Hello all!! Well I told you summer would be insane but I do have another update for you! Enjoy!
Violet's POV:
The next day at school I was twitchy and excited, yet at the same time nearly sick with nerves, it was an odd combination that had my hands shaking, my pulse racing, and my body breaking out into cold sweat. I felt like my confrontation with H was rushing towards me at the speed of light and yet how could he possibly find me? No clues, no evidence, nothing that pointed to me as Kira.
Sid gave up talking to me after first period because I was snappish and slightly hysterical to the point that not even Mary could console me. After we parted at my fourth period class I realized we really hadn't spoken all day. It made me feel guilty, being tweaked out over H was no reason to shut out my Mary. I vowed to make it up to her at lunch, maybe we could go shopping after school or something. Even though it was going to be torture, Mary enjoyed it.
I jumped when the bell rang for lunch, hardly even noticing how fast fourth period had flown by. "Uh, Violet…" Sid's hesitant voice added to my guilt, he didn't deserve my neglect or temper either. Turning towards the Shinigami I nodded slightly to show I was listening. "You haven't stopped touching the Death Note all day."
"What?" I said aloud, startled into speech. A couple people gave me nervous glances, like I was nuts…maybe I was. Looking down I realized that my hand was tucked into my shoulder bag, resting against the smooth paper cover of the note. It took more than a small effort of will to remove my hand from my bag…not good.
Several times on the way to the cafeteria I had to stop myself from touching the Death Note. It was weird, as if the small notebook had become my security blanket, touching it gave me a heady thrill and an addictive surge of power. When I touched it, I felt like I could easily bring H to his knees. Not even bothering to stop my hand I slid it into my book bag and lovingly stroked the key to my victory.
The cafeteria was loud and full of people; it smelled like old food, sour milk, and old gym socks. Ack. Shoving freshmen out of my way I navigated around groups of milling kids and security guards until I got to the table Mary and I sat at. She wasn't alone and for once it wasn't because she was surrounded by a crowd of jocks. A petite Goth chick I didn't know was sitting across from her rolling a lollipop around in her mouth…and making Mary laugh. Jealousy so strong I must have turned green coursed through my veins. The underclassmen between me and the table practically pissed themselves as they scrambled out of my way.
"Vi!" Mary called, waving me over like nothing was wrong even though all I wanted to do was pull out my Death Note and put it to good use. "Come meet the new girl."
The new kid turned and watched me as I walked up to the table and sat by Mary, I didn't like her flat black eyes. They seemed to see too much of me, way more than I wanted her to see, but then she smiled and it was almost as if I had imagined the piercing quality of her gaze. Her hair was plain brown and cut to her shoulders, some was gathered up into high twin pigtails on either side of her head. She extended a hand covered in a mesh, fingerless glove that revealed her black nail polish.
"Hey," she said, rolling the lollipop around, it looked like it was grape flavored, "I'm Candace Lawliet but everyone just calls me Candy." Her voice was bright, upbeat, and annoyingly perky. I could feel my molars grinding together.
Taking her hand I tried not to crush the life out of it. "I'm Violet."
"Nice to meet you, Mary was just telling me about you."
"Candy, tell Vi where you're from! Oh my God Vi this is so exciting!" I looked at Mary who was positively beaming and felt another wave of jealousy over not being able to make her look like that anymore. As if I wasn't good enough.
"I'm from Brittan," Candy said but I only heard her dimly over the roaring in my ears.
"What are you doing here then?"
"Oh, well, I was private schooled and I wanted to come to America so I did." Casual shrug. Something was off about this Candy person, it made me push aside my rage and really focus on her.
"Where are your parents?"
"They died, left me lots of money." Another shrug.
"So you don't have a guardian then?" Candy went still, her shoulders tensing and that lollipop shattered as she bit down on it. There was a moment as we stared at each other, her eyes went flat again and my stomach did flips, I didn't know if it was because I was nervous or excited. Oh yeah, there was definitely more to this Candy person than I could see. The thought that she could be H flitted through my mind…
"He died too."
"Oh how awful!" Mary's voice shattered the tension between us and my world expanded around me once again to include Mary and the cafeteria. Candy carefully pulled the clean, white stick out of her mouth, wrapped it up in a purple wrapper and pulled another lollipop from her pocket. Cherry flavor.
"Yeah, it was a long time ago though; I don't really remember him at all." She meticulously unwrapped the candy, making sure not to tear the wrapper, and put it in her mouth.
"How did he die?" I asked, there was something about her name that I was missing…something about her that I was missing…
"Violet!" Mary yelped, shocked.
