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Adult ++
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Chapter 7: Spilled Indigo
AN: Wow, k. My stuff is getting emo. Seriously. I think it's my playlist, I mean listen to the songs from this chapter and damn...
Suggested Listening: I Don't Wanna Know (If U Got Laid) by Cinema Bizarre; Rumored Nights by The Academy Is..; I Never Told You by Colbie Caillat
Chapter 7: Spilled Indigo
~Matt~
I barely felt the pain as the cigarette burnt down around my fingers. Snuffing it out I lit another one. Leaning back in the computer chair I tried to ignore the stifling silence of the apartment and the reason for the silence.
What was it about this case that made him do that? I knew damn well it had to do with the Detective Purge despite him not mentioning it. But what? He was hiding something, that much was glaringly obvious. But what?!
I couldn't, and wouldn't, believe that there wasn't a good reason. He hated feeling used. It hadn't been said in so many words since he didn't like to talk about, but it tore him up inside. So what was so important, other than all the dead detectives, that he would start again?
I started on my eighth cigarette of the hour and rubbed my eyes. Were we just doomed from the start? Was there always going to be something pulling, tearing, us apart?
Bzzzzz Bzzzzz Bzzzzz Bzz-
“Hello?” I really hoped this was going to be a short conversation.
“Matt. It's Jasper...” he sounded as exhausted as I felt. So this was going to be bad news. Just fucking great.
“Did you happen to have a row with Mello by any chance?” he sounded hesitant, and at the mention of Mello my heart clenched painfully. “Yes I fucking did.” I managed to say around taking a drag.
There was a muffled curse on the other line. “What was it about?” I snorted. “I have a feeling that you know exactly what it’s about.”
“I highly doubt it with the two of you.” was I wrong? I thought for sure Jasper would know... but if he didn’t? No... no, Jasper had to have known. Mello, for as strong as he is, wouldn't have been able to handle this alone.
“You know damn well. What are you calling for?” I sighed. I didn't have the energy for this. I couldn't keep my attention on anything without thinking of Mello, and or the case. And yet they were both tied in somehow so everything went back to choice number one. Mello.
“Matt, have you tried to call Mello within the last hour or so?”
“No.”
Jasper sighed heavily. “Then you probably wont be able to get a hold of him until the case is done.” my blood froze. “What? Why?”
“Whatever happened... he is not taking it very well. Or at least that's what I think by how... calm he sounded when he called me. He was too calm. Our fight last night was about you and him. I haven't seen him keep anything down in days...”
He sounded frustrated, weather at himself or Mello, I couldn't tell.
“I told him I wasn't helping him anymore. He's on his own right now and-” I left my cigarette in the ash tray and shifted the cell phone to my other ear. “-he isn't answering any of my calls anymore. They all go to voice mail...”
My mouth felt dry.
“What else. I know there is something else.” his tone suggested something far bigger than their fight about Mello activities.
“I was asked not to tell you this... but I’m going to anyway.” there was a short, dry laugh. “He asked me to watch you, to make sure you didn't get into any trouble. Which means he has something planned and... You’re right, there is something else.”
I took a deep breath.
“You would have figured this out sooner or later, and I know Mello will probably kill me if he knew I told you, but he found something disturbing in your e-mail around a week ago.” I stared at the smoke that swirled away from the burning ash and closed my eyes.
“How much time have I got left?” I asked as calmly as I could.
“Just under fourteen days.” so there it was. The entire reason for Mello's actions. Why was it, that everything bad happening to him, had something to do with me?
“Why didn't he tell me?” I didn't even know I had spoken that thought aloud until Jasper gave me an answer.
“He didn't want your concentration split. He didn't want you stressed. Funny how you ended up there anyway.”
“Yeah. Funny.”
“I'm going to let you go now. But I will be checking in on you. I owe Mello that much for abandoning him at the eleventh hour...” he hung up at that leaving me with the dial tone.
I stared at the dying cigarette for a long time sorting out my thoughts.
If the case wasn't solved within the next two weeks, I was probably dead. Mello had known about it and was doing something that hurt him in order to obtain information. And now... Mello was god knows where without any help.
The last thought stilled me. No help... it clicked. Why he had acted so strange when I was watching the video L sent me. The corrupted part of the video had to have been about me. L knew.
And if L knew, maybe he had answers we didn't. If we were lucky, none of us would die.
“Mello you idiot...”
I dialed L's number and waited. It seemed that was all I could do right now. Wait.
-End Chapter 7-
AN: I told you Matt's chapters were going to get small. I have a very good reason for it, but I can't tell you without spoiling some of the plot. I'll leave you to wonder about that, but I will tell you that later on Matt's chapters will be bigger. Later. Much later. Lol.
