Remitance (L x reader ;))

Reawakiening

You took a drag form your cigarete, walking home in the dirty rain. Walking home to your piece of shit step daad and your stupids mom. ever  since mom died the abuse doublesd at home. If only I could delte them.... you think to yourself. the cigarete burns your lungs but in a good way. its good pain. Like the pain of killing your step dad would be, you think. then you chuckle, seeming to realize how dark thaat thought was. you crush the 'rette under your stylish b/c boots, never carign much for sneakers. your h/c hair dripped down all h/l inches of its length. 

You step through the totting door to see your mom cowering on the tablde  as your step dadda takes a swig of jakc daniels. your eyes widen as you realize-- you bought that yourself a few days ago!!! you step up, anger burning in your chest.

"Hey, asshole," yo usay. "That's my zooze." Youre practica;ly shaking with anger.

"Llllike it mmmmmmarterrrrs you're only thirteen anyway. why dont you go play with your linkin logs or somrething." he let out a hot laugh, cleary schwasted.

You clench your fits. "Ever since mom died you've been horrible to me!!" You wipe a single tear fro your cheek as it slides its merry way down, stinging like the smoke form your precious cigars. "I nedd substances to deal with her death! dont you understand that you big oaf???"

He delivers a swift kick to my moms cowering form. s he whimpers slightly, only searing my rage in harder.

"Come an fffight me forrr it, kidddo," he seners, waving my alcohol arounsd like a bag of goldfish, earnign a swift punch from my curdled fist.

I ran outside before you can even hear the spary of the jack danies crashing on the floor. Kuste, you think,, remembering how hard you saved up for that sweet 'hol, as the gangsters say. stupid bitch.one day ill come back to kil him. but for now, you ran.

Your vision blurs with liquid, althouygh you cant tell wehther is its rain or tears in your eyes. on accoutn of your blurry vision as you ran, you cdidnt notice the little black object that stops you and sends you hurtloing acroos the sky like a raindrop, beautiful and deadly all at once. you swear, Ksute.... and pick up the culprit form the muddy ground. your eyes widnem as you see... Death note??? you mean the investigatiom led byy that hottie kira??? and the other hottie, who clearly had the hoits for his  now dead friend, light yagami. Good thing he hadnt killed him first....

If this truly was the fabled notebook, which id alwasy sescretely admired, i coulf finally put an end to my moms suffering. 

My hand shaking, you picked up your pen and scribled the characteers into the rough pages, your heart pi9unding like a dying druggie on hids last overdose. You scribble "my step-dad" into the lines, and you feel the air shift nd get even colder around you.,.... you feel your heart stop and wonder if you ille d yourselv on accideny???? you peer into the windoew and see your step dad slumped over the corpse of your mother. You laugh into the rain, cold and shar- but DAMN it feels good!!!.,

To be continued..........

Readers note

thi is lije my first time riting antythinv soliek this so please dont juge me and if you are gonna hate on this story remeber the doors right there sweatie, and i mmay or may not have a little notebook of my own ;)

until next time, darlings~

bye bye, otakufan34