Still, nobody realizes what he did to me that night. When he drank a few too many drinks, and slapped me around, cursing at me like a dog. Ryuzaki couldn't hold his beer well, I guess. But still, I can't forget! The memories…They deny fading away…They won't leave my mind.
I wish more than anything that I had the ability to erase them.
To get the dreadful nightmares to go away.
The random flashbacks.
But they won't.
I couldn't save myself. I couldn't keep myself from his dangerous clutches. After all, Light was dead. And I was suspected of being Kira 2. And I was.
But like I said: WAS.
I gave that all up when my poor Yagami died. I didn't care anymore. But still, Ryuzaki was set on proving my guilt. And he'd do it no matter what.
