Untold Stories

by Otaku Kid1996

Matt lives at Whammy's house. However, as a result of his upbringing, he has depression and a fairly lengthy history of self harm. His relationship with Mello, the boy he's had a crush on since moving into the orphanage is.. Complicated to say the least. There's a lot going on all at once and he doesn't quite know how he'll make it. But he's still trying.

1. Prologue

A/N: Well, I've been sort of depressed lately, I'll admit. So instead of posting it in Facebook for everyone who knows my name to see like some people do, I will instead put these little feelings into stories where barely anyone here knows who I actually am. This is a story from Matt's POV, who is (of course) a depressed kid in this story. If anyone bothers to ask, "But why Matty?" or say something like "He isn't depressed", this is why:

Matt is a character of Death Note that people don't really know a whole lot about. He is known as a hacker who loves video games and dislikes going outside. That's it as far as personality. I like writing for Matt because he can have many different traits and personalities since he didn't really get to have one in the anime or manga. I have a little freedom with Matt and its not as restricting as writing for other DN characters who actually got more time on the show. Sorry for the rant, but I had to explain now or it would bother me.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Now enjoy. Warning for implied yaoi, self harm, and some language.

Bitch, moan, cry, and complain. Bitch, moan, cry complain... Same thing over and over again. That's all I ever hear at this damn orphanage. And then if it isn't that, it was the students in this place that I went to class with that would either brag about their awesome scores and how much better they are than everyone else, or their shit grades and their "oh so hard" lives. We all lived in the same orphanage yet people still liked to compare how they were so much better or so much worse than everyone else. God, it was irritating.

You don't see me complaining to them. You don't see me acting like a superior asshole to others because I was the third best student in this dump. You don't see me acting like an idiot, practically asking for attention. I was quiet about my issues. In fact, if you went to Wammy's orphanage "for the exceedingly bright children", you wouldn't see me at all. I'm the kid with the big goggles, weird clothes, and the Game Boy, sitting in the corner and playing Mario or The Legend of Zelda. I didn't bother anyone with my "problems" because I didn't need the attention of others to cope with it. I had my own way of dealing with things. I played video games, smoked cigarettes when Roger wasn't around, and I cut. Okay, so maybe these things weren't very "healthy" ways of dealing with things. Oh well. What, you want me to lie?

My only friend here is Mello, my roommate. We both arrived at Wammy's on the same day. It's been 6 years since then, I was ten and he was eleven. Over time, I fell in love with him like an idiot. Since we're roommates and have to live together, I never say anything. Not only am I afraid of losing my only friend, I'm also afraid of losing my only decent roommate. I don't know how he would take news like this, so I just don't say anything just in case. I probably never will say anything, either.

My name is Mail Jeevas, otherwise known as Matt. And these are the stories that I write down so that I will never have to say them out loud.

A/N: Okay, so this was more of a prologue for now. (Did I spell that right? XD) Well, anyways, hope you liked this. I'll add more chapters later. For now, let ne know what you thought. This is like the third story I have started that is going to be continued and not just left as a oneshot. So I will update as soon as possible. More can be expected in the summer, though.

Ja ne!