Jealousy
He felt the wretched emotion boil inside him; the sickening feeling beginning to course through his body. This wasn't fair, it wasn't right. She wasn't supposed to leave him, and they weren't supposed to be together. But there he was, standing off one the sidelines while he watched them from afar. The sight of them together only brought up more unsettling emotions that he didn't want to feel. When she moved on, he had been left alone, leaving him to dwell on the melancholy thoughts of their failed relationship.
For some reason, he still couldn't except that they had gone their separate ways. Even after promising to remain friends after things between them had ended, he still couldn't help feeling this way. The friendship that they once had couldn't be brought back and she knew that, yet she still insisted anyway. Why would she do that to him? To have the ability to cause him more pain? Was she truly that cruel to do such a thing? Did she have intentions all along to do this to him? To make him fall in love with her, only to end up leaving him and going to his best friend? It didn't make any sense.
Even if that were true, it wouldn't change how he felt at the moment. He missed her. He missed the way she would run her dainty fingers through his hair. The warmth she gave off when she would lie with him in his arms. The way her heels would click against the tiles whenever she ran toward him. He desperately wanted her back and most likely have done anything to make it so. He didn't understand why she had left him for his best friend. What did the blond have that he didn't?
It was taking over him, it was jealousy.
a/n: Just a little drabble that I decided to write when I was doing an update for "Now and Then." It had been a while since I've done something like this, so I figured it'd be a nice break. This mini-fic was inspired by the song "Jealousy" - Ailee feat. Decipher. By the way, I don't own Digimon, song, etc. and all that other disclaimer stuff.