I own a huge stack of home work i should be doing now but I most definitely do not own death note

" -now I know your gonna have a lot of questions, you wouldn't shoot"

I've always been one for getting addicted.

Games, of course, where the start. Computer, portable, video. When my family first started to break in front of my eyes I found them. I love being in control, my characters life was for me too decided. And if I screwed up, I simply press restart.

People never died, they never left you alone to fend for your self. They just respawned.

If only real life were that easy.

Which leads me to my next fixation, smoking. I had always thought the way any other child thinks, just say no. That was before.. So when I was presented with a lit cigarette by some older kid at the house and found myself giving up my old sense of jugenment and saying "yes please" I knew my life had officially gone to pot.

and two years later, it had literally gone to pot. Or at least, I had. Addiction numeral three.

You'd think I had enough to deal with now, my life being really fucked up as it were. But then came along the worst yet best addiction.

"Hey goggles! why you all alone in here?"

"Why are you?"

"I'm not, Im with you"

We were best friends from the moment we met. Though I'm rather sure we never said it along.

Shame. I dont think Im going to get a chance to now.

i held my last cigarette carefully in my teeth. I shifted it in my mouth and watch as ashes fell to the ground.

"Dude, you know those bloody cancer sticks will be the death of you"

"My life Mello"

"Yeah, but I'M in it aint I"

Ha, I never had a choice in having you in my life Mel's. You know that.

I needed you.

The leather clad blonde was more than I could even have hoped for, or even handle. He was loud, bossy, rude, crude, temperamental and just plain destructive. But he was also dead sexy and the single most amazing person I had ever met.

I fell for that one deadly addiction hook line and sinker.

"Matt..regardless of what happens to you... this is the last time you'll see me" His voice was steady. He knew he was going to died. And I knew I could not stop him.

"..I know" I smiled and he did too.

My god we were acting like he was going on holiday. But, I think it made it easier.

As I stared down the barrels of what looked like fourteen guns, cheerfully speaking what I was sure to be my last words, I knew.

Dieing for this one addiction.

click-

Was worth it.

BANG

I was going to release this on matt and mellos death day but it made me sad :( so i waited *cough forgot cough* till now :D