Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note. P.S I am in the process of moving so yeah it might be a while before I update. Love ya. :)
"What? Mello, I don't need counseling." I said angrily.
"Yes, you do! Your cutting yourself and your throwing up everything you eat and I barely ever see you eat!" He yelled at me, he looked furious, I've never seen him so angry, except for the time I touched his chocolate. He walked out of the room and came back in and said my appointment with Darla was at 1. I can't believe this! I don't need counseling, I need a razor! Mello wouldn't let me out of his sight until the appointment, I wouldn't blame him.
He looked at the clock.
"It's time to go," He said. "Get in the car."
"K'"
We got to the bitch of a woman's place; Mello killed the ignition, and asked me a question.
"Why do you do it?" He said softly, "I'm here now."
I answered him honestly.
"Because, I like it, it comforts me, unlike you, nobody else cares about me!" I yelled.
"What? First of all, I care about you, Matt, second of all if you think a razor cares about you then you do need counseling!" He screamed.
Wait did he say he cares about me? Yeah he did.
"Mello… Do you love me?" I asked.
Ohhhhh cliffhanger!
