DEAR, DARK

A Red Wedding [Epilogue - 1]

"The only thing I loath today is the uninvited company of Leonor Diaz." Light swirled the elegant wine glass, gawking at Leonor who showed up at our house uninvited, at two in the morning.

"What about the time you saw yourself in the mirror?" Leonor talked back to Light and stretched out on the living room couch.

"If I knew you were coming over, I'd have slept earlier." Light said. "

"Unfortunately, I had to show up, since Lili was quite bored of your company." Leonor affirmed. "You should learn to talk to women other than Russian, French and German literature. Dostoevsky, Camus and Kafka isn't going to help you with your love life."

"Thank you for your suggestion, Leonor." Light pressed his word, sliding his glasses down on his nose. "I'd appreciate it if you mind your own business, drink and find your way out of my house as soon as possible."

"Look at that offense, nerd." Leonor scoffed. "Are you that bothered by spoken facts?"

"Offense? Ignorance." Light sighed, looking bothered by the fact that Leo showed up at our house uninvited.

"Listening to Lilith's murder stories was better than your childish argument." I slammed my whisky glass on the table and cut their intense gaze on one another. Even a monkey can tell how much they hate each other. "Stop it before I leave my own bachelor party."

"You call this a party?" Leo scoffed, scrunching his brow in most disgusting way that all I wanted to do is throw my glass on his face but again, Moon wouldn't like it if I create a scene a night before our wedding, that too with her brother. "It's worse than the opera at London houses."

Leo looked at Grey who was minding his own business by sitting on the couch. No alcohol. No expressions. No interest. He is here only because he's big brother is getting married.

"Monkey holding a diamond." Light taunted Leo. "You don't have a taste, Leonor."

"My taste is quite simple, Light, I prefer it normal. I can't fly all the way to Japan for one specific book, that too is a porn." Leonor claimed and Light clenched his jaw. Even I didn't know that-

"Erotic literature is an art." Light's elegant posture relax when he leaned back on the couch. "You wouldn't understand the essential beauty of the intimacy humans hold."

"The only essential beauty I know is my wife." Leonor affirmed, "And for the rest of the humans, they can simply die."

"It's hard to believe you're married, Leonor, it's unlike you." Light stated and Leo's eyes darken with a hint of offensive smirk. "As much as I knew you, you were allergic to commitments."

"Stop describing yourself by using my name, Light, you and I both know who really is allergic to commitments." Leonor gave an opposing statement. "The last girl you dated was when you were seventeen. That too for six months."