MattxMello
I know, I'm a traitor.
"No...Matt." I looked at the screen, the gory images of his dead body permanently burned into my head. Sure, I acted like it didn't bug me, but behind the calm facade, the smirk that came so easily, was a small child, screaming and freaking out after losing his grasp on sanity.
I couldn't tear my eyes away, even when I tried. He was...broken, covered in blood, shot more than once, the small cigarette burning out on the screen even as they pronounced him dead. I closed my eyes, remembering the conversation we'd had this morning.
"Mello, we shouldn't do it, someone will die."
"Then let it be me!" Please don't let it be him...
"No, let me go, the world will be fine without me."
No...God, don't take him from me.
"I promised you won't ever be alone. If you die, I'm going with you."
I hadn't planned to kill myself. It wasn't the essential plan, but-metaphorically-as soon as his heart stopped beating, so had mine. I'd lost my will to live, like a dog who no longer had his family.
As I pulled into the church, I knew it was the end. I couldn't go on without him.
So, essentially, I'd lived and died all for him.
The boy who said that everything could go on without him.
The one who said he'd never made a difference.
The one who thought he meant nothing...
If only he'd known...
A/N: I like this whole drabble thing, sorry, they can't all be good. XD This idea had been floating around in my head for about five minutes and I was like, "OOH STORY!" And here we are, it's awesomeish.