19Light tightly gripped the pen in his fingers. Did I do the right thing? he thought. L- Kun doesn't- I mean, he didn't ask for much.
Light felt empty and hollow.
Why should I be sad? I had been breaking up with him anyway. And I had given him what he had so badly wanted.
He looked so happy, writhing in a pool of his own blood. His face was pale and tormented, his arms shaking, his thin legs too weak to move. But the sparkle in his eyes was unmistakable, a silent joy I and only I could recognize.
"Are you sure you don't want me to finish you off right now?" I had asked, feeling my stomach lurch as if I would throw up any moment.
"No! Let me die a sick, disgusting death!" screamed L, his blood erotically mixing with the mud he lay in.
My feelings could be described as pure horror and nothing else. I stared, hypnotized, fixated on the wretched shapes my love's body were making.
"Go. Go!" L screamed. Tears rolled down his face. "Let me die alone!" He retched and hacked up blood, bile, and saliva. "Let me die!" he shrieked, as I had ran away.
L was happy, Light knew. He tried to remind himself of this, remembering the painful ways L's body screamed.
His bloodshot eyes screamed. The wrinkles in his forehead, his twisted, contorted legs and arms. Even the air around L was pierced in his screams. Screams and death. It seemed like the kind of thing L had lived for.
"I did the right thing, damn it!" Light cried. "I know. I know I did the right thing! I did what L- Kun wanted me to do!"
Light clawed a tear off of his face. Then why did he feel so damned sad? I'm being selfish, he thought.
L would have done anything for Light, even kill him, if Light had asked him to do so. Didn't Light owe this to him? The death he had always wanted?
Light's despair morphed into anger. He stared at the death note with despise. "You," he hissed hatefully. "This is your fault." He reached his shaking hands out and slowly, dangerously picked it up. "If L- Kun hadn't fallen in love with you..." He slowly ripped the death note's spine in half, and then he went and tore each page into hundreds of pieces, until it was as dead as L- Kun himself.
L: *Drops to knees and bows head at your feet* Reader- Sama! The author of this fanfiction would like me to thank you on her behalf for reading this. She says that she has appreciated each and every single review that was posted, and wanted me to tell you that she, umm, "screams a little" every time she gets a new one. She also said I would be severely punished if I didn't give you a proper thank you, so... Thank you for making my master happy... *grovels* Thank you, Reader- Sama. Thank you... Thank you... Thank you...
Me: *walks in* Oh my gosh, I'm sorry, Reader. You can go now, L- Kun.
L: Have I been taking too long, Author- Sama? I sincerely apologize. *turns to me and kisses my feet* I'm very sorry, Author- Sama, I will never-
Me: You're freaking the reader out, look! *points to you* I guess I can see how they all said you were creepy.
L: What? They said I'm-
Me: Just go, L- Kun. You can be punished later if you want. *looks at you* Anyway, I'm actually totally sad that this story is over. I had way too much fun writing it. Like L- Kun said, knowing that someone read this and maybe, possibly even enjoyed it is awesome, so really, thank you, and I'm sad to be saying goodbye for now :3