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Incorrect Death Note Quotes (2)

Light Yagami: I prayed for the death of Ryuzaki many times and I felt bad everytime I did it but I kept doing it anyway. Now I know you understood everything. Praise Kira, Hallelujah.

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I Hate That I Relate to This Part 9

I open my eyes to stare up at my ceiling. I feel warm, warmer than usual. I look down to see Eliza is sleeping in my arms, snoring slightly. I smile. For a second, I’d forgotten she’s here. It definitely has made my morning better.

Sunlight in streaming into my room at a steep angle. Must be midday, I think. Thank God it’s a Saturday. I look at Eliza, and once again I smile. She looks so peaceful when she’s sleeping. I let her borrow own of my sweatshirts, which is a bit big on her, but I think it makes her look gorgeous. What am I too her, though?

I don’t know if I’m a chick. Sure, I have the parts and everything, but usually I just don’t care. I dress the way I dress, whatever I feel. People call me whatever they think I might be, and I don’t care. Usually I wear a sweatshirt and black skinny jeans. That with my short hair makes me look pretty androsious.

Well, Eliza doesn’t know that so she’ll probably just call me her girlfriend if we’re a thing. Are we a thing?

Before I can think about it more, though, my thoughts are interrupted by Eliza moving. She adjust herself so that her head is right by my neck. I feel myself blushing. A second later, I hear her groaning, “I don’t wanna wake up….”

“You have to, Eliza,” I chuckle.

She shoots up and whips her head around. Then she looks at me and her eyes soften. She starts to laugh as she says, “Oh my god, I forgot I slept here. Wow.”

Her and I lay in bed for a few more minutes until Eliza wants to get up. “Why?” I groan.

Eliza laughs. “Because! I want to do something with you!

“ Okay, okay. But let’s leave through my fire escape.

“Why?”

“My guardians…. I don’t know how they would react to you…” I try to smile, but it looks fake. I’ve told Eliza some things, but she doesn’t really know the half of it. “They’re very… passionate people.”

Eliza nods solemnly, and I know she understands. “Well, shall we get going?”

“Of course, my lady.” I get out of bed and put another one of my sweatshirts on, the opening my bedside drawer and manage to slip a pocket knife in the pockets without Eliza seeing. When I’m ready, I point us to the fire escape and we make our way down. When we reach the floor, I let my hand find its way into hers. I lead her as we walk towards the seven eleven.

“Are we seriously going to seven eleven on our first date?” Eliza laughs and we walk down the bustling street.

I blush. Did she just call this a date? But I don’t know what to say, instead I chuckle, “Yeah, I guess. I promise I won’t go psycho and try to blow up the school.”

“And I won’t fake suicide,” Eliza laughs. I could tell she’s relaxed, but I’m on edge. My other hand is in my pocket, gripping my pocket knife. I don’t live in a bad part of town, but I most certainly don’t live in a good one. Last night we were both so emotional we didn’t pay attention to anything else.

I do manage to loosen up by the time we make it to 7/11, Eliza helps of course. She calms me and makes me laugh. I open the door and bow as she steps inside. “My lady.”

The store is abandoned, only us and the employee. “So, what kind of slush do you want?” I ask Eliza.

“Cherry! Should I grab some chips for us?”

“Good idea!” I say as I start to fill a large cup with cherry slushie. As I fill the second one, Eliza picks up some salt and vinegar chips and we meet up at the register. I pull out my wallet, saying, “I’ll pay.”

Eliza shoved my hand away and laughs. “Come on, let me pay.”

I stare at her for a second, and she stares me back, with a I’m not going to let this go expression on her face. I smirk then overdramatically sigh. “Fine.”

Eliza handed the man a twenty dollar bill. He takes it and hands her the receipt. “Have a good day!” he says.

We make our way outside of the store and sit down on one of the benches . “It’s a beautiful day outside, right?” Eliza says.

“I guess.” It’s a sunny afternoon, but because of all the tall buildings, the sunlight had isn’t not overwhelming. There’s large, cotton like clouds in the sky, the ones that made the best shapes. The skys are like this in every city, no matter where I go. I can’t decide if it provides comfort or makes everything worse. “Not as beautiful as you, though.”

Eliza giggles and shoves me playfully. “Shut up!”

Wrap my arm around her and kiss her cheek. “No.”

We take a moment to just be with each other. People hustle by, but we don’t care. “Eliza. When are you going to go home?”

Eliza is silent.

“What? What’s wrong?”

Eliza shrugs as she mutters. “My parents didn’t believe me. They saw him kissing me in the car… and they assumed I was cool with it. I just don’t want to deal with the ridicule.”

I rub her back as I try to think of what to say. I mean, how do you respond to that? I sigh. “What if we could just run away. Move to a calm town, get a nice job. That'd be nice.”

“Yeah. But we’re not adults yet, no way to get a decent  job.” Eliza mutters. I sigh. She’s right..Suddenly, she sits up. Before I could ask anything, she grabbed my face and made me look at her. “Promise me as soon as we graduate we’ll move in together. Fuck the rest of the world.”

My eyes widen. Eliza barley curses. “Of course!” As soon as I say that, her tough act falls and she collapses into my arms. “You’re all I have. I could never leave you,” I whisper to her. I feel her relax.

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