No, no, no.
This was never supposed to happen!
This wasn't the plan!
I swear!
How couldn't I have seen this?
How was I being to selfish?
Avarice, Mello thinks as he stares at the tiny television screen in front of him. Greed.
Why?
You weren't just another part to my plan!
You were my friend.
The only one I had.
He can't look away from the screen, though he desperately wants to.
Bam, bam, bam.
I can hear the shots in my head as they hit you.
The kidnapping heist,
That plan,
It was all so stupid!
I valued your life more than that bitch Takada's!
The television flickers. Mello blinks. His own breathing is the only sound in the tiny camouflaged truck- but just for a moment.
God, don't show the body.
Don't show the body!
I don't know if I'll be able to take it!
The T.V stops flickering and an image of a dead, shot up body comes into focus. Mello shrieks and stumbles backwards, crashing into something. He covers his mouth to keep himself from retching and shuts his eyes tightly. Despite his efforts, that image is still burned into his brain.
Make it go away!
Come back to me!
Forgive me!
I treated you like shit, dammit!
But you have no idea how much I cared for you!
Matt!
Mail!
I should have died with you!
I should have died in your place!
It's not fair!
He sits on the floor for a long time, refusing to get up. His mind continues to race.
I was so caught up in beating Near.
Couldn't I see what I was doing to you?
No, I was too greedy.
I didn't think.
Mello opens his eyes and growls, glaring at the space in front of him. His face takes on an angry expression.
Mark my words,
Your death will be avenged.
Kira will be caught.
It doesn't matter by whom.
But your death will be avenged.
Even if it's the last thing I do
Becauseā¦
I loved you.
