I slowly allow my eyes to flicker open, but the bright light coming in through a large window triggers a blinding headache. I groan in irritation, but I sit up and rub my eyes. I become aware that my hands are no longer smeared in blood, and the clothes im wearing are also clean. When I open my eyes again, a thought crosses my mind.
"Wait? A window?" so im not in the woods anymore? Where am i? I scan the room with hazy vision.
To my right is a simplistic bedside table with a photo frame on it. To my left is a window looking out on the woods. The walls of the room are painted pale blue. One of the most noticeable features is the chair beside the bed which I see someone is sitting in. As my sight becomes less blurry, I see a grinning face.
"A?" I mumble. Without warning, arms are around me tightly, almost suffocating.
"You're okay! I was worried you wouldn't wake up!" A squeals excitedly. It manages to bring a smile to my face. I also notice Kara standing behind A with a ghost of a smile too.
"Wait, why wouldn't I wake up?" I ask. A moves away and laughs nervously.
"Roger put the wrong dosage of sedative in the needle. Not too much more, but still."
"Hmm. That would explain the headache." I mutter. More important questions cross my mind.
"Where are we? What's going to happen now? I killed all those people…" I ask in a sudden panic.
"Shh calm down mate," A soothes, "Watari pulled strings with the police. He told them you're insane and he's well qualified to deal with that. And the public have been told that the security footage was faked. The official story is that your father broke out of his cell with help from a friend and killed the police then himself. Only Watari, Roger and I know the truth." A sighs. Relief and remorse washes over me.
"Did you tell them about Alodia?" I murmur quietly. A nods his head.
"The police know about that too. But like I said, they were told you're insane and it wasn't your fault. Also the doctors confirmed that she was going to die anyway so that helped you."
The feeling of self-hatred floods me. I killed those innocent people… And I have no family left. Except A.
"Im so sorry A… I don't know why I did it…I couldn't stop myself and..." A cuts off my speech with a sad smile.
"Im just glad you're okay mate." He pulls me into a strong hug again. I look at the photo frame on the side. The photo is the one photo ever taken of my sister and me. I sit in front of a white background holding her. She was only a couple of days old here. Im looking at her with a happy smile, and she's returning it. How will I function without her?
2 years later
"Mr and Mrs Lawliet were found dead in their home early this morning…" The news comes on, and I roll my eyes.
"Another murder? It's the same thing all the time." I groan, flipping over the channel. I catch A raising an eyebrow at me.
"Yes, I know that's hypocritical. Shut up." A raises his hands defensively and goes back to watching his two year old brother. Only just two years. I smile a little, but I feel sadness descend shortly. I turn my head away to find Kara looking at me sympathetically.
"Im fine Kara. Stop staring." I snap a little too harshly. She doesn't seem to care though.
"Are you sure? I know it's the anniversary of her death today. I can see it in your eyes that it's bothering you." She shrugs and turns away to stare out the window. I sigh heavily and I see A look up at me again.
"She's right you know. It's ok to be sad about it. You lost your sister B. That's not something you can just get over." He says kindly. I don't know what I did to deserve a friend like A. I certainly know what I have done to not deserve him. I let my mind wonder because I know he won't mind. He'll only listen.
"She would be six this time next month. Probably in school, working out the world for herself. Smiling…eating all the jam." A chuckles and nods his head as I let my thoughts spiral off. Pretty soon Watari walks into the room to find his coat. He looks stressed.
"What's wrong Watari?" A asks. Watari smiles at him and shakes his head.
"Nothing. It's just a case involving a child that needs my attention. I'll be back soon. Make sure Matt isn't up too late." He turns on his heel and leaves. We hear the door close.
"There will probably be a new kid soon then. Could you be nice to this one possibly B?" A asks jokingly. I never get along with new people, they put me on edge. But right now, I get a strange feeling.
"It depends…" I trail off, thinking back over the many dreams I've had over the past two years. If the new kid is who is who I think he is, this won't end well…
Another dream. As I open my eyes, I realise I am sitting against a wall with my feet chained to the floor. A strait jacket restricts my movement, but a blind fold covers my eyes. I hear a door open and someone walks in. Someone with onyx hair and dark eyes, underlined with what appears to be eyeliner, but is in fact natural under eye circles. He wears very casual clothing for the situation; a white, long sleeved shirt and baggy blue jeans. He removes my blindfold. A name comes to mind, but I know I only know that from previous dreams.
"L?" I hear the name escape my lips when I don't recall choosing to say anything. After a brief silence, l looks at my chained ankles, which for some reason are badly burnt.
"Does it hurt?" he asks.
"You could say that." I reply.
