The beautiful girl
My fingers glide along the smooth, cold metal, my other hand actually reaching into it. Those same fingertips brushing the cool skin of her cheek, remembering it from before, when the skin was warm and alive. Her eyes were closed, long lashed brushing the pal skin of her cheeks, lips formed in an eternally blank face. Hans folded across her chest as if she was holding something near and dear to her heart, her hair a curtain of fire behind her. Her heart, well her heart no longer beating.
Mello came up from behind me, one hand pressed to my shoulder in a pitiful attempt at comfort. “Matt, I don’t mean to cause any more trouble but turn around.”
I turned slowly, and was face to face with HIM.
Light.
My eyes narrowed to slits and I yelled loud enough to wake the dead (wish it could be that easy) “WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"
My body was filled with rage, with the blinding red hatred that threatened to become me being, that threatened to eat me alive and at this moment I was fully prepared to let it.
It was his fault, all his fault. The reason she’s in there and not in my arms, it’s his fault.
And his being here is like rubbing salt into a wound, reminding me of his freedom while she no longer had any.
“I’m just here to pay my respects, nothing more.” He said, craning his neck in a feeble attempt to see the body that lie in the casket behind me.
My hands clenched into tight fists at my sides and I blocked his way before he could move any further.
“No you will not. GET OUT OF HERE YOU HAVE NO REASON TO BE HERE!” I screamed.
My grief consumed me, making me blind to the scene I was causing. I didn’t care.
It was his fault and nothing else matters.
Not anymore.
Not when she’s dead.
"Woke today, another memory passes me, in shades of grey from those three broken words......."She smiled, pressing past Mello who raised an eyebrow.
“Since when did you become part of the family?” Mello snorted, taking a bite of his chocolate and closing the door behind her.
“You know you love me.” She smiled sweetly.
“That would be Matt, Shane.”
She rolled her eyes and walked towards where I sat on the couch.
My fingers worked the controller, finding all the loopholes and hacks and running around will the skill of a true gamer.
The mention of her name brought me out of my trance like state and I looked up, my avatar dying, though I didn’t care now that she was here.
“Hey.” She said with another one of her sweet smiles, plopping down on the couch next to me, so close our legs brushed. She blushed and tucked hair behind her ear in that cute little way she does when she’s nervous. She coughed at the layer of smoke that coated the room from the cigarette between my lips.
I quickly pressed the cigarette into the ash tray for her sake; she always said smoking shortens your lifespan.
I always just laughed and held her close.
I didn’t like how far away she was on the couch, even though she was right next to me. I grabbed her around the waist and pulling her onto my lap, placing her hands onto the controller I held.
She sighed and nearly snatched the controller, a determined smile on her face as her slender hands moved with precision and speed, running into room and wiping people out before they even saw what was coming.
WINNER flashed across the screen in big bold letters and she whooped wriggling in my lap and smiling.
“God, I love you.” I said as my jaw nearly dropped at her.
“What?” She asked, turning as best she could in her position to look at me.
My face turned red, my mouth opening and closing like a fish, my stupidity always shines around her.
Light threw his hands up in the air. “I’m sorry if my presence offends you, but it’s such a shame such a lovely young girl is now dead. Kira most definitely must be stopped.” He said, with fake determination. I knew it was fake because I watched him kill her.
I watched Kira kill My Shane.
“What I can’t seem to understand is why THIS girl, after all the other girl’s you’ve dated why is this one so much more important than them all.” He paused. “I guess love works in mysterious ways.”
"The unfold truth but, I'll never forget those eyes that beautiful smile. I still remember the way she said 'goodbye'......."
"FALALALALAAAAAA LA LA LA LAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!" The carolers all but screamed in the store.I wanted to stuff cotton balls in my ears to drown out the awful Christmas music but the game was more important. I could endure a little pain for the new Call of duty.
Finally after scanning through the games I’ve played the crap out of I spotted it.
A slender hand reached the glass case door handle at the same time as mine did.
It was like a mirror, we turned at the same time, lifted our heads together and our eyes connected for the first time.
I was half tempted to start gawking at the sheer beauty of the sunbursts of hazel her eyes created. Those same amazing eyes looked at me with laughter, as she pulled back her hand.
“You were here first, please go ahead.” She said with a small hand gesture, her eyes never leaving mine.