Suggested Listening: I Don't Wanna Know (If U Got Laid) by Cinema Bizarre; Rumored Nights by The Academy Is..; I Never Told You by Colbie Caillat
Chapter 7: Spilled Indigo
~Matt~
I barely felt the pain as the cigarette burnt down around my fingers. Snuffing it out I lit another one. Leaning back in the computer chair I tried to ignore the stifling silence of the apartment and the reason for the silence.
What was it about this case that made him do that? I knew damn well it had to do with the Detective Purge despite him not mentioning it. But what? He was hiding something, that much was glaringly obvious. But what?!
I couldn't, and wouldn't, believe that there wasn't a good reason. He hated feeling used. It hadn't been said in so many words since he didn't like to talk about, but it tore him up inside. So what was so important, other than all the dead detectives, that he would start again?
I started on my eighth cigarette of the hour and rubbed my eyes. Were we just doomed from the start? Was there always going to be something pulling, tearing, us apart?
Bzzzzz Bzzzzz Bzzzzz Bzz-
“Hello?” I really hoped this was going to be a short conversation.
“Matt. It's Jasper...” he sounded as exhausted as I felt. So this was going to be bad news. Just fucking great.
“Did you happen to have a row with Mello by any chance?” he sounded hesitant, and at the mention of Mello my heart clenched painfully. “Yes I fucking did.” I managed to say around taking a drag.
There was a muffled curse on the other line. “What was it about?” I snorted. “I have a feeling that you know exactly what it’s about.”
“I highly doubt it with the two of you.” was I wrong? I thought for sure Jasper would know... but if he didn’t? No... no, Jasper had to have known. Mello, for as strong as he is, wouldn't have been able to handle this alone.
“You know damn well. What are you calling for?” I sighed. I didn't have the energy for this. I couldn't keep my attention on anything without thinking of Mello, and or the case. And yet they were both tied in somehow so everything went back to choice number one. Mello.
“Matt, have you tried to call Mello within the last hour or so?”
“No.”
Jasper sighed heavily. “Then you probably wont be able to get a hold of him until the case is done.” my blood froze. “What? Why?”
“Whatever happened... he is not taking it very well. Or at least that's what I think by how... calm he sounded when he called me. He was too calm. Our fight last night was about you and him. I haven't seen him keep anything down in days...”
He sounded frustrated, weather at himself or Mello, I couldn't tell.
“I told him I wasn't helping him anymore. He's on his own right now and-” I left my cigarette in the ash tray and shifted the cell phone to my other ear. “-he isn't answering any of my calls anymore. They all go to voice mail...”
My mouth felt dry.
“What else. I know there is something else.” his tone suggested something far bigger than their fight about Mello activities.
“I was asked not to tell you this... but I’m going to anyway.” there was a short, dry laugh. “He asked me to watch you, to make sure you didn't get into any trouble. Which means he has something planned and... You’re right, there is something else.”
I took a deep breath.
“You would have figured this out sooner or later, and I know Mello will probably kill me if he knew I told you, but he found something disturbing in your e-mail around a week ago.” I stared at the smoke that swirled away from the burning ash and closed my eyes.
“How much time have I got left?” I asked as calmly as I could.
“Just under fourteen days.” so there it was. The entire reason for Mello's actions. Why was it, that everything bad happening to him, had something to do with me?
“Why didn't he tell me?” I didn't even know I had spoken that thought aloud until Jasper gave me an answer.
“He didn't want your concentration split. He didn't want you stressed. Funny how you ended up there anyway.”
“Yeah. Funny.”
“I'm going to let you go now. But I will be checking in on you. I owe Mello that much for abandoning him at the eleventh hour...” he hung up at that leaving me with the dial tone.
I stared at the dying cigarette for a long time sorting out my thoughts.
If the case wasn't solved within the next two weeks, I was probably dead. Mello had known about it and was doing something that hurt him in order to obtain information. And now... Mello was god knows where without any help.
The last thought stilled me. No help... it clicked. Why he had acted so strange when I was watching the video L sent me. The corrupted part of the video had to have been about me. L knew.
And if L knew, maybe he had answers we didn't. If we were lucky, none of us would die.
“Mello you idiot...”
I dialed L's number and waited. It seemed that was all I could do right now. Wait.
-End Chapter 7-
AN: I told you Matt's chapters were going to get small. I have a very good reason for it, but I can't tell you without spoiling some of the plot. I'll leave you to wonder about that, but I will tell you that later on Matt's chapters will be bigger. Later. Much later. Lol.