Our Chocolate Romance - Mello x Reader (Death Note Fanfiction)

Happiness

~{Y/N}'s POV~

It's been a week and a half since Matt and I set out to find Mello. We've already have to change hotels, and I'm starting to lose hope in finding him. I've barely eaten, and barely slept. What am I supposed to do? I'm so useless...

Matt has been trying all kinds of things to cheer me up, and I appreciate it, but I can't think of anything but Mello. "Tomorrow," he said, "I'm going to leave at 9:30 in the morning to go shopping for more clothes, alright? I won't be back until about 4:30. I'll get room service for us. Is that okay with you?"

"Yeah, I don't care." I said, pulling out my headphones. I plugged them into my phone and played "Mirrors" by Justin Timberlake, my favourite song. "You're going to bed?"

"Yeah," Matt said, coming up to me and ruffling my hair. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight"

I pulled on my headphones and listened to JT's serene voice. Mello...

I shut my eyes and tried to sleep, but I couldn't. That's it. I'm just gonna watch anime until I fall asleep.

Eventually, I managed to fall asleep. I dreamt of Mello. His piercing gaze, his harsh words, his short blonde hair... All of him. Mello... My Mello...

"OI, {Y/N}, WAKE UP!!" Matt yelled, shaking me. My head was covered in sweat and I was crying. "Sorry, but you were having a nightmare. I'm leaving now, okay? Call me if its anything. I have my cellphone on me."

I nodded and dried my eyes. Oh, man. I need to get some serious help.

~Three Hours Later~

"Ugh, this is so boring!!" I complained. I was all alone in the hotel room, but it was too quiet for me. It made me feel anxious.

How about I go for a walk? Yeah, just let me text Matt and let him know I'm heading out.

I sent Matt a message and left. I walked around aimlessly for a while, until I found a small port with a bunch of shipment containers. Being around the water calmed me down, and it was eerily quiet. Until I heard some shouting from the other side of the shipping container beside me. Huh. It was so quiet... Freaking people interrupting my serenity.

I cautiously walked to the corner of the container, where I saw two men arguing with a pack of white powder in between them. A drug dealer and a buyer. Of course.

I turned to walk away, but then I bumped into someone behind me. I looked up and saw a tall, charming man in front of me. "A spy, huh?" He muttered, and my eyes widened.

"N-no, I was just walking around here... I didn't mean to..." I began explaining. But it was to no avail. More men began gathering in front of me, and I kept getting more and more scared. Oh, no. Mello, Matt, anyone, please save me.

And with that thought, I felt a sharp pain in my head and then I didn't see anything else. I was knocked out with one, single blow. When I finally came to, I was blindfolded, there was tape over my mouth, and I was bound somewhere warm and big. Am I dead?

"Look, she's awake..." Someone said.

"Should we have some fun before the beat gets here?" Another contemplated.

"Yeah, she's real pretty. Why not fuck her and then sell her to someone? She'd make us at least $5,000. If not then more."

I felt something press into my shirt and tear it. Most likely a knife or something. They're gonna rape me. Oh, God.