(S)AINT
Disclaimer: Don't own Death Note or Marilyn Manson
AN: Second and final chapter.
I don't care if your world is ending today
Because I wasn't invited to it anyway
You said I tasted famous so I drew you a heart
But now I'm not an artist, I'm a fucking work of art
Only a goodbye letter. All he left me with was a fucking goodbye letter. Our friendship started with a letter and ended with a letter.
Fucking Valentine's Day started our friendship. I was doing the mandatory Valentine's, but I made them look like shit and wrote what I really thought about the receiver on them. Mello liked that, so we stuck together and through our dry humor we became best friends.
And then he left. Just like that. He would be so pissed if he saw me now – a drugee barely getting by.
I got an F and a C
And I got a K, too
And the only thing that's missin'
Is a bitch like U
Mello is a bitch for contacting me after all these years. He has no clue of the Hell that he put me and all of Wammy's house through. I got a new roommate, but he got kicked out for almost molesting me. The next roommate killed himself. Fuck, I was close to killing myself, too. Because the truth is I miss Mello.
And then he calls after years of silence.
You wanted perfect
You've got your perfect now
I'm too perfect for someone like you
"Hello?" I answered my phone, if only to stop the ringing interrupting my high.
"Matt?" Fucking Mello-bitch.
"Mells, man! Wazzup?" Stupid mouth, going off on your own again.
"Matt, are you okay?" Bitch sounds worried.
"Chillax, man. I'm fine." I don't sound fine.
"Matt? Are you HIGH?" Ah, loud! Loud!
"Sure, whatev! So watcha want?" He has to have a reason for calling.
"Matt," he said and I heard some rustling or something in the background, "I'm going to take you home now."
And where the hell would that be, bitch?
I was a dandy in your ghetto
With the snow white smile
But you'll never be as perfect whatever you do
Mello saved me, but he's still a fucking mafia boss. I don't even know why he keeps me around, I'm fucking terrified of the mafia.
But at least Mello's hot.
And he wears tight pants.
That are leather.
And his shirt doesn't cover his stomach.
Yeah, I've eye-raped him a few times, but he hasn't noticed. I think.
But compared to the mafia men, I must be the Virgin Mary.
And I'm probably more attractive than them.
So does Mello want me?
What's my name? What's my name?
Ah ah ah ah ah
Hold the S because I am an AINT
"Mello," I said one day, my voice probably sounding like a whine.
"Yeah?" He didn't look up, probably doing something Kira related. He's so obsessed with solving the Kira case.
"I want to talk to you." He looked at me then.
"About what?" SHIT! DIDN'T THINK ABOUT THAT!
"Uh…Well, you sort of saved my life."
"I never thought of it that way," Liar, "But you sort of saved mine, too."
"How?"
"If you weren't such an idiot, then you would have a different cell phone number, which means I wouldn't have found you. And I really missed you. I was almost to the pint of finding the closest bridge. So you, with your idiocy, saved me from myself."
"Well, it's pretty obvious how you saved my life. But you almost killed me, too."
"I know."
"I know you know."
"But you don't know that I was killing myself slowly when I left. Leaving you behind was hard."
"Why?"
"I'll tell you later. I'm going to bed, it's almost midnight."
Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
So Mello left me alone with a laptop.
No, I didn't look at porn. I hacked into Near's system.
And then I fell asleep.
Of course I had a dream about Mello.
And then I woke up with a "problem".
And then I got rid of the problem.
And then I told Mello that I hacked into Near's system.
And then we went through Near's system.
And then Mello came up with a plan and we danced.
And then I kissed him.
And then we went to his room.
I am a born type of death set on a mop-stick
You infected me, took diamonds, I took all your shit
Your 'sell by date' expired so you had to be sold
I'm a suffer genius and then a sex symbol
And then we had hot, passionate sex. In case you want to know: I was top. It was amazing and Mello is amazing. It was even better than I would have thought.
Pretty ironic how 2 of the smartest people in the world can be such nymphos.
You wanted perfect
You've got your perfect now
I'm too perfect for someone like you
It's when Mello wraps his arms around me and falls asleep afterwards that I don't just feel lust towards him.
I love Mello.
But do I deserve him?
I don't know.
But for the time being, I'm going to let myself have him.
Yeah, I love him enough to spoil myself.
But he's the first person I've ever loved.
