Venice/How To Save A Life (Death Note Fanfiction)

Chapter 9 Creep

He held his cigarette losely between two fingers and kept his hand outside. A weak smile grew on his face.

"Have you ever seen it rain inside?" He asked.

"What?" He carefully brought his hand inside keeping the curiousity in his eyes. Inhaled sharply and blew the smoke high to the ceiling.

"Lyon. Don't do that. No NO!!" The smoke detector started crying and before I knew it my clothes were drenched.

"LYON!!" I screamed. He burst out in laughter, took my hand and ran to the hallway. Still laughing he picked me up and danced around until I started laughing as well.

"I'm not going to worry about you." He crouched down onto my level, not able to take his eyes of me. He felt the urge to touch my cheek as if he needed to but instead he rubbed his temples and sighed.

"You're bleeding out."

A soft sound came from the back of my throat. My eye were sore and heavy.

"Venice. Wake up." I couldn't respond.

"GET UP!!" He screamed. "YOU'RE BLEEDING OUT!!"

"I wanna be telepathetic!!"

I forsed my eyes open. It felt as if I jumped up to knock him over but in actuality I just opened my eyes. The left side of my face was buried in soft thick cotton. My knees were pulled up reaching out to my nose while I curled my toes so roughly the skin on my feet turned solid white. I couldn't breathe but when I removed my fingertips from my chest and dragged them away to the edge of the bed I could. I was sick. My stomach felt so confused I didn't notice my surroundings.

It was a nice room. But the fresh smell and cold feeling scared me rather than the welcomed me. I haven't seen this place before. There was a tv just a little further away, a nightstand with digital clock, a glass of water and to the other side of the bed a chair.

I sat up. Next to my right eye I found a bruise that felt sore. I carefully rubbed it and got use to the world spinning. Sitting up I gasped because I was so dizzy I almost fell.

What happened?

I thought. I pulled the covers away and got up. Then I noticed my shoes were placed next to the door with my black socks next to them. I opened the door.

I frose when several eyes fell on me. Men in suites sat around a coffee table in the suite. That can't be wierd. Only that two men from that group I know. One of them is my friend but the other one... I could call them all by name. No! I can't! I haven't met them before.

I felt a cold shiver down my spine.

"Ah, Ms. Wood. You're awake." A strangly optimistic voice spoke to me as if we knew eachother for ages. My eyes finally got use to the morning sun coming from the large windows to my right. The room was huge. Or maybe it only seemed that way because the group of people sat close together.

My leather jacket hung over the detectives chair and on the coffee table were all my belongings I careed with me last night inclusively the sanitary napkins I hid in a secret pocket.

I swollowed.

"Where am I?" I murmered.

"In my hotelroom." He answered bluntly. He turned his eyes back to the table and picked up his cup of coffee. He drank a swollow and turned back to me expecting me to say something in protest or just bluntly call him a creep for bringing me here. But instead he and the task force saw my body tensen up. I panicked. Without thinking twice I ran as fast as I could to the frontdoor and down the hall. Ryuga catched up to me. I gasped in terror but he covered my mouth. When he dragged me back inside he closed the door. His grip tightened around my wrist using only his indexfinger and tumb like handcuffs causing me to moan in pain against his hand.