Life Isn't a Picnic
by: YamatoLuv7
Standard diclaimers apply.
A/N. Story will be from Davis's POV. Also, Davis and the others are 15, Cody is 13,
and the older DD are about 18.
I'm not quite sure how it happened, but it did. Just moments ago, my heart was torn
out of my chest and vigorously stomped on by the one girl I loved. The one perfect
being in this universe. By Kari Kamiya. She'd flirted with me and pretended she
cared just to make TK jealous. TK. God do I hate him. He ruined my one chance at
happiness. He took away the one thing that I lived for. I mean, without my love for
Kari to focus on, my life would be unbearable. It wasn't like it was bearable before.
In fact, it was a living hell. But I at least had something to focus on and make my
life a little happier. But now, it's all gone. Now, I'm back to the unbearable life
that I've grown to accept. Although, I can't help but wonder, 'Why me'? I mean, why
does God hate me so much? What. Did he just decide one morning, 'Hey, let's make
Davis's life miserable'? He probably created me for the sole benefit of his own
entertainment. So he could laugh at the ongoings of 'the LOSER'. The friendless loser
at that. I used to think that I had good friends who actually cared about me, but not
anymore. They all seem to have forgotten I even exist. To them, I'm just a fly on the
wall. And speak of the devils, there's some of them now. It looks like Kari, TK,
Yolei, Cody, Tai, and Matt. Great, there's a whole pack of them. Well, maybe they
won't notice me. I'm almost past them when I hear a voice calling to me.
"Hey, Davis. How's it going?" Oh, it's Tai.
"Just fine Tai," I say. I turn and look and them and notice that the others are all
looking at the ground. Ignoring me. Now I really do feel like a fly on the wall.
"You sure?" he asks. He sounds a little concerned.
"Yeah, you look a little upset," says Matt.
"I'm sure guys," I lie. "Look, I gotta go, but I'll see ya around, ok?" I reply, as I
turn and continue on my way.
"Yeah, sure," they reply, a little confused as to my behavior.
I wave and hurry off toward my apartment building. I mount the steps and arrive at the
fourth floor in record time. Now where's the...Oh there it is. I pull the key out of
my pocket and push the door open only to be greeted by the shouts of his parents.
Wonderful. I wonder what they're fighting about this time? Probably something stupid.
Like usual, I just head to my room. I'm trying my best not to be noticed, only, I'm not
very successful. As I walk past the living room, my father calls me.
"Davis. Where the hell have you been?" Oh great. He sounds really pissed.
"I went for a walk," I rely a little nervously. My dad never ever talks to me when he
and my mother are fighting, unless the fights about me. I have a feeling that this
isn't going to be a pleasant 'conversation'.
"You went for a walk," my father says as his voice raises. "You know what, I'm sick
of your excuses. Your never here to help out your mother and me and when you are, your
laying around doing nothing. You do absolutely nothing to help us. You don't earn
your keep. Now, what should we do with you?"
"I think we should thow him out" my mother pipes in.
Oh shit. Why did this have to come up now. This can't be happening. What am I going
to do.
"Yes Davis. I think you should leave. You have one day to find a place of your own and
move into it. After that your out on the streets." I open my mouth to speak, but he
cuts me off. "Not a word from you. You're lucky we're giving you time to find a place."
I nod dumbly and turn to leave. They can't do this, can they? Of course they can.
They're my parents. As I walk out the door I have just one thing on my mind. "What
did I do to deserve this?"
A/N. What do you think? Should I continue? Please Review. I'd love to know what
you think. YamatoLuv7
by: YamatoLuv7
Standard diclaimers apply.
A/N. Story will be from Davis's POV. Also, Davis and the others are 15, Cody is 13,
and the older DD are about 18.
I'm not quite sure how it happened, but it did. Just moments ago, my heart was torn
out of my chest and vigorously stomped on by the one girl I loved. The one perfect
being in this universe. By Kari Kamiya. She'd flirted with me and pretended she
cared just to make TK jealous. TK. God do I hate him. He ruined my one chance at
happiness. He took away the one thing that I lived for. I mean, without my love for
Kari to focus on, my life would be unbearable. It wasn't like it was bearable before.
In fact, it was a living hell. But I at least had something to focus on and make my
life a little happier. But now, it's all gone. Now, I'm back to the unbearable life
that I've grown to accept. Although, I can't help but wonder, 'Why me'? I mean, why
does God hate me so much? What. Did he just decide one morning, 'Hey, let's make
Davis's life miserable'? He probably created me for the sole benefit of his own
entertainment. So he could laugh at the ongoings of 'the LOSER'. The friendless loser
at that. I used to think that I had good friends who actually cared about me, but not
anymore. They all seem to have forgotten I even exist. To them, I'm just a fly on the
wall. And speak of the devils, there's some of them now. It looks like Kari, TK,
Yolei, Cody, Tai, and Matt. Great, there's a whole pack of them. Well, maybe they
won't notice me. I'm almost past them when I hear a voice calling to me.
"Hey, Davis. How's it going?" Oh, it's Tai.
"Just fine Tai," I say. I turn and look and them and notice that the others are all
looking at the ground. Ignoring me. Now I really do feel like a fly on the wall.
"You sure?" he asks. He sounds a little concerned.
"Yeah, you look a little upset," says Matt.
"I'm sure guys," I lie. "Look, I gotta go, but I'll see ya around, ok?" I reply, as I
turn and continue on my way.
"Yeah, sure," they reply, a little confused as to my behavior.
I wave and hurry off toward my apartment building. I mount the steps and arrive at the
fourth floor in record time. Now where's the...Oh there it is. I pull the key out of
my pocket and push the door open only to be greeted by the shouts of his parents.
Wonderful. I wonder what they're fighting about this time? Probably something stupid.
Like usual, I just head to my room. I'm trying my best not to be noticed, only, I'm not
very successful. As I walk past the living room, my father calls me.
"Davis. Where the hell have you been?" Oh great. He sounds really pissed.
"I went for a walk," I rely a little nervously. My dad never ever talks to me when he
and my mother are fighting, unless the fights about me. I have a feeling that this
isn't going to be a pleasant 'conversation'.
"You went for a walk," my father says as his voice raises. "You know what, I'm sick
of your excuses. Your never here to help out your mother and me and when you are, your
laying around doing nothing. You do absolutely nothing to help us. You don't earn
your keep. Now, what should we do with you?"
"I think we should thow him out" my mother pipes in.
Oh shit. Why did this have to come up now. This can't be happening. What am I going
to do.
"Yes Davis. I think you should leave. You have one day to find a place of your own and
move into it. After that your out on the streets." I open my mouth to speak, but he
cuts me off. "Not a word from you. You're lucky we're giving you time to find a place."
I nod dumbly and turn to leave. They can't do this, can they? Of course they can.
They're my parents. As I walk out the door I have just one thing on my mind. "What
did I do to deserve this?"
A/N. What do you think? Should I continue? Please Review. I'd love to know what
you think. YamatoLuv7