With a grand hand gesture I motioned for her to go. “Ladies first.” I said softly, the eye contact finally breaking as she walked forward.
I still stared at her back though. I couldn’t look away from her. I felt like if I did, I would lose everything I’ve ever known.
Only then did I realize that we were in the video game aisle. And this beautiful creature was in my favorite section in the whole store. Out of all the girls I’ve dated this is a first.
She grabbed a shoot ‘em up game, waving the plastic case as I gave her a strange look. “For my brother. I’d like to play, but unfortunately I’m no good.”
“Well then….” I said smoothly. “I should show you some time.”
She blinked and then gave me another dazzling smile that almost sent me to my knees. “Well, Mr., that’s very kind of you, but don’t you think people start with names first? Shane.” She said, extending the hand not holding the game.
I took her hand, the feeling of ‘this is right’ sending sparks up my arm as I touched her. “Matt.” I said.
"No matter how hard I try I can't forget about....Beautiful girl on top of the world don’t fall down, because an angel should never touch ground.........."
It didn’t matter what I did from that moment on.
After I met Shane, she became all I thought about, all I cared about, the only thing that mattered. She became my every breath. My every word.
Nothing else mattered. Only her, only Shane.
Call it love at first sight, soul mates, whatever the heck you want to call it.
That love was my life, my universe, and she was the center of it.
I had never told her I loved her, not really. Usually it was just something we both kind of figured, we both kind of knew. We were both too scared to say it out loud for fear of what the others’ reaction might be.
Of course, I was the first to say it that stupid day when we were playing video games.
But luckily, like everything is with Shane, it was easy. She just laughed at my speechlessness and leaned back into my chest. “I’m just kidding, Matt,” She said. “I know what you said, and you know I love you. No need to be so nervous.”
And that laughter, I don’t think I’ll ever forget that laugh. The way if filled up a room, filled up my heart and made everything seem possible as long as she was there by my side.
And her smile.
I’ll never forget the way she smiled, as if this crap world was just one big game and everything would be all right, everything would turn out for the best. The way the smiles would catch in her eyes and make her whole face shine and glow.
I’ll never forget that sparkle she got in her eyes, the way her nose crinkled when she’d get mad or when she’d laugh so hard she’d snort. I’ll never forget the way she rested her head on her hands when she slept, I’ll never even forget the way she snored softly and kicked in her sleep as if she were trying to run. I’ll never forget.
Not anything.
Nothing.
I’ll always remember My Shane.
I won’t ever forget about her.
"Last embrace, forcing you away, before it’s too late. I end this day, in a most bitter way, a regretful state......."“KIRA IS AFTER ME! What part of that can’t you understand!?!” I yelled, my voice rising as it rarely ever does with her. “He knows he can get to me. He knows he can get to me through you and he’ll do anything to hurt me. You have to go. You have to go now.” I said, my hands on her shoulders now. I was desperately trying to make her understand. She had to understand. I applied light pressure, trying to make her see it my way.
But of course My Shane was a stubborn one, she fought for what she believed in and she looked up at me, shaking her head and making eye contact. “Let him get to me. I don’t care. As long as I’m with you. I LOVE you Matt, don’t you get it? NOTHING, not even Kira can make me leave.”
I had to think of something, anything, to get her to leave. To leave me. I needed her to be safe. I loved her too much to just stand by and watch her die. And if that meant I had to break both of our hearts then so be it. As long as she was alive and well happiness could come second.
“Well I don’t love you. Not anymore.” I said, removing my hands from her shoulders, practically pushing her away and trying my best to make my face emotionless. Trying my best to make my eyes filled with hate.
The horrified expression on her face nearly stopped me in my tracks. It broke me on the inside, ripping and tearing at me, the tears that started to fall making me want to curl up inside myself, making me want to comfort her. Making me want to do anything as long as I never saw that look on her face again. As long as I never saw her cry again.
“Is it true?” She asked, her voice no more than a whisper, her eyes looking up at me, begging me to make her understand this madness.
I wanted to comfort her, to take her in my arms and hold her forever. To never let go. I was the one who was doing this to her. I was the one who was making her cry; I was the one breaking down My stubborn Shane.
But she needed to be alive.
So I said, “I think you should just go now.” My voice quiet, my hands shoved in my pockets, nails pressing into palms to create half moon shaped wounds.
