The small raven haired boy crawled out of the apartment, and took off running into the night. Sweat trickled down his back, mixing with the never ending showers of rain. Sharply, he turned a corner into a nearby alley and crouched on the ground. His chest was heaving; muffled whimpers escaped his throat as he squeezed his eyelids shut.

He slowly lifted his heavy lids, exposing his crimson eyes. His left hand carefully let go of its tight grasp, revealing the blood stained cutting knife. The corners of his mouth twitched up into a smile as his tears disappeared. Soft chuckles came out of his mouth, gradually crescendo into hysterical laughter. He dropped the knife and yanked at his hair.

I did it…I am free…

"B! B? Where the hell did you go! I'm not done with you!"

The teenage boy only threw his head back in further laughter, as an almost identical copy ran towards him. The approaching boy looked like a clone of the hysterical teenager. The same ruffled black hair, white skin, thin frame, and bad posture. Except for one thing; this one had large onyx eyes.

"What the FUCK DID YOU DO!?" he ran up to the overjoyed teen, grabbing his shoulders, shaking his body.

The red-eyed boy shut his mouth and pulled his head back up to face his twin, his face now serious and guarded.

"B! Tell me…now."

The teenager again, broke into fits of laughter, aggravating the other.

"You incorrigible fuck…" he wound his left fist back and hit the other in the jaw.

"Heh-heh. I'll…I'll tell you okay…" he slurped up the blood dripping down his chin. "We're free now Lawliet. No more mommy or daddy—"

"…what? You…killed them?" The onyx-eyed boy loosened his grip on his twin's shoulders, and instead pulled him into his chest, as he laid his head on his brother's shoulder, wide-eyed.

"Lawliet…I did it for us, to protect us…" The red-eyed boy smiled and he hugged his brother two minutes his younger.

"No, no, NO! Why did you do that?! This is not the way to do things! We were almost eighteen anyways, we could have left!" The younger twin continued yelling and screaming, beating his brother's back with his fists.

"Don't worry Lawli-pop…they didn't scream too much."

Smack!

"You sick fuck—" The younger began, onyx eyes glaring.

"I'm the sick fuck? They didn't scream nearly as much as we did all those years, so tell me the justice in that! I should have killed them slowly like I wanted to but I didn't want to upset you, don't you dare try and tell me that what I did was wrong." He pushed his brother off of him, the onyx-eyed boy falling to the ground.

The rain filled the silence in the alley as the boys continued to stare at each other.

The older boy broke the hiatus in conversation, "What are we going to do Lawliet?"

The younger slowly picked him-self off the ground, clothes completely saturated with rain, his head the last thing that rose. "Not this time Beyond…"

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm not coming with you…this is good bye."

The older brother almost gasped when unexpected tears stung the corners of his eyes, he was thankful the rain blended with them. "You can't leave me…you don't have anywhere to go, you need me! We need each other!"

"Good-bye, B."

I jumped up in my bed, my hair and clothes drenched with sweat, my lights still on.

Shit, I must have passed out…

I glanced over at my box and got up to stash it back into my closet. Damn, my leg was numb. I removed the rest of my sweat soaked clothes and threw them into the laundry basket, then continued into the kitchen to get a wash cloth. I heated the water in the faucet to a scolding temperature and let the rag absorb the liquid. I rung it out then pressed it to my thigh.

Damn how it burns, no this is good, I have to clean it. I continued scrubbing the blood that had crusted down the length of my leg until it only left a strawberry-colored stain.

I went around the apartment, shutting off each light before going back into my bedroom. I pulled on a clean pair off boxers and slipped into the bed, unconcerned with the ever growing stain on the linens.

I'll have to buy more tomorrow…

I hugged my legs to my chest and rocked back and forth.

You little shit L, you left me. You…No, this needs to stop.

I felt the tickles in the back of my throat as I chuckled into my knees, L would be in my life again one day. Just like…Asher. I was still confused as to why L despised, no loathed Asher. Did Lawliet not understand our love? I always recalled trying my best to save my clone from the endless hours of torture when I escaped with Asher. But he always refused…no matter.

I clicked the lamp light off and drifted into a deep, dream-free sleep.