Ok so Ants64 had this idea ugh this is so annoying my iPhone only types in Spanish because there is something is wrong with it and it says like everything I type is wrong and keeps autocorrecting to Spanish words!
Well whatever this is a sequel to my oneshot "It's not like you'll miss me when you have Near." title is lame I know but I couldn't think of anything else. It's recommended you read the oneshot first. Also, I will not. And I mean NOT update unless I get REVIEWS! With that, I will now start the story.
I just lay there on my bed staring at the ceiling. Until now I never knew how much Mello meant to me. He has always been there. ALWAYS. Maybe sometimes he was having anger issues or studying until his brain was rotting…but still, there. Then he had gone and slashed his wrists. And I'd found him all bloody in our bathroom.
I didn't bother attending his funeral. I just had my own private one for him. I sat on his unmade bed and wrote a letter to him. There is no need for you to know whatever that setter said. I ate a bar of his chocolate. He would have yelled at me for that, had he still been alive. I wish he wad there to yell at me. I wish he was there to scream and curse and shout at me. I wish he was there to punch me and strike my cheek. It would be violent, but it would still be his touch.
And It's all Near's fault. If Near wasn't such a big headed twit then Mello would still be alive and The words I've always wanted to say to him wouldn't be strangled in my throat. I wouldn't be forced to choke on t like I was choking on my tears.
I'm starting to realize, I am the new number two. And it's now MY destiny to surpass number one. I know Mello would want me to defeat Near. I never cared to before, but now I feel how Mello felt the rage coursing through my blood, controlling me.
I am Mail Jeevas. And I will be the new number one.