NoirFoxy: It's official! I'm addicted to writing sad stuff lol. ANYWAYS! I don't own Death Note, but I do own Amberjill.
Matt: Why is it that-
NoirFoxy: -covers Matt's mouth- Shut up!!! You'll spoil the story!! My readers are supposed to READ the story, not have you tell them what happens!
Not a single tear fell from her eyes as she cradled the dead body. Her eyes, once a bright blue, were stone cold, burning with hatred. She ran her hand through his bloody hair. Despite the fact that his hair is already red, she could see the drying blood clearly. There were six bullet wounds, from where he had been shot. His vest was covered in blood and he looked like he cried red tears. She nuzzled her head into the crook of his neck and breathed in.
"Do you remember?" she whispered. "All the days that we spent together? All the time that we spent preparing for this? I might have been prepared, but I'm not ready. Already I miss feeling of your arms wrapped around me when I was upset."
She clutched the body closer to her. Removing her head from his neck, she pressed his face closer to her. Never before has she felt such overwhelming emotions. Sorrow, pain, hatred and love. He was gone, and she was alone.
"Ma'am, what are you doing here?"
"I'm here, because you killed my brother." She hissed. "You and your pro-Kira group murdered my brother on cold blood."
Standing up, she smiled.
"Before I kill myself, I'm going to tell you my name. If you ever meet Kira, tell him, that Amberjill shot herself. She died beside her brother. He'll know who I am."
"Ma'am, please don't be unreasonable! I know you're upset, but that doesn't mean you should shoot yourself!" the guard said.
"I'm not done. Tell him that he also killed my idol and my best friend. Now if you'll kindly hand me your gun." Amberjill stretched her hand out. When the guard didn't move, she frowned. "I was hoping that you'd hand it over, but not everything works out the way I plan."
Amberjill bent down and stuck her hand into her dead brother's vest. She pulled out a gun that he kept hidden. She pressed the cold steel to the side of her head and smiled a broken smile. All her anger, pain, love and sorrow flooded into her smile. Everything seemed to slow as she pulled the trigger. The guard jumped at her, her body fell forward and her vision clouded.
The gun clattered to the floor, mere inches away from her hand. Her body twisted at an odd angle and her brown hair was dyed red as it soaked in her blood. Her once blue eyes lost all signs of life and as peered up at the ceiling. Amberjill got what she wanted. She always did.
Do you remember, all the days we spent together?
All the times that you held me when I cried?
When you cried?
Do you remember all the nights that we sat by the fire?
Talking about how life is and how it used to be?
Do you remember how we were born addicted to drugs?
How we cried and pleaded for them?
But we weren't allowed?
Do you remember the last time I said I loved you?
The last time you said you loved me?
I hope you remember that I love you,
Cause I'll remember that you love me.
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