*Y/N pov*
It was a few weeks later, we still hadn't caught Kira, Mello and I were dating but still fought all the time. I was sitting on his sofa right now after a huge fight.
I loved him so much but I couldn't seem to do anything right. Anything I said or did just pissed him off and vice versa. I mean it seemed like he said and did things deliberately just to make me sad or angry. When he was nice to me, I felt on top of the world, but it never lasted long.
I got up and went to his bedroom door, knocked and opened it. He was in bed with his back to me.
"Mello, can I come in and cuddle with you? I won't speak, but I need to cuddle."
I meant that I needed him.
"No, get out." He replied without looking at me.
I sat back on the sofa, curled up into myself and cried. Everything hurt so much and I was tired of it. I didn't want to feel anymore, I wanted to stab all feelings out of me.
I considered finding a knife and trying it, but I was too exhausted, physically and emotionally. Logically I knew that wouldn't work anyway. It wouldn't make him start caring either.
It was clear that it was time to leave. I wished I could leave the world but I couldn't. I took all my work out of my bag, and my memory card with the work from my phone and left them on the table for him. Then I left.
I hadn't wanted this story to end sadly, but that was life. I loved him but all he'd done was prove once again how alone and worthless I was. No big deal, I was used to that. I'd never get used to the hurt but who the fuck cared.
Life gives
But mostly takes.
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Hot Mello (Book 1)
FanfictionI don't know, just hot and/or weird Mello (Death Note) stories/imagines/whatever. Mello x reader, unless otherwise stated. (By reader I mean me, because I love Mello) Ps. They're probably all ooc and most of them aren't meant to be taken seriously.