Okay, guys I'm back with chapter 4! I can't tell you how sorry I am it took me to get this up, and I apologize greatly! I'll be updating regulary from now on!
Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note...
The curtains blew gently in the wind from the open window. Matt had been searching, but he was sure now. He tied them back and placed an unsure foot on the window seal. His hands were outside of the building, searching for a hold. They came upon the steady side of the roof. Matt hesitantly drew up his other foot and slowly swiveled around. I swear, if hes not up here… He sighed and hoisted himself up onto the roof. Surely enough there was Mello.
Matt walked to him and sat down on his left side. "What's wrong, Mel?" The blonde shook his head and sighed.
"Its nothing, Matt."
"I know its something, or else you wouldn't be up here."
Mello hesitated, that was true. He only ventured onto the roof when he was extremely upset. He knew he should tell the redhead what had happened, but he couldn't bring himself to say it. My no means could he say those words, because that would make it true. Matt bit his lip apprehensively and took the blonde's hand.
"Its alright, you can tell me you're ready."
And so the two sat there in silence, counting the phone lines. Finally Mello spoke.
"Roger said if I don't show any more improvement, hes gonna kick me out." Matt went rigid, he couldn't loose Mello, he just couldn't.
"No! But- He can't! You're number one! You're first in line to become L's successor!"
Once again, he shook his head. "Not anymore. I'm number two now. That new kid, Near, has already beaten me out." His words were unable to form themselves into sentences in Matt's mind. Mello was smart. He was the smartest. There was no way that some new kid, who hadn't even been there for 6 months could have already ranked higher then him.
"That's ridiculous! There's no way!"
"It is ridiculous, but it's true. Go check the ranks. I'm down to second."
"Uh, okay." He stood up, and the other followed. Matt's head began to swim, and he felt unusually dizzy. The scene around him didn't make any sense. For a moment he doubted his existence, but was quickly brought back when the older boy squeezed his hand.
"I need you here, with me Matt. Not up in the clouds, okay?" The gamer was slightly offended by the comment, the reason Wammy's had been interested in him was because oh his unique style of thinking. But he decided to cast aside his feelings for the time being. Mello was right, he needed him here.
"They were gits. Downright foul gits." Mello spoke suddenly.
"Hmm?"
"My parents."
Matt froze, Mello never talked about his parents, the only time he did was when he was sleeping. Yelling phrases in Russian that the gamer vaguely recognized as 'Mum make him stop!' and 'Get away!'
"Mello, yo-"
"My dad, every night he would walk down the hallway to my room. He would come into my room, I pretended to be asleep, but that didn't stop him, he would just sit on the foot of my bed. I could smell the alcohol on his breath most nights. But some nights, I couldn't he'd be completely sober..."
Matt understood what Mello was trying to say. He had never been good at showing emotions other then anger, this must have been his way of telling Matt that he needed him to stay, he needed him with him. The older boy embraced him, and he rested his head on his shoulder.
"Don't worry Mel, I'm not going anywhere."
Okay, there you go, chapter 4, please review!
