Title: Give Up
Author: Cadence
Rating: PG
Warnings: Spoilers for late-series Death Note.
Word Count: 200
Summary: It's the other part that's hard.
( Give Up )
Title: Wednesday Morning
Author: vagablonde
Rating: teen
Warnings: none
Word Count: 271
Summary: First steps are the hardest
Author's Notes: Prompt: 4. Ain't it hard when you discover that, he wasn't really where it's at, after he took from you everything he could steal. How does it feel?
He packed carefully - he'd always been somewhat meticulous about his clothes. He folded them each a certain way, t-shirts efficiently reduced to exacting rectangles, underwear into smaller squares, socks matched and rolled together in pairs, pants a series of blue-denim and khaki-coloured rolls. Things wrinkled less that way - if he were careful, they didn't wrinkle at all. It was something he could control.
He rearranged the top layer so it lay more evenly.
"Will you at least say something??"
The words were harsh and angry; familiar. He folded the top of the bag inward, catching up the zipper. It rumbled through the heavy fabric as he closed the bag.
"If you're waiting for an apology, you're gonna have to be listening to me before you can hear it."
He was tired; suddenly, completely, tired. It was too far to the front door, too far down the hallway, too far to the door of the room. He wasn't going to make it.
He swallowed, picking up the bag. It wasn't much - but it was everything that was his. He breathed out, not realizing he'd been holding his breath. Trophies, pictures, his diploma, the car keys - all he had to trade to have them was his entire life.
He glanced at his watch.
The first step was the hardest. He made it, then another, just as hard. He was at the door.
"If you leave, you can't come back."
"I won't," he finally answered, his voice hard and rough from silence.
He pulled the door closed behind him, shutting off the multimillion dollar house and the perfectly manicured lawn.