"Here I lay I drift away, come here and lay beside me..."I mumble in my sleep, her name is the only thing my lips can form. Her face is the only thing that appears in my dreams. She is still everything to me. She is still every part of me.
Even though I pushed her away.
Of course I didn’t know Mello called her to get me to stop whining.
So I woke to a start, hands firmly grasping thin wrists bruisingly tight, my eyes flying open as my breath rushed out in gasps.
She winced at the pain I was causing her, smiling softly with a tear streaked face, her eyes glittery and wet.
“Matt.” She whispered.
I decrease the pressure on her wrists, my mouth open in surprise, the only thing I was able to do was stare.
She can’t be here. I can’t believe she’s here. It has to be a dream, it has to, it must. It must be a dream it…..
“Mello let me in. He said that you were saying my name, moaning and whining in your sleep.” She looked at me.
“Shane.” I whispered the most intelligible word I could muster.
“Don’t try to protect me Matt, I know the risks. It’s worth it. As long as I’m with you.” She murmured.
I couldn’t help it anymore; I grabbed her, yanking her into my arms, afraid. Afraid to let go of her, afraid to lose her, to lose her again.
"It's got to be a memory. It felt so real but just beyond me. Mesmerized in you I find what I had was unrealized but emptiness settles as I awake....."Two days after her death. Two days. Two whole days.
It feels like an eternity.
The memory of that night, the memory of her coming to me, her in my arms, it filled me with such hope that I half expected her to come walking through that door, a smile plastered on her beautiful face.
But she was dead. She wasn’t coming back.
I had to face that fact.
She was never going to be walking through that door. Not ever again.
I fell back onto the now lonesome feeling two person bed. Her picture on my nightstand, the pictures the only thing I have left besides my all too fast fading memory.
"Beautiful girl, on top of the world, don’t fall down. Because an angel should never touch ground......."That day, that whole entire fricking day.
It was the worst of my life.
Kira did what I always expected.
Mello handed me a note saying “TWO DAYS, DEATH NOTE OR YOUR GIRL, CHOOSE WISELY.”
Of course Shane had seen t before I had, a small sad smile on her face as she sat on the bar stool in our kitchen. “Guess he found me.” She whispered. She looked up at me. “Don’t give him the note, Matt. I know what you’re thinking, and don’t you dare do it.”
I looked at her, my eyes pleading. “I have to Shane, I can’t lose you.” My voice cracked.
She was looking into my eyes, directly into my face, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I thought you might say that so that’s exactly why I told Mello to give you that note two days after we got it.” She confessed quietly.
I could only look at her, my boy frozen. Well played Shane, you are very smart in getting your way.
Silent tears ran down my cheek and she walked up to me, slowly, taking her time. Her fingers reached up, pulling my face down towards her. I made sure I pressed my lips to hers first, closing my eyes into the kiss, wrapping my arms around her waist.
We had to break away some time. And when Mello walked in, holding her coat, then was the time.
“Take care of Matt for me, Mello, seeing as I won’t be around to do it.” She whispered, slipping on her coat and grabbing my hand.
There are other ways to kill.
Other ways without a death note, seeing as we humans are fragile.
I walked her back to her home.
We cut across a market to make it shorter, to see get her home so maybe she would make it.
I held onto her for as long as I could, walking with her, my hand holding onto hers.
That gunshot was the loudest noise ever.
It still vibrates in my ears, haunting me to this day.
Shane’s eyes were wide, blood spurting from her lips as she looked at the bloody hole in her chest.
Her breath came in rasps, her eyes scared and wild, she tried to speak but nothing came out.
She fell backwards and I caught her, gently bringing her down to the ground.
I don’t remember where the shot came from.
I held her in my arms on the ground, screaming. “HELP HELP SOMEONE HELP PLEASE!” I begged as people just ran by, screaming their heads off.
I saw Light Yagami that day, putting something back in his coat pocket, a satisfactory smile of his face as if he did a job well done.
I held the now lifeless Shane in my arms, her body no longer breathing, my tears soaking her hair.
My hoarse voice kept screaming. “Help! Help! Someone please help!” As I choked on sobs.
"I'll never forget those eyes that beautiful smile. I still remember the way you said 'goodbye' no matter how hard I try I can’t forget about......"
I don’t know who forced Light out of this funeral, but I was thankful for that.
He shouldn’t be here.
Shane’s murderer shouldn’t be at her funeral.
