Scarlett's Story (A Death Note Fan Fiction)

Scarlett was raised at Wammy's, and after many years, L has come into contact with her again! She leaves her friends to help with the Kira case, but is that it? Or are they all going to see each other again?


10. Being Selfish

Now I was really worried. I had no way of contacting him and he had left no sign as to where he went, if he went willingly. Obviously, my mind shot to the worst case scenario that he had been kidnapped.

Grabbing my gun and fake police ID, I ran out of the room and headed to my car.

Just as I was about to get in, Matts car drove round and parked up next to mine. He got out and looked at me curiously.

“Where were you?” I demanded, slamming my car door shut.

“I went back to the hideout to get some stuff.” He shrugged lighting a cigarette.

“And why didn’t you tell me?” I asked, “I was worried.”

“Sorry?” He seemed confused. Honestly, how could I not be worried that my only friend had disappeared?

“And you really should stop smoking,” I ripped the cigarette out of his mouth and threw it on the ground, “do you want to get lung cancer and die?”

“Why are you looking for an argument, Scarlett?” He yelled.

“I’m not looking for an argument,” I shouted back angrily, “I’m just trying to protect everything I have left! You don’t know what it’s like to be alone!”

“Yes I do,” He said through gritted teeth, “how do you think I felt when you left?”

I had nothing to say to that. Maybe it was true; maybe I was looking for an argument. I was being selfish.

“You never even said goodbye,” He continued, “Can you imagine how I felt? When I heard that you said goodbye to Mello and even Near I was furious! How could you just forget about me? Do I mean that little to you?”

“I-I’m sorry. I really am!” I begged, “I just couldn’t manage it! I didn’t want you to see me cry; I didn’t want you to think I was weak! I know it was selfish but there’s no way for me to change that now. I’m sorry!”

So much for never wanting to cry in front of Matt… I had been an awful friend to him, after one stupid and selfish move. My tears felt hot as they streamed down my cheeks.

Then I felt Matts arms wrap around me.

“It’s okay.” He whispered, trying to get me to calm down.

“No it’s not,” I sobbed, pulling myself out of his arms.

I didn’t even know what I was doing. I got in my car and floored it. Maybe a long drive would clear my head. Surely that would take my mind off it?

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