Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note, nor do I own any of the characters depicted in Death Note.
Labels: A/U, Misa x Light, Misa x L, angst, blood, violence, drugs, alcohol abuse.
Author's Notes: First time writing a fanfic. I got bored and wanted to become a beta reader but for some stupid reason, believes that just because you've submitted five pieces of work, you're good to edit and give constructive criticism. The overall plot in this story stems from my original story which I never finished (or started) writing because I never nailed down a few key elements in the story's universe. This first chapter acts as a prologue for the rest of the story; I wanted to test interest and writing style before putting more effort into the project.
CRASH
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Blood. Everywhere. Misa suppressed her urge to panic when she awoke to find herself and her bed sheets covered in red. There wasn't time to worry; she'd once again woken up late and was about to miss the bus.
Grabbing the stained sheets, she quickly threw them into a corner of her closet and grabbed a change of clothes before heading to the bathroom. A warm shower, that's exactly what she needed right now. As she stepped into the warm spray and began cleaning the blood off of her body, she began to contemplate the past few days.
Everything's become such a blur that it was hard to tell one thing from the other anymore. Days were melting together, and it was no longer unusual for her to wake up with a blank memory of the night before. But of course, she never woke to find herself soaked in blood. She'd been having strange dreams recently too. Of beasts in the night and of running under an orange moon. Misa shivered at the thought. She hated those dreams, but they had been becoming more and frequent.
Misa quickly toweled herself dry and finished her morning routine before running downstairs for breakfast. She had four minutes left and it was usually a five-minute walk to the bus stop. She grabbed a piece of toast out of the breakfast her father had lovingly prepared, giving him a quick peck on the cheek before dashing for the door.
"Wait, Misa! You can't eat just that!" Her father rushed after her and watched as she hastily put on her shoes. "You'll never be a healthy young woman if you eat that little!"
"No time Dad, I'm gonna be late," Misa replied just as she finished tying her other shoe. "Bye Dad, love you!" she added before dashing out the door.
Three minutes left. Oh, she'll be in so much shit if she's late to Ms. Saville's class again. That bitch was well known around the school of screwing you over when you least expect it if you were ever to get on her bad side. Sprinting as fast as she could, she just barely made it in behind the last person to board. She flashed the driver her bus pass and climbed aboard, panting heavily as she slumped into the nearest empty seat.
The bus took off on its route and Misa leaned her head back against the window. Her eyes stared tiredly out the opposite bus window as she mentally prepared herself for the next six hours before she would be free. At the same time, those torturous six hours just had to be spent sitting next to him.
Oh this would be one hell of a day.
