I Don't Give A Damn About You

Chapter 1



Author's Note: This story will become Yaoi/Slash/Male x Male!! Don't read if you don't like that! Flames will be used to roast mangoes and hotdogs. Please R/R! Thankies! ^_^

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Rain poured down around me as I walked home to my apartment. My tears mixing with it as sobbed silently. My mind wandered to happy memories that I would never have a chance of having again. I pushed through the double doors into the apartment building returning to the dreary present. Rain dripped of my golden blond hair that was soaking wet, my green jacket almost black from it. I tromped upstairs hiding my tear filled blue eyes from the desk clerk. Finally I reached my door shoving my key in and turning the doorknob as I ripped the key out again and stepped inside. I fell face first onto the couch shoving my face into a pillow as I began to sob uncontrollably.

My body shook as I completely broke down. How could she leave me so easily? We were together almost a year and out of the blue.... Does she even care? Will this even way on her conscience? Is she out partying even now like she usually does on Fridays?

I rolled over just letting the tears fall soaking the pillow. My dad was on another business trip for a couple more days so there would be no one here. I now officially hated 10th grade, it was an evil, horrible grade and was an awful year. How can I keep living? I feel like I've been put in a blender and then run over by a train. How can anything hurt so much? How can I love someone who would hurt me so much?

"How could you do this to me!?" I yelled to the ceiling. I flung my arms around myself as I tried to choke down more racking sobs. I was shaking violently as I sat up heading towards the bathroom. Life isn't worth living anymore. I thought as I stumbled to the medicine cabinet. I pulled out a bottle labeled Advil. A warning stood out in bright red on the back as I popped open the bottle. "Warning: Do not take more than two every four hours. If you consume more than two in please contact poison control."

I downed the whole bottle in one swallow as I stumble back to the couch. Then I thought how no one knew what had happened and picked up the phone deciding to give one last goodbye to my closest friend. I picked up the phone on the coffee table in front of the couch. I punched in the one number that I had memorized besides my girlfriends. I heard the ring as I began to feel a little queasy.

"Hello. This is the Kamiya residence. May I ask who's speaking?" His mom's familiar voice rang in my ears as I choked out a reply. "This is Matt."

"Oh, Hi Matt. I'll get Tai for you." She said in a cheery voice. I heard her call him over telling him I was on the phone.

"Hey Man. How are you?" He said just like normal.

"Tai...?"I almost whispered into the phone my voice cracking as I did so.

"Matt?"

"Tai...She dumped me." I cracked out as was racked by several more sobs. I suddenly felt so weak and my vision seemed a little blurry.

"Oh, Man. Do you need me to come over? Are you gonna be okay?" He said sympathetically.

"I...I don't feel so well." I said as my head felt light and I began feeling very dizzy.

"Matt..Matt?" Tai said his voice slightly higher as he became more worried, "Matt are you drunk?"

"I...I think I took some Advil..." I said everything seemed kind of far away like I was getting bad reception. It wasn't registering that the Advil was taking an effect.

"How much did you take? Matt? Matt!?"

"Huh? I dunno...a lot...I think....." My mind trailed off my vision dying.

"Matt!! I'm calling 911. Hold on buddy. I'll be over soon. Just don't go anywhere. Hold on...." That was the last thing I heard as everything went black.





Author's Note: This is my first real Digimon fic! Yay! This is not a Mary Sue either like most of my stories. Hey I only write the mary sue stories because I find them easier to write. Also the chapters after this will not be in first person. Yay! Sorry for any viewpoint mistakes I have a bad habit of switching tenses. Please R/R! Thankies! ^_^