Just a one shot little thing i wrote out of bordem ^^ Please read and review. This story will be from matts pov if anyone gets confused.

disclaimer: I do not own Death Note

The sound, its sickening crunch making a morbid rhythm. I cannot take this anymore…

Scream

Smack

Squish

Silence

Over and over, it never ended, sickening me to no end. It was as often and precise as clock work. Never missed its beats. Sometimes it would be merciful and play softly, sounds only tickling the ear. Other nights it would play as if a small army had taken their place outside the walls. Every drum roll sounding another attack, one after another, shaking the walls. Though I kept quiet, but you cannot judge me…You would never understand. It was far better him than I. I could no longer take the beatings for the small boy, but he never said a word. He just smiled at me, as if I was ever the only light…The grey between the black and white. Who is someone to prove me wrong for what I have done, or never did? Justify us all…I was never the only one to hear the screams. A secret everyone knew, but yet never tells.

White to black

Black to blue

Blue to red

Red to white

Repeat

Have you ever seen the colors of the rainbow painted on white canvas? I have, Sick yet beautiful in ways I cannot explain. Sometimes I understand while Miheal does these crude things to the frail sheep. It's art in a new since, a line of red and a splash of black dancing across a live piece. His signature broad and clear as day in full view to show who the artist had been. These Shadows often danced past open doors, twisting and turning in a dominating demeanor. The quick rise and fall of a predators prey's breath, as it is backed in the corner. Empty eyes watching me beyond the monster. Not asking for help, nothing more but to know someone was there as the fists beat down.

Frown

Whisper

Shush

Silence

We all wait in silence, Listening from the play room, silently wondering to ourselves when would we help, or who. No one ever did do a thing. They Just watched as the small boy would stumble into the room silently sitting down, a thick feeling in the air. It would never bother him. He would just sit there and play, his head down, bruises littered his every being. No one said a word to him, ignoring the albino like a plague. No one wanted to label themselves as next…and it was always better to happen to someone that was not you. Someone who never would say a word, making it easier to ignore what really happened behind those walls. I should have helped…I should have tried. Now a pool of blood surrounding Nears delicate porcelain skin. His hair framing his delicate face as a look of content was frozen to his features. His eyes darker then they should ever be, nothing left in his lifeless eyes. When can you tell when something has gone too far…When you can never turn back again..the breaking point. The only thing is…I regret nothing….I…

Hear no, see no, speak no evil

Thank you for reading ^^ if you did not understand the end part when matt has no regretts..well i do not want to spoil it for others on the reasening hinted so if you would like to know then please message me ^^ if you understand then pat on the back~ review please? C: