I don't own Death Note. If I did, BB would actually be in it ¬¬

I'm a failure.

Bang.

Nothing but a pathetic, worthless failure.

Bang.

These scars are reminders.

Bang, bang.

This cell is a reminder.

Bang.

I can't escape the fact that I lost. To you, of all people. Are you happy now? Now that you've destroyed me, left me to die this slow, humiliating death.

Bang, bang, bang.

But of course you're not happy. If you were, you wouldn't feel the need to invade my dreams, torture me with your smirk, constantly remind me of everything I wanted and never got.

Bang, bang.

I wanted to be you.

Bang.

To hurt you.

Bang.

To touch you.

Bang.

To taste you.

Bang.

To surpass you.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.

I came so close. You should have seen me back then, before I got disfigured, before I got chained up. I had the spiky black hair, the hunched back, the baggy jeans, the sugar tooth…I had the intelligence, the skill, the criminal mind. I was perfect. No, more than perfect. I was…beyond.

Bang.

I've always been beyond. Beyond the orphanage, beyond every detective, every serial killer, beyond you.

But I made a mistake. One mistake. My last mistake.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.

I hope you're happy, L.

I hope you're very, very happy.

I know I'm not.

The blood trickles down the back of my head onto the cell floor.

It's silent.