Watching Over Me
Watching Over Me
A/N: Ok, so basically this story is about the feelings of some of the digidestined after Tai died. Kinda angsty, but not really. A lost of unrealized love, and regret and such. Couples I think are: Taiora, Taito, Daiken, Koumi. Oh and a little Takari. Yeah, so there will be a lot of chapters because every chapter is another digidestined feelings about it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon, and I sure as heck don't own this plot, because it is fairly overused. Oh well, I couldn't help it.
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This is not happening. This did not happen. I did not lose the single most important thing in my life. I did not. This is just a horrible, twisted nightmare, and soon he'll
be poking me in the side to get up. Yeah, that's it. I'm dreaming. But then why does it feel so real? If it's just a dream why do I have the images burned in my mind?
Why whenever I shut my eyes, the horrible images come back in my mind. Whenever I close my eyes instead of seeing the familiar black, I'm faced with the sight
that makes my stomach heave. Blood, pools of blood seeping out his clothes. His ragged breathing. His struggle to even say goodbye to us. Why did it have to be
him? Why couldn't it have been Matt, Joe, or anyone else? Oh god, how could I even think that? I'm a horrible person because even though I know how wrong it is, I
still wish it was true. Anyone else, I don't care who, just not him. He didn't deserve to die! Out of all of us, he was the one who didn't deserve it. Oh, god. He won't
even get to go to college. He won't get to a chance at the World Cup. He won't be able to do anything he dreamed of. Why in Gods name did it have to be my
brother? It has already been a month since the 'accident' as it is so idiotically referred to. That was not an accident. That was my brother being his usual self
righteous self, saving people lives. And people won't even know. No one will know that my brother died saving someone else. No one will know that he gave his life
so another could live. I can't even say her name. I can't look at her. It's not her fault, but when stuff like this happens, you need someone to blame it on. She never
asked for my brother to save her, but if she hadn't been in that spot, at that moment he would still be alive. I can't believe she took him away from me. Everyone's
saying it's not her fault, and she must be going through so much. Like hell, it's not her fault. I hate her. I absolutely hate her. I know it's not fair, but why should I
care. People say I've grown bitter. Well, I need some way to get the pain out, now don't I? Crying didn't work. I cried. Oh, I cried for days at a time. But it wasn't
enough to express the immense pain I felt in my very core. Crying didn't justify it. I know I should probably see how my parents are doing. They did after all, lost
their only son. You should have seen the look on my mother's face, when she heard. It's like life lost all meaning. But she didn't see him die. She didn't see the life
slowly and mercilessly drain out of him. No one understands me. Some people say I'm going crazy, and maybe I am. My crest hasn't glowed since that day. He was
my light. And now he's gone. And he's never coming back.
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A/N: Yeah, that was Kari's POV. Duh. Well, I will have more peoples POV. This is depressing writing. Oh well. Don't flame, cause I really am not worth your time. Please review if you have anything to say. Not a lot of Takari, but it will have hints when it's in T.K.s POV. So yeah, read my oneshot and review, and check out my profile which is updated daily!