NOTE: I don't own anything and I know it sucks but whatever(TT^TT)… tell me if I should continue this…

L's POV

I…I never knew that love could hurt so much. My heart's desires have been crushed. Why couldn't I fall in love with someone else? I concur that it's because of my intelligence, and only they can see eye to eye with me. I can only wish that this pain ends soon and I can move on…

Sighing heavily I look to my right to see no one, missing the warmth and presence of the one I love. His name is Light, which fits him perfectly as his presence and enigma shine so bright, making even stars envious. I silently return to me prior position and sit quietly, staring blankly at the warm tea and strawberry cheese cake in front of me. Feeling no hunger, I touch the cool glass plate and push it aside, then grab the tea cup, it's surface slightly radiating a low heat, but not enough to warm me. Slowly bringing it to my lips I remorsefully remember my horrible mistake.

"I HATE YOU! Wha-What made you think I would love YOU?! You disgusting piece of TRASH!"

I stop as his voice filled my head, my heart stopping and my head giving a slight throb. My chest feels heavy and my eyes began to sting, I wish that I hadn't said anything, a small part of me hopes that it is just a dream and everything was okay. Without the chain attaching us together, he had swiftly left, with disgust on his face and a scowl plain in sight. I didn't think he would react so harshly, my confession would have been ignored and he would act as if nothing happened. I realize now that this small hope in my chest that has welled up during our time together was completely illogical, and my dream of being loved by someone was impossible. If I had just stayed quiet everything would have been fine, but my sudden advance has ruined any kind of bond I had with Light. Tears streamed down my face and I began to sob, my self-control lost. My throat became thick with agony and pain spread through out my body, making my limbs heavy with sadness. My heart ached for him; my sobs only grew louder as I realized my hopeless love. It was foolish of me to think that he could ever like someone like me. I began to rise, shivers racking my entire body as I lugged my legs torwards the 2nd floor bathroom.

I finally arrived, my legs numb and my sobs quieting down. I look in the mirror only to be reminded of my faults and mocked by my own appearance. I stare at myself noticing my eyes colored with a slight redness, tears staining my ghostly pale skin, my messy raven hair framing my face, lips pulling downward scowling at my own ugliness. My eyes travel south taking note of my skinny boney body, making my looked starved and the baggy clothes hanging of my frame as if they were held by almost nothing. I avert my attention and look under the sink, pulling out a small box filled with razors and band-aids. My thin spider-like fingers grasp the lock, unfastening it and pushing the lid off. My hand sinks in and pulls out a sharp cool blade. My body trembles, slowly positioning the razor above my wrist, as I shake from anticipation. With a quick swipe, the razor blade cuts my wrist swiftly and a sick smile blooms upon my face. This self-abuse gives me a sick, sweet satisfaction, relief washes over me and I feel okay just for a minute. But the relief fades and the pain begins to arise from my chest, flowing through me once again. The dread returns full on and my tears threaten to spill over once more. I give a sad sigh, and wonder how I could make all the pain go away…