Death Note: The Next Kira (Part One)

Chapter 81 (PART THREE): Ringo's

FEBRUARY 28, 2006

TOKYO, JAPAN

AROUND 11:50 PM

                                                                              MARIE

I drove straight back home after that. When I got there, I found Christy and Khloe standing on the front porch. Christy had a look on her face as if she was impatient and Khloe barked. I parked my car outside the garage before I got the key out and stepped out of the car. I walked to the front porch and Christy continued to keep the same look on her face. She kept her arms crossed as well. "Hey," I greeted her. To my surprise, Christy did not greet me back. "I'm sorry that I ran off like that in the hotel," I continued. "It's just that..." "I would like to know what's going on," Christy interrupted me. "Why are you like this? I thought you'd be happy because today was your birthday." "I am," I replied. "I'm just..." I tried to think of a good lie, but I knew Christy wouldn't fall for it. "Steve and I wanted to take you to a restaurant for your birthday," Christy interrupted me. I made a puzzled look on my face. "You did?" I asked. "We still do," Christy answered. "But first I'd like to know what's going on."

I scratched my head since I didn't know where to begin. There were a lot of things I hadn't told Christy. I couldn't tell her that I was Kira or that I was a witch, but I could tell her about the two criminals who could have raped me. Then again, she would be freaking out if I asked her that. I sighed since I wasn't ready to tell Christy the truth. "I don't think I'm ready to tell you," I told her. "If not now, when?" Christy asked. I shrugged. "I don't know," I answered. "I'm just not ready to tell you now." "Why not?" Christy asked. I scratched my head and thought of another excuse so I wouldn't have to tell Christy. "Please don't lie to me," she told me. "I want to know the truth. What is going on?" I didn't want to tell her the truth, but when Steve walked out of the house, something inside me made me spit it out. "Hey, girls," Steve greeted us. "What's cracking?" "I know who the current Kira is!" I exclaimed. "What?!" Steve and Christy asked. "Are you serious?" Christy asked. "You mean to tell us you know who the current Kira is?" Steve asked.

"Yes," I answered. "I was out getting dinner last Tuesday and saw this girl walking down the streets from my car in the parking lot at KFC. I saw her write a lot of things in a notebook and soon after that, a lot of innocent people died of heart attacks." "What?" Christy asked in disbelief. "How did you find out her name?" Steve asked. "Did you know her? Was she one of your friends at your school?" I shook my head. "No," I answered. "I didn't know her at all. The very first time I saw her, she tried to kill me. She said that she wanted to give me a death similar to the deaths in Final Destination, but that's when this guy saved me." "What did he look like?" Christy asked. "I don't know," I lied. "He was wearing a Ghostface costume just like the one from Scream." Christy and Steve looked at me with intense looks on their faces. "What is her name and what does she look like?" Christy asked. "Rina," I answered. "Rina Kanatomo. She's Japanese, has blonde highlights in her black hair, and is Japanese. Chief Matsuda called me yesterday saying that he had been kidnapped and the girl who did all of this is Kira."

Steve and Christy looked at me with their eyes wide open. They both dropped their jaws out of shock and fear. I pulled out my phone, flipped it open, and went into my messages. "She told me she was going to see me tonight," I continued. I handed my phone to Christy who acted like she couldn't believe what she saw. Christy gasped and slowly covered her mouth; disturbed by the messages. "What?" Steve asked. "How bad is it?" Steve took my phone out of Christy's hands and looked at them. "Oh my God," I heard him mutter. Steve looked at me with fear in his eyes. "You poor thing," he continued.

AT 12:00 PM

                                                                                          MARIE