I walked around my apartment trying to figure out my next move. How in the Hell was I going to catch Kira?
I sat down at the kitchen table and looked through all the intelligence that Matt had managed to scour up prior to his death.
"None of this adds up!" I banged my fist against the kitchen table angrily cursing under my breath as I did so.
"Maybe it's because you're reading it wrong Mels."
I jumped out of my chair alarmed with the statement. Turning my eyes scanned the surrounding area for the person who had just said that, but came up short. However, for some bizarre reason I was almost sure that it was Matt's voice that I had just heard. I shook my head confoundedly and decided to sit back down and forget about it with a sigh.
Perhaps I was just hearing things which in all honesty would not come to my surprise considering I'm not used to being alone, but what did it matter anymore…
"I don't understand it, Misa Amane was suspected as being the subsequent Kira and then abruptly all suspicions were immediately dropped. Prior to L's death Near had also informed me that it were possible that Kira was in the midst of the Japanese Task Force and after that it seemed as if Kira's power was transferred yet again." Picking up a composition notebook, I flipped slowly through the pages of notes that Matt had suitably taken in every meeting we had with the white haired albino, but even then, nothing really seemed to add up. It was of no importance now because I had never desired to have Near's assistance. I could contrive Kira's whereabouts by myself without the help of Matt or Near. I didn't need nor did I want their help it, was that simple.
"Damn it!" I threw the black checkered composition notebook across the room and closing my eyes I leaned back in my seat. This had turned out to be harder than I thought it would be. It just about forced the thought upon me that things would prove to be easier if I had only had Matt, but no way was I about to break a resolve as solid as mine over something so insignificant. I didn't need him or anyone else or at least that was what I had been telling myself this entire time. Still it wouldn't be all that-No I refuse to think such things! I. Do not. Need. Him.
"Calm down and think Mels."
There it was again! That awkwardly familiar voice. I shot my eyes open violently and looked around the small apartment room.
"Mels, think…"
It was as if he was standing in the room with me…he could've even been standing behind me, but fuck no one else was in here besides me.
"Matt? Tell me where you are!" I looked from my right then to my left, my eyes searching eagerly for the redhead.
"Mels…But you don't want me here…you hated me…"
So, maybe Matt may not have really been dead at least not in spirit, but where? Where was he?
Crash!
"Mels?"
"Matt…" I ran into our bedroom and quickly jumped back. I wasn't for sure if at the time I shuddered, but if I didn't I sure, as fuck should've. "MATT!"
Why'd he…