Misery Business (A Death Note fanfic)

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  1. Hopefulwishes Traverse Town Homebody

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    Okay, this is just the introduction. I'm going to post the next chapter in like, two days. Here's what I have so far.




    Running down the hallways of Ausburry High was a teenage girl.

    With pure white hair, pale skin, and sky-blue eyes, she was the epitome of albino.

    Tears streaking down her cheeks, she reviewed what her eyes had just seen; her boyfriend of two years, accurately named Uwaki[1], had been caught in a lip-lock.

    With her best friend.

    Her best friend EVER, to be precise. Her best friend, Tanken[2].
    And when she caught them, Tanken just smirked. She just smirked at her, and continued to kiss Uwaki.

    ‘The little back-stabber.’

    The single, incoherent thought running through her head was simple:

    'I have to get away.’

    So here she was. Running. Running as far as her body would take her. Far away.

    She ran through the hallways, she ran through the cafeteria, she ran up and out the door.

    She didn’t stop there, oh no she didn’t.

    She ran past the school fences, past the bus stop, past all convenience stores she had known her whole life.

    Past all of them.

    Every. Single. One of them.

    She kept running, and running, until she no longer recognized where she was.

    She still didn’t stop.

    As she was crossing one street, she didn’t look both ways.

    It didn’t matter to her.

    It was a true shame that the bus hit her.
    A true, true shame.

    The bus was breaking before she even got hit though, so she was spared death.

    No, she only got nicked, her head crashing into the pavement.

    The bus driver was panicking, children on the bus were crying, and their mothers were trying to calm them down.

    There was blood, oh so much blood.

    It splattered across the pavement.
    Drenching her clothes, her hair, everything.

    “Miss, are you okay?†The bus driver asked the obvious.
    One of the people on the bus just-so-happened to be an older man of sixty-five, and his ward; a man with coal-black hair, a white long-sleeved shirt, and heavy bags under his eyes[3].

    The man’s eyes were wide.
    The girl was losing blood, and quickly.

    “Hurry! Get her to stop bleeding! Take her to the hospital!â€The man yelled.
    Someone losing blood that fast was surly in danger of dying.

    The ambulance swiftly arrived; the screaming sirens signal of their arrival.



    Story notes:
    [1] Uwaki means 'unfaithful' in japanese.
    [2] Tanken means 'dagger' in japanese, so get the joke when I say 'that little backstabber'?
    [3] We should alllll know who this is~<3