A/N: This got to #310 in fanfiction! Thank you! (currently it's #666, it went back up XD but I'm really happy with that number, I also took a screenshot of it.)
Sorry for not updating yesterday, I wish I could give you a decent excuse... I can't. I was playing Sims 3 all day :L I couldn't leave it.
Bleh, I've cut two of my fingers on doors :/ damn sharp metal. One is fine now (got it a few days ago), and one I got today - this one is deep and refuses to scab over as whenever I move my finger it just reopens :/
This chapter has taken me almost 5 hours to write. I have writer's block :L
Chapter Twenty-Five
I drag my feet on the floor as we walk through the airport. My small suitcase being tugged behind me as I keep a death grip on the handle. There's no way I'm losing more clothes.
The six hour flight was not fun at all, and now we're heading to a place for something (Mello won't reveal any more information) and then we'll be heading to the SPK headquarters. I'd much rather go home first and have a shower, maybe sleep but Mello wants to see someone and Near as soon as he can.
"Walk properly," Mello scolds me as another high pitched screech of my shoes scuffing the floor hits his ears. I frown and begin to walk properly, only to start dragging them along again.
"I'll stop if you let me go back to my apartment. I probably have food I need to throw out – you're repaying me for that, you know." I mutter in reply. My wrist is grabbed and Mello picks up his pace, dragging me behind him. "Hey! Wait a sec!"
"Tch, stupid woman."
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"Why are we here?" I ask as I stare up at the tall building. I turn to look at Mello, the wind throwing my hair into my face. I brush it away stubbornly so I can look at him. His burn is looking so much better now. Oddly enough, he looks better. It's probably his hair. It's messier.
"Don't worry. I'll be going inside, you can wait out here if you want." He says, dismissing my question. He walks inside the building, leaving my behind before I can answer."Mello!" I call out to him but it's too late, the door is slammed shut and I'm left alone. I let out a sigh and walk to the wall and lean against it. I could easily run home. I want to run home. He'll only get mad, find me and drag my ass to Near. Or worse, he'll put a bullet in my brain. I may be L's sister, but I don't think he'll hesitate to kill me if I piss him off.
I lean my head against the brick.
I could easily run back to Japan. I have enough money to just ditch LA. I'll go back to my old apartments. I won't have my computers but I have so much money that I received from L, I'll be fine. Near pays us all too, that's how we afford our apartments and living.
I can't just ditch the Kira case. I can't leave until he's caught and put behind bars.
After what seemed like forever, Mello finally leaves the massive building. However, this time he's joined by a familiar blonde. Halle Lidner. My eyes widen in shock. Why does he have her?
"Come on, Benihime." He orders and I stupidly follow him.
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A gun is pointed at my head as I'm forced to walk in front of Mello and Lidner. This doesn't look too good on the screens Near is probably watching. Mello is currently pinning Lidner's arm behind her back.
I go through the corridors, until I reach the room Near stays in. My heart is racing, something about having a gun pointed at my head is just terrifying. A part of me believes he won't shoot if I mess up, but then a part of me remembers what he's like. If it meant getting back at Near, he'd happily send a bullet into my skull.
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