of the grip of sleep, he drifted off.
-End Wither-
AN: Don't kill me yet! You have Matt's chapter coming next..... Poor Mello. I'm so evil to him. Which is odd, because Mello is my favorite DN character (actually, anime character in general). Eh well...