My anger faded away as I slowly turned back to reality, back to the lifeless body in the casket.
A tear rolled down my cheek, falling down onto her cold porcelain skin.
“I love you, My Shane.” I whispered.
Mello came up from behind me, one hand pressed to my shoulder in a pitiful attempt at comfort. “Matt, I don’t mean to cause any more trouble but turn around.”
I turned slowly, and was face to face with HIM.
Light.
My eyes narrowed to slits and I yelled loud enough to wake the dead (wish it could be that easy) “WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"
My body was filled with rage, with the blinding red hatred that threatened to become me being, that threatened to eat me alive and at this moment I was fully prepared to let it.
It was his fault, all his fault. The reason she’s in there and not in my arms, it’s his fault.
And his being here is like rubbing salt into a wound, reminding me of his freedom while she no longer had any.
“I’m just here to pay my respects, nothing more.” He said, craning his neck in a feeble attempt to see the body that lie in the casket behind me.
My hands clenched into tight fists at my sides and I blocked his way before he could move any further.
“No you will not. GET OUT OF HERE YOU HAVE NO REASON TO BE HERE!” I screamed.
My grief consumed me, making me blind to the scene I was causing. I didn’t care.
It was his fault and nothing else matters.
Not anymore.
Not when she’s dead.
"Woke today, another memory passes me, in shades of grey from those three broken words......."She smiled, pressing past Mello who raised an eyebrow.
“Since when did you become part of the family?” Mello snorted, taking a bite of his chocolate and closing the door behind her.
“You know you love me.” She smiled sweetly.
“That would be Matt, Shane.”
She rolled her eyes and walked towards where I sat on the couch.
My fingers worked the controller, finding all the loopholes and hacks and running around will the skill of a true gamer.
The mention of her name brought me out of my trance like state and I looked up, my avatar dying, though I didn’t care now that she was here.
“Hey.” She said with another one of her sweet smiles, plopping down on the couch next to me, so close our legs brushed. She blushed and tucked hair behind her ear in that cute little way she does when she’s nervous. She coughed at the layer of smoke that coated the room from the cigarette between my lips.
I quickly pressed the cigarette into the ash tray for her sake; she always said smoking shortens your lifespan.
I always just laughed and held her close.
I didn’t like how far away she was on the couch, even though she was right next to me. I grabbed her around the waist and pulling her onto my lap, placing her hands onto the controller I held.
She sighed and nearly snatched the controller, a determined smile on her face as her slender hands moved with precision and speed, running into room and wiping people out before they even saw what was coming.
WINNER flashed across the screen in big bold letters and she whooped wriggling in my lap and smiling.
“God, I love you.” I said as my jaw nearly dropped at her.
“What?” She asked, turning as best she could in her position to look at me.
My face turned red, my mouth opening and closing like a fish, my stupidity always shines around her.
Light threw his hands up in the air. “I’m sorry if my presence offends you, but it’s such a shame such a lovely young girl is now dead. Kira most definitely must be stopped.” He said, with fake determination. I knew it was fake because I watched him kill her.
I watched Kira kill My Shane.
“What I can’t seem to understand is why THIS girl, after all the other girl’s you’ve dated why is this one so much more important than them all.” He paused. “I guess love works in mysterious ways.”
"The unfold truth but, I'll never forget those eyes that beautiful smile. I still remember the way she said 'goodbye'......."
"FALALALALAAAAAA LA LA LA LAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!" The carolers all but screamed in the store.I wanted to stuff cotton balls in my ears to drown out the awful Christmas music but the game was more important. I could endure a little pain for the new Call of duty.
Finally after scanning through the games I’ve played the crap out of I spotted it.
A slender hand reached the glass case door handle at the same time as mine did.
It was like a mirror, we turned at the same time, lifted our heads together and our eyes connected for the first time.
I was half tempted to start gawking at the sheer beauty of the sunbursts of hazel her eyes created. Those same amazing eyes looked at me with laughter, as she pulled back her hand.
“You were here first, please go ahead.” She said with a small hand gesture, her eyes never leaving mine.
With a grand hand gesture I motioned for her to go. “Ladies first.” I said softly, the eye contact finally breaking as she walked forward.
I still stared at her back though. I couldn’t look away from her. I felt like if I did, I would lose everything I’ve ever known.
