AN: This has just been sitting around forever, so I uploaded it. Not that great, cause I wrote it with tissues rammed up my nose (lovely imagery there). Its just some of Mello's last thoughts as hes driving the truck. Maybe I should stop writing angst for awhile, ne?
Disclaimer: I no own (pout)
Damn.
I knew this was going to happen.
I'm sorry I wasn't there; you must've been so scared.
I always do this to you; I'm never there when you really need me.
You're so good to me; too good.
You never ask questions, you just do whatever I ask, even if it means putting your life on the line...
I'm sorry for running away; that was stupid...so stupid...
I hated myself for doing that to you. I'm sure you hated me too.
But goddamn, fate didn't give up that easy, did it?
It told you to turn on the damn news that day.
It told you to go check out that building.
And it told you there was some dumbass under all that debris.
-Some dumbass, who was cursing himself, with what should have been his last breath, for not telling you he was sorry...
And for not telling you that he loved the living hell out of you...
He always had...
Ever since I stole that damn game from you...hah...
You know why I did that? I wanted you to chase me.
And when you did, I knew I loved you.
Seven years old, and I knew I was a fag.
Seven years old, and I knew I loved you.
We were weird kids, weren't we?
I don't think one mentally stable person was ever released from that place.
But that's fine; if I were mentally stable, I wouldn't have blown myself up...
And if I hadn't done that, then I would never have seen you again...
I would've died under that concrete slab, like I was supposed to...
And you wouldn't have been dragged into this whole thing.
But don't worry babe, I'll be there soon.
I wont run away this time, I swear to God I won't run away from you again.
I love you...
"Matt, I never thought you'd be killed...please, forgive me..."
Damn.
So, yea, there you go. Review? yes, no, maybe so?