Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note or music from Hoobastank
AN: LISTEN TO (The Letter by Hoobatank) FOR THIS PLEASE! I wrote this short two shot based on the song, and if you listen to the song you will easily see that. And its a great song. :)
And don't yell at me, I did tell you this would be short.
Suggested Listening: The Letter by Hoobastank
The Letter
~Part Two~
He turned the ignition off and pulled the helmet from his head, shaggy hair falling back into place as he shook it. He felt much more relaxed now. And despite that he was glad to be home, he had missed his best friend.
He trudged up the steps and waited only a moment for the door to open as he turned the key and was only mildly surprised not to see Matt seated on the ratty couch with a game in hand. But he didn't think much on it as he moved into the kitchen to drop his jacket onto a chair and kick his boots off into a corner.
It was then that a piece of paper fell from the counter and fluttered to the floor. With a raised eyebrow he picked it up and noted Matt's key on the counter where the paper had been.
Had Matt gone out for something and forgotten his key, Mello thought.
"Fucking idiot." he muttered. Maybe he should keep the door locked and let Matt spend some time out there for forgetting his key again; it wasn't the first time that had happened. All thoughts scattered as he glanced at the paper.
'Dear Mello.
I hope you find this letter.
These will be the last words that I'll say.....'
He stared confusedly at the lines on the paper, smudged with water marks and cross outs. What the hell was going on? He took the letter with him into the bedroom to make sure Matt wasn't in there somewhere playing a joke on him, though he had thought those days were long over; he smiled fondly at the memory of a small redhead struggling to set up a bucket over Roger's door...
And then he saw the blue paper of that letter on their perfectly made bed. It sat stark against the black cover the bedspread. His heart thudded fast in his chest as his eyes returned to the paper.
'-so memorize it line for line....'
He looked up and noted how clean the bedroom was; nothing was out of place or on the floor. He moved into the bathroom which was the same and into the living room. The place was no longer cluttered with Matt's technical things. Or his games.
Or any of his things.
'-it's too late, to try to work it out. There's no way to turn this thing around-'
Matt was gone.
Mello took a deep breath and closed his eyes; he had never meant for Matt to find out. It had simply been someone he'd found to take his aggression out on, so that he didn't take it out on Matt. But the idiot thought there was something more between them and sent him things.
His fist crushed the letter in his hand and he forced himself to stay calm, a calm that he did not feel. He hoped that wherever the redhead was, he would be happier than with him. All he ever did was hurt him no matter how much love he felt for the younger boy.
He bowed his head and couldn't look at the empty apartment any more.
I hope you're happy, he thought; because he couldn't even hope to whisper something with the lump that sat in his throat. He never should have kept that stupid letter....
'-because I wont be there to say goodbye.'
-End Part Two-
~Finish~
AN: So this was all nice and emo right? Wow.... I cant seem to write something nice with them can I? But you all love it anyway, right?
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