Only then did I realize that we were in the video game aisle. And this beautiful creature was in my favorite section in the whole store. Out of all the girls I’ve dated this is a first.
She grabbed a shoot ‘em up game, waving the plastic case as I gave her a strange look. “For my brother. I’d like to play, but unfortunately I’m no good.”
“Well then….” I said smoothly. “I should show you some time.”
She blinked and then gave me another dazzling smile that almost sent me to my knees. “Well, Mr., that’s very kind of you, but don’t you think people start with names first? Shane.” She said, extending the hand not holding the game.
I took her hand, the feeling of ‘this is right’ sending sparks up my arm as I touched her. “Matt.” I said.
"No matter how hard I try I can't forget about....Beautiful girl on top of the world don’t fall down, because an angel should never touch ground.........."
It didn’t matter what I did from that moment on.
After I met Shane, she became all I thought about, all I cared about, the only thing that mattered. She became my every breath. My every word.
Nothing else mattered. Only her, only Shane.
Call it love at first sight, soul mates, whatever the heck you want to call it.
That love was my life, my universe, and she was the center of it.
I had never told her I loved her, not really. Usually it was just something we both kind of figured, we both kind of knew. We were both too scared to say it out loud for fear of what the others’ reaction might be.
Of course, I was the first to say it that stupid day when we were playing video games.
But luckily, like everything is with Shane, it was easy. She just laughed at my speechlessness and leaned back into my chest. “I’m just kidding, Matt,” She said. “I know what you said, and you know I love you. No need to be so nervous.”
And that laughter, I don’t think I’ll ever forget that laugh. The way if filled up a room, filled up my heart and made everything seem possible as long as she was there by my side.
And her smile.
I’ll never forget the way she smiled, as if this crap world was just one big game and everything would be all right, everything would turn out for the best. The way the smiles would catch in her eyes and make her whole face shine and glow.
I’ll never forget that sparkle she got in her eyes, the way her nose crinkled when she’d get mad or when she’d laugh so hard she’d snort. I’ll never forget the way she rested her head on her hands when she slept, I’ll never even forget the way she snored softly and kicked in her sleep as if she were trying to run. I’ll never forget.
Not anything.
Nothing.
I’ll always remember My Shane.
I won’t ever forget about her.
"Last embrace, forcing you away, before it’s too late. I end this day, in a most bitter way, a regretful state......."“KIRA IS AFTER ME! What part of that can’t you understand!?!” I yelled, my voice rising as it rarely ever does with her. “He knows he can get to me. He knows he can get to me through you and he’ll do anything to hurt me. You have to go. You have to go now.” I said, my hands on her shoulders now. I was desperately trying to make her understand. She had to understand. I applied light pressure, trying to make her see it my way.
But of course My Shane was a stubborn one, she fought for what she believed in and she looked up at me, shaking her head and making eye contact. “Let him get to me. I don’t care. As long as I’m with you. I LOVE you Matt, don’t you get it? NOTHING, not even Kira can make me leave.”
I had to think of something, anything, to get her to leave. To leave me. I needed her to be safe. I loved her too much to just stand by and watch her die. And if that meant I had to break both of our hearts then so be it. As long as she was alive and well happiness could come second.
“Well I don’t love you. Not anymore.” I said, removing my hands from her shoulders, practically pushing her away and trying my best to make my face emotionless. Trying my best to make my eyes filled with hate.
The horrified expression on her face nearly stopped me in my tracks. It broke me on the inside, ripping and tearing at me, the tears that started to fall making me want to curl up inside myself, making me want to comfort her. Making me want to do anything as long as I never saw that look on her face again. As long as I never saw her cry again.
“Is it true?” She asked, her voice no more than a whisper, her eyes looking up at me, begging me to make her understand this madness.
I wanted to comfort her, to take her in my arms and hold her forever. To never let go. I was the one who was doing this to her. I was the one who was making her cry; I was the one breaking down My stubborn Shane.
But she needed to be alive.
So I said, “I think you should just go now.” My voice quiet, my hands shoved in my pockets, nails pressing into palms to create half moon shaped wounds.
"Here I lay I drift away, come here and lay beside me..."I mumble in my sleep, her name is the only thing my lips can form. Her face is the only thing that appears in my dreams. She is still everything to me. She is still every part of me.
Even though I pushed her away.
Of course I didn’t know Mello called her to get me to stop whining.