"No, it's cool. He was murdered."
I opened my mouth to ask another question when Mary piped up, "Violet's stepdad died a couple months ago."
"Mary!" I snapped at the same time I saw Candy's eyes narrow and she said, "Is that so?"
Mary ignored me, "Yeah, he had a heart attack," she said, nodding vigorously.
"Huh," was all Candy said as she rolled the lollipop around some more. The rest of lunch was spent with mindless, meaningless, blah blah chit chat that bored the crap out of me. I wanted to be home so I could talk to Sid about this strange new kid that gave me the itches.
For the first time since Jet died I didn't linger at Mary's after walking her home. Promising to call her later I watched as she unlocked her door and went inside before beating feet back to my house only to find that my mother had gotten off work early. Joy.
"Violet, honey." She called as soon as I walked in. I rolled my eyes at her tone, the reasonable one that said she was worried about me. Walking into the kitchen I watched as she messed around with something in a cabinet. Probably rearranging things for the umpteenth time.
"Yeah mom?" I didn't throw my book bag across the table like I usually did; I kept it firmly over my shoulder. It would be just peachy if she went snooping and found the Death Note. Oh yeah, I so didn't need her finding out that I was: a, murdering people and b, had a really freaky shadow more firmly attached to me than my own. With the whole H thing hanging over my head that would just be the cherry on top of the cake of fail that was my life.
"Mrs. Fitzwilliam was outside in the garden when I got home. She said she saw you jumping around and screaming yesterday. She's worried about you." My mom stood there looking like she was really worried about me too. Greeeeeeeeeeat. I so didn't need this right now!
"I tried to tell you to close the window," Sid said in my ear.
"Shut up," I hissed.
"What?"
"Uh, nothing mom, I was just…listening to music! Yesterday, I was dancing to music on the TV and singing along, you know Mrs. Fitzwilliam is nearly blind and can't hear."
"Oh," my mother's relief was tangible, "Well okay then, I just get so worried about all the stress you're under with school and everything. I love you." She gave me a tight smile and went back to rearranging glasses. The soft chink, chink of glass on glass filling the silence between us.
I breathed a sigh of relief, while I appreciated the irony of her worry, "I love you too mom. I'm gonna go do my homework now."
"Okay."
I really did try not to run to my room, but as soon as I was out of my mom's sight I couldn't help it. Locking the door behind me I turned to Sid, "What the hell was that!?"
"What?"
"Don't "what" me, that thing, with that girl, Candy! Do you think she's H?" I was on the verge of shouting at Sid, my voice high and hysterical but I didn't care. How could he not see what I had seen?
Sid shrugged, "I don't know and I couldn't tell you if I did."
I growled at him, "Damn it Sid! You are so not helpful!"
"I'm not supposed to help you. You know that."
"Ack!" I threw my hands up in frustration. "Fine, but I think she's H and I'm going to prove it," I pulled the Death Note out of my bag. I didn't know what another death would do to Mary but Candy had to go, for no other reason than she had done what I could not. I remembered the way Mary had laughed this afternoon and saw red.
Grabbing the pen from my desk I flipped open the Death Note and wrote Candace Lawliet in red. Sitting back I looked at Sid over my shoulder, "And now we wait."
Holly's POV:
I slammed my hand down on the desk and bit down on the lollipop in my mouth, the loud crunch echoed in my ears, "Damn it Near I know it's her!"
"Just because you believe it's her doesn't make it true. Mary James is still the prime suspect in this case, there is a ninety percent probability she committed the murders." Near's smug face stared out at me from one of the monitor screens, he twirled a piece of white hair around his finger. Smug bastard. How I hated him!
"You aren't listening to me! You didn't see the way Violet looked at me; you didn't see her eyes when she asked about L, and her stepfather had a mysterious heart attack! He was healthy; there was no reason for his death. All the pieces fit!"
Near shook his head and arranged some creepy little dolls in front of him. Really? I didn't think he used those on cases anymore. I shuddered when I noticed a little Goth Holly doll. I was going to have to steal and burn that when I got back. "I need more to go on than your suspicions. Investigate Mary." The video feed clicked off.
"Bastard!" I yelled, jumping to my feet. The chair I had been sitting in skidded back before falling over, I barely noticed it as I began pacing around the room. Just because the data was in favor of something didn't make it true. If L had been alive he would have listened to me, he would have at least given me that much. I snatched up another sucker. "Mark my words Violet, I am coming for you and once I bring you to justice…" I paused and smiled to myself, "Once I bring you to justice you're next Near, so help me God you are so next."
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