You are invited to celebrate the wedding of

Disclaimer: Digimon's not mine. You should have known that already.

This is in Hikari's POV. The POV switches in the end though. I don't feel like saying who it is so figure it out. It's pretty obvious, to me anyway.

A Love That Will Never Be

By: Ayame Takaishi

You are invited to celebrate the wedding of

Takeru Takaishi

and

Angel Araki

I can do nothing else but stare at the words that has destroyed my dreams…forever. I never realized I loved him. Only until he met her. I used to think of him as my best friend. Not any more. When I look at him all I think are romantic thoughts. The possibilities of our wedding, our future would swim through my head. I tried to conceal them, push away these feelings I had for him. I failed. They would always return. I remember that day, that day that I first met her. It was during our last year in high school…

*flashback*

"Class, we have a new student."

Everyone turned their attention to the front of the class. A small girl walked hesitantly into the class she turned to face them and looked up. She introduced herself.

"Umm. Hi my name is Angel. I just moved here. It's nice to meet you."

The teacher began to look on where to seat her.

"Uhhh. Let's see now…sit next to Takeru. He's the one in the back with the blond hair. He'll help you out."

She started her way up to the empty seat next to Takeru.

*End Flashback*

That was six years ago. Six long years of pain. The pain of seeing them together. The pain of knowing that I would never have a chance.

I don't know if I can keep up this act anymore. I know for sure that I can't go to the wedding. It's too hard. Should I just end my life right now? Do I have the courage?

My more responsible side tells me to move on. Get over Takeru. But it quickly gets pushed back as the pain returns.

I grab the pad of paper sitting next to the phone. I write a quick note. I tear the one sheet from the rest and run to the kitchen. As I reach the kitchen I start to slow down. Can I really do this? End my life?

Images of Takeru and Angel flash through my mind. My hand slowly reaches for the knob of the drawer. It slides open with ease. I pull out a small knife. I raise it slowly to my wrist.

"Gomen," I call out to everyone.

I slash my left wrist.

"Aishiteru…"

I switch the knife to my left hand. I slash my right wrist. I look at the thin red lines going down my arm. Blood is seeping out. With the blood I feel my life slowly leave me. I know I have but mere seconds left to my life.

"Aishiteru, Takeru," I whisper as my life runs out and I collapse on the floor.

Across town…

I wake up suddenly and sit up right in bed. What's this sudden coldness I feel? I hear words in my mind.

"Aishiteru, Takeru."

I recognize the voice.

"Hikari?" I whisper aloud to no one.

I can't believe I wrote a death story. I'm kinda depressed right now so that's why this story's different from my usual sappy stuffs. As always R&R. And go ahead and flame me. If it gets me more depressed then I can write more drama stuffs which I like. Either way just tell me what you think. Kay?