Your POV
"(F/N) may I come in?" A familiar, deep voices knock on our bedroom door.
"Yeah" I mumbled.
L came through the door and shut it behind him, only to sit beside me on my bed.
"What happened?" He sighed.
I sighed also before explaining "someone who I presumed escaped from an asylum came in the cafe we were in and threatened to kill anyone who came near him. So of course I-"
"Did you kill him?"
"No! I know better than to loose it I'm front of a bunch of people! I just threw a knife at his eye and pinned him to the floor! That's it! I promise" you exclaimed.
"You do realise the consequences that could've occurred if you did kill him? It's a very dangerous thing that you did and I want you to promise not to do it again" the detective stared at me.
I nodded and sighed. "I wouldn't kill him anyway, I only would if needed..." I trailed off.
"Good. Also, next time inform me when you are leaving Wammie's with three other people. I didn't known where you were for a while. And I hate not knowing." L stood up and left the room, once again, closing the door behind him.
I rolled my eyes and carried on staring at the ceiling. I'm super bored...
"Heh...I have an idea" I muttered as I took out my laptop.
I logged in on Skype and decided to call the one and only light Yagami...
Call: light Yagami
It was soon answered and I was greeted by the smiling face if Light.
"Hey Konami, how's it going?" He smiled.
"I'm bored. Like really bored" I groaned.
"When will you be back? Me and the task force are bored and clueless" light whined.
"Oh shut it, I'm-A-Gay. We have probably around 1 or 2 days left until we come back. Now quit your whining and take life like a man!" I joked.
"But I can't~" he whined more.
I face palmed before deciding to call someone else....
"I've got to go I'm-A-Gay, see ya later" I said goodbye and ended the call.
Wait....
I smirked.
"Ryuk" I called.
Nothing.
"ARE YOU SERIOUS YOU DAMN SHINIGAMI" I screamed and flopped onto my bed.
Knock knock.
Shit...
"Come in" I sounded muffled from my pillow.
L again? Can he not just go away? Just for a bit?
"What do you want L?" I groaned.
"You are talking to yourself again-"
"No! I was trying to get a certain shinigami's ass over hear to help prevent me dying of boredom" I complained.
"I want to take out out, since tomorrow we have to leave" L stated.
"When?"
"Now"
"Fine" I grunt and walk to the car with L. I plug in my earphones to my phone, listening to (F/B) as we drive to our destination.
~at the destination~
"Why are we at.... A house?" I didn't understand, it's just a house. Why would he bring me here?
"You said you wanted to meet your parents, so here we are" L gestured to the house.
Hehehe.... I can finally get my revenge... But how will I do it without being took back to the asylum?
we knocked on the door and a woman with (H/C) hair and (E/C) eyes answered the door.
"Um hello? Who are you?" She asked confusedly.
"I win hide and seek, mother" I quickly repeated my steps from previously. I reached down Into my boot and pulled out a knife.
Please don't ask why I always have a knife in my boot...
I was about to stab her neck but L grabbed my arm.
"(F/N), you know better than to kill her. You only got out of the asylum not long ago, I'd hate it if you'd have to go back" L said in my ear.
I sighed and put down my knife, sliding it back Into my boot.
"Good, now have a proper convocation"
"No. She left me in a park as a child, I'm not gonna just talk to her like it never happened" I glared at the woman knows as my mother.
"Honey-"
"No, bye" I waved and as soon as I turned around, I felt something sharp in my back.
That woman stabbed me.
I refuse to give up.
Not now.
Not ever.
Infact..... I came up with the greatest Plan I've possible ever thought of...
I fell to the floor and grabbed a syringe from my pocket. I quickly and unnoticeably injected the toxins into my blood stream as I closed my eyes.....
I will know what it's like to sleep once again....
Even I it's only for a short while.
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FanfictionName: (F/N) (L/N). Age: 22. Relatives: dead. Description: Miss (L/N) has been in the asylum for 6 years, and in that time has had no contact with the outside world. She has insomnia and doesn't speak; she can, but chooses not to. Addiction with swee...