For You
Fanfic By DigiFreak103
Disclaimer – I don't own Digimon or itscharacters...they're just my friends. Inspired by the song For You
Here I am standing in the bathroom again, holding a knife in my hand. But this time, I will succeed. Succeed to be in a better place, unlike this one. Mother doesn't care about me so she probably wouldn't notice I'm gone. After all the Digimon went back to the Digital World, I didn't have anyone to talk to anymore. Grandma died after having a severe heart attack, so she's not here anymore, either. Dad left my mom because of me, so he's never coming back.
When I was little, dad was still with us. He would beat me, like I was his punching bag. I still have scars and memories of those times. I remember him saying that I was pathetic, that I was useless every time we would go on his beating spree, and what did mom do? Nothing. She stood there watching me get beaten up by my own father. It was about time when she kicked him out of the house. There's something she did to actually help me.
Ever since I can remember, no one ever heard me out, ever listened to what I had to say. I was alone, locked in silence with no way out. No one can help me now because it's to late for that. It was as if I was living by myself, not being noticed anyone. I walk on the streets and people just run into me without saying anything, like I'm invisible or something.
Grandma and Renamon were the only people that cared. They were the only one's that listened. And now, they're gone. Gone forever and never to come back. Without them around, I'm a nothing, just alone in my own little world.
The tamers just wanted me there because I was strong. Strong and experienced to fight all those Digimon. Without me, they wouldn't have made it. Henry was such a dork, thinking that I didn't have a heart. I did have one, yet it seems that I lost that and everything else. Kazu calling me crazy when he's the one yappin' his mouth off. They weren't friends. They were just there because we all had Digimon.
I am not going to regret what I am about to do. It is clear to me now, that no one wants me around them. That I am just a pest that deserves nothing more than to die. No one will ever notice. Ever notice that I am gone. I leave this cruel and lone world for much better place, for you.