So I woke to a start, hands firmly grasping thin wrists bruisingly tight, my eyes flying open as my breath rushed out in gasps.
She winced at the pain I was causing her, smiling softly with a tear streaked face, her eyes glittery and wet.
“Matt.” She whispered.
I decrease the pressure on her wrists, my mouth open in surprise, the only thing I was able to do was stare.
She can’t be here. I can’t believe she’s here. It has to be a dream, it has to, it must. It must be a dream it…..
“Mello let me in. He said that you were saying my name, moaning and whining in your sleep.” She looked at me.
“Shane.” I whispered the most intelligible word I could muster.
“Don’t try to protect me Matt, I know the risks. It’s worth it. As long as I’m with you.” She murmured.
I couldn’t help it anymore; I grabbed her, yanking her into my arms, afraid. Afraid to let go of her, afraid to lose her, to lose her again.
"It's got to be a memory. It felt so real but just beyond me. Mesmerized in you I find what I had was unrealized but emptiness settles as I awake....."Two days after her death. Two days. Two whole days.
It feels like an eternity.
The memory of that night, the memory of her coming to me, her in my arms, it filled me with such hope that I half expected her to come walking through that door, a smile plastered on her beautiful face.
But she was dead. She wasn’t coming back.
I had to face that fact.
She was never going to be walking through that door. Not ever again.
I fell back onto the now lonesome feeling two person bed. Her picture on my nightstand, the pictures the only thing I have left besides my all too fast fading memory.
"Beautiful girl, on top of the world, don’t fall down. Because an angel should never touch ground......."That day, that whole entire fricking day.
It was the worst of my life.
Kira did what I always expected.
Mello handed me a note saying “TWO DAYS, DEATH NOTE OR YOUR GIRL, CHOOSE WISELY.”
Of course Shane had seen t before I had, a small sad smile on her face as she sat on the bar stool in our kitchen. “Guess he found me.” She whispered. She looked up at me. “Don’t give him the note, Matt. I know what you’re thinking, and don’t you dare do it.”
I looked at her, my eyes pleading. “I have to Shane, I can’t lose you.” My voice cracked.
She was looking into my eyes, directly into my face, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I thought you might say that so that’s exactly why I told Mello to give you that note two days after we got it.” She confessed quietly.
I could only look at her, my boy frozen. Well played Shane, you are very smart in getting your way.
Silent tears ran down my cheek and she walked up to me, slowly, taking her time. Her fingers reached up, pulling my face down towards her. I made sure I pressed my lips to hers first, closing my eyes into the kiss, wrapping my arms around her waist.
We had to break away some time. And when Mello walked in, holding her coat, then was the time.
“Take care of Matt for me, Mello, seeing as I won’t be around to do it.” She whispered, slipping on her coat and grabbing my hand.
There are other ways to kill.
Other ways without a death note, seeing as we humans are fragile.
I walked her back to her home.
We cut across a market to make it shorter, to see get her home so maybe she would make it.
I held onto her for as long as I could, walking with her, my hand holding onto hers.
That gunshot was the loudest noise ever.
It still vibrates in my ears, haunting me to this day.
Shane’s eyes were wide, blood spurting from her lips as she looked at the bloody hole in her chest.
Her breath came in rasps, her eyes scared and wild, she tried to speak but nothing came out.
She fell backwards and I caught her, gently bringing her down to the ground.
I don’t remember where the shot came from.
I held her in my arms on the ground, screaming. “HELP HELP SOMEONE HELP PLEASE!” I begged as people just ran by, screaming their heads off.
I saw Light Yagami that day, putting something back in his coat pocket, a satisfactory smile of his face as if he did a job well done.
I held the now lifeless Shane in my arms, her body no longer breathing, my tears soaking her hair.
My hoarse voice kept screaming. “Help! Help! Someone please help!” As I choked on sobs.
"I'll never forget those eyes that beautiful smile. I still remember the way you said 'goodbye' no matter how hard I try I can’t forget about......"
I don’t know who forced Light out of this funeral, but I was thankful for that.
He shouldn’t be here.
Shane’s murderer shouldn’t be at her funeral.
My anger faded away as I slowly turned back to reality, back to the lifeless body in the casket.
A tear rolled down my cheek, falling down onto her cold porcelain skin.
“I love you, My Shane.” I whispered.