I wake up abruptly and look around me. I take deep breathes and talk to myself.
"It's ok…you're in your room. You're still at Wammys. And L probably isn't even real." BB appears on the other side of the room, making me jump. I know by now he isn't real, but still.
But if he is real B, he is the one who will get you arrested and killed one day.
No, they were just dreams.
Are you sure B?
I think before replying. I hang my head tiredly.
No. Im not sure.
Watari is gone for two days. In that time, life goes on s normal for the other kids at Wammys. But for me, the time goes by painfully slowly. I feel like an inmate on death row. If the new kid is the person I think he is, my dreams may come true, and not in the positive, traditional sense. A tries to reassure me that the dreams are just dreams doesn't exist. He can't possibly be responsible for my future imprisonment and death because he is a figment of my imagination.
Except he isn't.
Time freezes momentarily when I see him trailing in behind Watari. The boy from my nightmares is real. He makes eye contact with me accidently and flinches under my glare, but he doesn't look away. It must be the red eyes. I check his name and lifespan. L Lawliet about 12 years left. Watari nudges him gently and he snaps out of his trance.
"Come on L." Watari smiles gently. When they are out of sight I can hear my heart beat in my ears. A appears behind me, making me jump.
"Woah, calm down mate, it's just me."
I whack him with the back of my hand.
"A. Did you see him?" I ask quickly, heart still going so fast that it could fail me at any moment. A looks worried.
"Yeah, I saw him. But B, it's just a coincidence." I cut him off abruptly in a loud whisper.
"No. It isn't a coincidence, this is just how it happened in my dreams." Alejandro crosses his arms sceptically, forgetting about the state of his arms and grimacing at the sudden pain. I sigh.
"First of all, stop it, or I'll kill you myself. And secondly, everything I have dreamt about up to this point has come true. If you don't believe me, in 2 months, Watari will ask me if I've seen L, he will run into the woods and find him there with a bleeding arm." A shrugs.
"Ok. We'll see then." He smirks, rolling his eyes and starting to walk away.
"Yeah. We will." I reply harshly under my breath, walking quickly back to my room and slamming the door behind me.
Two months later
A
"B? Have you seen L?" I hear watari ask. Moments later he passes me in the hallway quickly and goes downstairs.
When I walk into the hallway he'd just left, I find B standing by the window, leaning against the window with his arms over his chest. A smirk is on his face along with a glint of something in his eyes that I can't quite place, but I don't like it.
"What was that about?" I ask casually. B's smirk becomes clearer as he replies in a low growl.
"That was Watari looking for L who is outside, in the woods, bleeding from the arm because he's had a mental breakdown." He sneers. I look at him in confusion, waiting for him to move, but he doesn't. After 10 minutes, he turns his head away from the window.
"Oh look A! Who's that Watari is carrying?" He laughs. I move to the window casually and see that B was right. The events had played out exactly how he'd dreamed them. L is unconscious in Watari's arms and blood is seeping through his shirt. I turn to B and glare a little.
"How can I know that it wasn't you who did that to him to prove a point?" I move away from him slightly.
"A. If I had hurt him, I would have made sure he was dead. It wasn't me." He smiles, starting to walk away from the window. His eyes fix onto something in front of him that I can't see, but it almost stops him in his tracks. He chooses to ignore it and walks on. I sigh. I know it was a hallucination, but that isn't his biggest problem at the moment.
"B, I think you're losing your mind." He looks at me confused, and tilts his head to the side slightly like a puppy.
"Why would you think that?" he replies calmly, but I see his eye twitch slightly.
"You seem to enjoy other people's pain and you just said that you would have killed L. And you've been kind of distant from everyone recently…" B opens his bedroom door and holds it open for me, then moving to the window seat and laughing nervously.
"A, im not 'losing my mind'. I've been this way for years, you just hadn't noticed it yet." He smiles sinisterly. I just focus my eyes on the woods out of the window instead.
"I can't deal with this B, if you don't get a grip soon and go back to being mildly friendly, you'll be the death of me." I say in a light-hearted manner. I see B's smile fade a little. He stares out the window again.
"Yeah. Im sorry im not a great friend, thanks for sticking around for so long…just don't die on me now."
Sadness crosses his expression, and my brotherly instincts take over. I put my arms around his neck and feel him return the gesture tightly.
"I don't know what's wrong with you mate, but I'll always be here for you. I promise." I say confidently. I hear B's quiet response.
"Thank you A…"
Authors note: if anyone is out there reading this, Pleeease leave a review. Im starting to feel lonely here :) thank you! If things in this story aren't making sense its because im referencing my other story years gone by so give that a read too. I hope you enjoy the rest of the story as the plot develops a bit :)