I was a dandy in your ghetto
With the snow white smile
But you'll never be as perfect whatever you do
3 more times that week did we commit the sin of lust. And each time, I would lie awake afterwards, thinking of my love.
He's too perfect for me, but I don't really care.
What's my name? What's my name?
Ah ah ah ah ah
Hold the S because I am an AINT
January 12, 2010
Mello was on the phone with that Halle chick that he got Near's information from. When he hung up, though, he looked extremely depressed.
"Matt," he said, "You know I love you more than anything, right?"
"Mello, what's the matter?" I jumped away from my computer and walked up to him. I placed my hand underneath his chin and brought his beautiful face up to look at me.
"In order to beat Kira, I need your help. You're going to survive, but I – I don't know whether I will."
NO! MELLO!
"Mello, you are not going to die. And if you do, I'll follow you."
I love you that much.
"I'm sorry, Matt, but I can't ask you to do that."
"I will anyways."
"I love you, Matt."
I love you Mello.
What's my name? What's my name?
Ah ah ah ah ah
Hold the S because I am an AINT
Mello's plan is set. On January 26, we will kidnap Kiyomi Takada. I will most likely survive, but Mello is probably –
Fuck, MELLO IS GOING TO DIE!
Although we've been trying to spend the days like a normal couple, I've been crying myself to sleep.
Today we were going out, which involves Mello dressing up as a girl.
Let's just say he was hot.
Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
And so we spent another night in his room. But there was something different, probably that it had more love than lust.
I got an F and a C
And I got a K, too
And the only thing that's missin'
Is a bitch like U
Another couple days past and then I started complaining about Mello's plan and the fact that he was going to die.
"Don't go through with it," I begged.
"I have to!" he practically yelled, "It will result in Kira's defeat!"
"But it risks your life! If you die, then I don't know what to do…"
Fuck. Lack of cigarettes = Me being emotional.
"Matt, I don't want to die and leave you, but this is something I have to do."
"No, Mello!"
And then I started crying. Mello ran out of the room sounding upset and I was alone again.
He's all that I've got.
I got an F and a C
And I got a K, too
And the only thing that's missin'
Is a bitch like U
I don't see him at all the next day. He disappeared into the room we sometimes use as an office and didn't come out all day. Which left me enough time to buy cigarettes. I also bought some chocolate.
And, on a whim, a sketch pad and a pencil.
I had been interested in art when I was at Wammy's and I had felt like picking it up again for the last few days.
When I got home, I went into my room and started drawing. My picture came out looking like Mello. I should clean it up and give it to him.
I get up to go to the bathroom and hear muffled sobs coming from the office. I open the door and what I see just about breaks my heart.
I got an F and a C
And I got a K, too
And the only thing that's missin'
Is a bitch like U
Mello, against a wall crying and slashing at his wrist with a blade from a razor.
"Mello!" I yelled, "What the fuck are you doing?!"
"I'm sorry, Matt," he said weekly before passing out. I picked him up and carried him to his room. I carefully laid him on his bed and then I ran to the bathroom to wet a washcloth. I placed said washcloth on his head.
"Mello," I whispered, "Don't do this, I love you."
It was another 5 minutes before he woke up. I was overjoyed, but for some reason I yelled.
I was a dandy in your ghetto
With the snow white smile
Super ego bitch I've been evil a while
"I'm sorry…" he started to cry. He looked so scared. Did I hurt him? Oh fuck.
"Mello…" I hugged him, choking back tears myself.
"Matt," he choked out, "I don't wanna die, I don't wanna leave you."
"Mello, you don't have to do this, you don't –"
"Yes, I do have to do this. It's going to get rid of Kira. The world will no longer be this insane Hell!"
What about my world?
"Mello, my world is going to be an insane Hell without you."
What about my world?
I was a dandy in your ghetto
With the snow white smile
Super ego bitch I've been evil a while
"Mello," I said, "You are all the world to me, you are everything to me. Without you I can't go on. If you die, I'm going to follow you. Don't protest because if we're both dead, then we can be together."
What's my name? What's my name?
Ah ah ah ah ah
Hold the S because I am an AINT
"Because the truth is that I love you, Mello."
What's my name? What's my name?
Ah ah ah ah ah
Hold the S because I am an AINT
It's the first time he's heard me say that.
What's my name? What's my name?
Ah ah ah ah ah
Hold the S because I am an AINT
And I know he knows I mean it.
What's my name? What's my name?
Ah ah ah ah ah
Hold the S because I am an AINT