December 6, 2007
The very next day Sun found the note left by Mello before he had taken off, wedged outside in her door. (She had been inside her room studying for an upcoming exam, until she fell asleep.
She gripped the paper in her hand, and stared at the words for a long, long time, shocked out of her mind. Along with the note, he'd left behind a necklace, his crimson rosary, hanging on the door handle.
The first question that had come to her mind was: Where had he gone? She stood there gaping at the note in disbelief. She couldn't bring hereself to believe he'd just leave like this, so suddenly...How could he? This couldn't be real...There had to be some explanation.
Sun bounded down the hall, towards Mello's bedroom. She turned the handle abruptly, swinging the door open hard, slamming it against the wall. She stood there and looked, expecting everything to still be there. But as the door flew open, her eyes were met with the sight of an utterly empty room. Not a trace of Mello's existance, nothing.
She saw nothing inside, but bare furniture, the wooden floor swept clean. No leather clothes, or chocolate wrappers strewn about the floor...Nothing. And a pool of dread sunk inside of her. It was...true. Everything that defined Mello was just...gone. Sun breathed, utterly shocked, her thoughts spinning around inside of her head. She stood in the room in silence, still holding the note and the roasry that Mello had left behind in her hand. A deep ache rose up in her throat, she swallowed it. But it didn't go away.
Then, a familiar young male voice spoke behind her. "He's gone." He said. Sun turned and saw Matt standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame, looking at her. She dropped her head, and stared at the floor, as he explained, gazing off at the far wall, his eyes glazed. "He said he was gonna catch Kira on his own...and just left. Went off on his own and dissappeared...No one could stop him."
Sun soaked in the solemn fact, standing there motionless. She didn't understand why Mello would just vanish like this... not even caring enough to give an explanation, or say goodbye face to face. She felt betrayed, and angry. How could he do this? Why would he do this to her? Weren't they friends...? Didn't she have the right to know why he was leaving...where he was going? It was like Mello had just discarded her, like she meant nothing to him.
"Why?" She asked, aloud. To herself, she guessed that he just didn't care. That he hadn't thought it through...And he would pay for that. She didn't know anything, except that Mello was gone, and he wasn't returning.
"L died. He hadn't chose a successor yet, and Mello refused to work with Near, so he left." Matt said.
Sun chewed this over, head bowed. She soon crumpled the note in her hand, and then quickly went out of the room, accidentally brushing past Matt, but she didn't utter any word of apology, she just left without a word. She ran down the hall, angry tears streaming down her face, fist clenched, her heart hurting, and inside, broken to peices- but she would never admit that.
Matt watched Sun go, knowing that she would not want him to follow her. He stared at the empty hallway where she had left for a moment, then leaned back against the doorway, sighing and running a gloved hand through his brown hair. Then he went over and sat down on the empty bed, holding his head in his hands.
What was he supposed to do now? Mello had been his best friend, one of his only. Now that he was gone, all Matt had to care about was Sun, and maybe himself. He had to rethink his life.
Mello had left them both, and not really thought about what they would be like without him after he was gone. Matt didn't know if Mello had gone out of his life for good, but he did know one thing- he certainly wasn't coming back here. And Matt wouldn't be able to follow Mello's trail, because Mello wouldn't leave one for anyone to follow. And no matter how good of a computer hacker and amazing genius Matt was, he knew he wouldn't be able to track Mello down, the way he had left.
So now they were just going to deal with it.
For days after Mello had taken off, Sun sort of acted like a stranger at Wammy's House. She was inoordinately irritable and angry, and just couldn't be reached, by even Matt. She refused to even play video games with him, and barely spoke more than two words at a time when he was around.
She ignored everyone, and went off on her own increasingly often, to think, and be left alone...At those times, when no one else was there, she let her composure break, and the reality of Mello's dissappearance take over her. She pounded on the ground, the wall, tore out her hair, crying out, kicking whatever was nearest to her with all her might, and sobbing.
It just wasn't right that he would do this. That he would just abandon her and Matt, not even trusting them enough to give an explanation or to say anything to her at all. It was cold, and utterly selfish. She couldn't forgive him for abandoning her-the only thing she'd ever truly feared from him-Him leaving her.
She grew to hate him, unable to let go of the anger and bitter resentment towards him. Had Mello ever truly been her friend? She'd wondered. Well, if he had, he wasn't anymore. He was a traitor...one she might never see again.
Deep down, Sun hoped that Mello would suffer for his actions, for his ignorance and disgegard to her. She hoped that he would pay, one day.
What happened to the rosary and the notebook that he'd left behind: Sun burned the note that Mello had left with a match, setting it aflame, and watched the tiny shoots of fire lick at the corners of the paper, then roar to life, and slowly consume it, until it was merely a pile of ashes, that blew away in the wind.
The rosary she threw into the bottom drawer of her nightstand, and forgot about it for the rest of her days at the orphanage.
