Hey everyone here's the new story! I hope you enjoy!

THE ANGEL OF HOPE

CRASHING DOWN

TAKERU'S HOUSE (TK'S POV)

I'm Takeru Takashi the happy go lucky guy who can NEVER get depressed and always has to be happy. It's a load of crap, of bullshit.

No one knows me or even wants to. The reason I keep this facada is because of them, they don't know the guy who swears and hates smiling and is depressed but it's for their own good. Only Matt knows what happened when we were young and he doesn't even know whats happening now. My mom lost custody of me because she was always out and I moved in with my dad and Matt but he moved into a apartment with Tai. They're not gay just REALLY good friends. When he left my dad started drinking and then abusing me. It's getting hard to explain all the bruises and cuts I get if there noticeble. I don't even tell the DD's whats going on. Speaking of which I'm late for school better get going.

(NORMAL POV)

Tk walks silently to the living room hoping not to wake his dad but unlucky for him fate had a different idea. He walks unknowingly towards a pile of empty beer bottles his father drank and left out in the middle of the dark room.

"Shit!" He curses, falling over into the beer bottles making a loud shattering noise as the bottles break. He lands in the broken glass from the beer bottles he broke cutting his arms into ribbons but thats the least of his problems because the monster woke up.

"TK!" His father screams angrily.

D-dad," Tk says scared.

"GET YOUR FUCKING ASS OFF THE FLOOR AND GET YOUR POOR EXCUSE OF A SON TO SCHOOL! IT'S NOT LIKE YOU TRY ANYMORE ANYWAYS, I MEAN LIKE GETTING HOME LATE AND GETTING BAD GRADES! WHAT THE HELLS YOUR PROBLEM," His father rages at him.

'It's not my fault we gotta go to the digital world,' Tk thought. Slowly he stood up from the floor just in time to see a fist comming strait towards him. It hits head on right on his left eye.

"GET YOUR FUCKING ASS TO SCHOOL AND STOP LAZING AROUND YOU GOD DAMN CHILD!" His dad curses while kneeing him in the stomuch and slamming him into the wall with a loud smack.

"S ... sorry I was on my way but I fell," Tk says in a small voice getting up AGAIN.

"NOW GO GET CLEANED UP AND GET GOING."

Tk runs to the bathroom ignoring his pain and looks in the mirror at his black eye starting to already appear. His stomach was hurting, his head pounding(because of hitting his head of the wall) and his arms that were torn into pieces burning. He carefully bandeges his arms from his secretly stashed First aid kit before running out to the front door after grabbing his skateboard because he already knew he missed the bus.

He finally got to school already missing his first 3 periods and heads for the lunch room for their little lunch break.

SCHOOL LUNCH ROOM (TK'S POV)

"TK! TK! TK! WAKE UPPPPPPP!" The voice penetrates his dream.

"HUH," I gasp as I spring into an upright position

"Hey Tk," A girl in pink says.

"Oh hey Kari," I reply smiling.

"HEY! THATS ALL YOU CAN SAY WHILE I WAS WORRYING SICK ABOUT YOU NOT AT SCHOOl ONLY TO FIND YOU SLEEPING IN THE CAFETERIA!" Kari yells.

"Sorry Kari! I didn't mean to," I apologize.

'Sigh' "Tk whats going on with you? We use to be so close I feel like we're drifting apart," Kari says.

"Kari nothings changed, were still friends," I assure her.

"Ok but promise me if there's something wrong you'll tell me," She begs.

"Ok, I promise," I say.

"Look there's Davis! Hey Davis! Over here!" Kari yells grabbing Davis's attention.

"Oh! Hey guys. I see you found Tk," Davis says as he walks over to us.

"Hey Dai! What's new," I ask.

Me and Davis have become pretty close friends. We still fight but thats just how we show are friendship.

"So did ya get in a fight or something?" Davis asks.

"What?" I ask confused.

"Your black eye," Kari enlightens me.

"Oh ya! On my way to school this guy knocked me off my skateboard and a fist fight started," I lie.

"Teeks?" kari questions unbelievingly.

RING RING

Thank god saved by the bell.

AFTER SCHOOL (TK'S POV)

"Well see you later," I said.

"No way man! We need to talk, what's going on?" Davis asks.

"Nothing Dai! What's got you so paranoid?" I ask.

"We're best friends and you still are hiding things and won't tell me!" Davis accuses.

"Well at least I don't stuff my face, yell at my friends and constantly act as if Kari's yours when she's not. Your my friend, yes, but even someone as happy and never has a problem guy, who never blows up at anyone needs a break. Why can't I have problems or be mad or sad without people demanding questions because of my actions?" I yell angrily.

The way he looked at me I then realize what I said. It wasn't my fault. I didn't mean it. His eye's becomenwet. I'm gonna be guilty, I brought my best friend to tears. I have to go but tomorrow I'll apologize and be the happy guy again. Everything will be fine.

I turn from his crying eyes and the hurt I caused him. I can't stand to look at his face any more. It's too sad. Dai isn't crying because of what I said only about who I am. I'm his best friend and I said that. His very best friend since the start of our middle school. I let him down.

"I'm sorry," I whisper just loud enough for him to hear as I race off. My whispered words caught by the wind and traveled to his eardrums. I hope come tomorrow he'll forgive me.

TAKERU'S ROOM (TK'S POV)

I was sitting in my room thinking how my life has gone down the drain. I can't keep up the smiling and I'm running out of excuses about the injures from my dad. Me and Davis are fighting. All I have left is Patamon and he's in the digiworld today. Today's his day to look out for danger, every week once a week one of our digimon stay in the digiworld with the older digidestains digimon to look out for trouble just incase we don't get a warning on our D3's(ps i really don't know how they know when theres trouble in the digiworld). I'll be getting him tomorrow. He's the only one who knows the real me who is abused, is in love with Kari, and has problems.

As my life comes crashind down I drift off to sleep. I was pretty tired it was 10:00 and I never sleep well. It's like whenever I have a problem I put it on this shelf in my mind to deal with later but It never gets done. Every new problem I get goes up there after time it builds up. After the fight with Davis it got overfilled and the shelfs gave away so all it's contents came crashing back down on me at once so I can't handle it. Now there's nothing I can do.

Maybe I should...

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