….In other news, L, the world renowned detective, is now in league with the FBI and CIA to find the notorious serial killer, who is plaguing the streets of Los Angeles…
I looked up from my cooking when L was mentioned. 'Hmm, L is here?' I turned back to the stove, 'Wonder what will happen.' I heard the front door open and close. I called out into the hallway.
"Dinners almost done!" My boyfriend walked into the kitchen, wrapped his arms around me from behind, and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
"Smells good," I smiled as I turned off the stove and served the food. Were eating dinner in peace, when I decided to mention what I heard on the news.
"I heard that L was coming to Los Angeles," I mumbled as I took a bite of spaghetti. He sighed and glared at me.
"You know I hate you talking about other men," I shrank back into my hair as he began to yell, "I don't care what the "amazing L" is doing or where he is! SO DROP IT! YOU ARE DATING ME, NOT HIM! Or did you forget?" He lifted me up by the front of my shirt, and my fear increased when he dropped his voice, "OR DID YOU FORGET!" I started to shake, "ANSWER ME!" His hand shot up and he began to hit me.
"OWW! STOP, PLEASE!" He dropped me to the floor and began to kick me. I heard a door open and close, but before I could say anything, he kicked me in the head. The last thing I saw before passing out, was someone wearing jeans and a black shirt. Before my vision went, I saw his eyes….they were red…..
Me: Sorry this chapter is so short! The rest will be longer! Please review and I will give you a cookie!
L: NOT MY COOKIES!
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