Hi. Its me with another story! I know, I ditched mello and near and came back to l and bb. Oh well, I got the next chapter for Didn't think somewheres. It'll be a while before it comes out. I'm gonna' bank roll this story out first. I wrote up to chapter four in three days. Sorry if there isn't a lot of details.
Without further ado…
Disclaimer: Rated M for a reason. Includes the following; graphics, language, and eventual yaoi. I do not own any of the characters… I own a copy of the season of deathnote and figurines of mello, near, siddoh(Shinigami thing), rem, and jelos. That is all.
Chapter 1
B's Pov
Today, I would be released. Not legally, no no no. I knew that this hell hole that labeled themselves as a correctional facility6 would never allow my 'escape'. I was gonna' leave ansd the best part was that I was walking out the front door.
They had rolled out the 'strap chair' to strap me to while I was being examined by the nurse. Too bad that they were blind to the fact that I had recently decapacitated it while they weren't looking. It was always easy to slip out from behind the bars and follow my merry little way to the kitchen and pick out a butcher knife, I may have been planning my escape but I was still picky. It was a cut-co knife, I personally believe that the company started making knives for people like me who know how to use them.
These idiots that called themselves watchmen were incompetent, L was the only person that was worthy of watching over me. He could see when I acted out of character and when I was going to strike. These people saw nothing.
"Oh L, I'll be with you soon." I thought as the door to my cell creaked open. It was the blonde one, good. He was always more gentle with me, I guessed it was one of L's orders. L you don't have to run from me anymore, we'll be together soon. L, yes my L. He was the reason I was here, but I know he sent me here instead of prison to spare me. He loves me deep down inside and I challenged him like an idiot. What was I thinking? He was everything to me- EVERYTHING!
The blonde walks in and pulls the chair in behind him.
"B? Are you listening to me?" He asks, I felt my face from the inside out- I was grinning like a fool.
"Not really." I said dreamily, this often happened when I thought of L.
"I see. What do you always think about when you're like this? Just curious." He asked.
"Mmmm. Where am I going today?" I asked him, looking at him.
"Your going to see the nurse."He said, stepping aside so that I would be able to sit down on the chair.
"Oh." I said, frowning. She was always trying to stick her hands in my pants.
"B, are you going to behave?" He asked.
"Only if she stops trying to molest me." I said innocently.
"To what?" He said in shock.
"She keeps touching me. I don't like when people touch me. You know that my dad hurt me when I was little." I said, pulling the puppy eyes on him.
"Oh, allright. I'll tell her to look but not touch allright?" He said, perfect- that would stop her from finding the knife in the back of my pants.
"Will you stay there with me?" I often acted like a child wich had earned me to be diagnosed with social phobia. It was easy to pretend because social phobia was when an event happened in life that prevented someone from doing a specific thing. For me, it would be being touched now when I was raped at a younger age and was helpless to defend myself.
"All right. I'll stay there with you." "Thanks." I said, he started strapping me in gently. As I said, he was more gentle with me than the other guards- it was a shame that I was gonna' have to kill him. He was all right.
"Not a problem, its our job to help correct your disorders, not hurt you." He said, wheeling me out of the room and into the hallway.
"Can we hurry? I don't want to be there any longer than I have to be." I said, it was the usual request. Usually I wanted to return to my room as soon as possible, and today was no exception.
"Of course." He replied, starting to go faster. We made it there in record timing and I was forced into the nurse's office. She was sitting on a chair of her own behind a desk heaped with papers. She had my medical papers with her.
"Hello B. ready for your check-up?" She asked, leading the way into the next room. I was wheeled behind her. The first thing she did was take my temperature, then she made me open my mouth and stuck a stick in a held down my tongue while she checked my throat for bacteria, etc. When it was time for the rest of the physical- the part where she had to stick her hand in my pants, I pretended to panic. Right on cue, the guard stopped her from doing anything.
"He was raped when he was a kid; it's the reason behind his social phobias. He asked me that you don't touch him." He said, he truly was a good guy.
"You're also the one that feeds him jam when he's not allowed to have it. Do you really think that I'm going to listen to you? There's no record that he was raped and I think he's just fooling you out." She said, reaching for my pants again.
"Don't. L ordered long ago that you weren't to give him that kind of checkup."
"Well, Ls not here, now is he?" She said nastily.
"No checkups now." He pulled me out of the office and wheeled me back towards my cell. At the door I pulled out of the chair, the crippled straps coming with me and pulled the knife out of my shirt. The knife was my favorite weapon by far.
"Hmm. No one anticipated this; you crippled the chair and acted normal. You aren't afraid of being touched; you faked it like she said."
"And you were gullible enough to believe it. I'm sorry to have to kill you; you were the only person here who treated me like I was human. But I have to get out; I have to find my L." I said, drawing nearer to him and pouncing before he could turn to run. I slit his throat, captivated at the red liquid pouring out. Judging by the amount of blood, I had gotten his jugular. "I would normally stay, but I have to be going before others come." I said, walking to door, out of the white walls inside this hell- stepping into the color.
All right, short chapter. But it was a good beginning showing BB's escape. Making B kill the one person that treated him kindly was mean, but it will have to do. It was a bit boring, but oh well.
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