This is my first Digimon fanfic. It is a Angst/Drama fic with some romance and focuses on Daisuke. Also KumoFuzei my unofficial beta helped me write and edit this chapter. Please review.
Warnings for this chapter
Angst
Disclaimer I do not own Digimon in any way shape or form!
I'm in here.
I'm trying to tell you something.
Can anybody help?
I'm in here.
I'm calling out but you cant hear.
Can anybody help?
Song: I'm in here
Artist: Sia
I am still shaking as I take my phone out of my pocket with my good arm. Looking through my list of contacts I think: Ken? No, he is busy with Miyako this week. Taichi? No, he has soccer practice. Yamato? No, he has a rehearsal with his band. That leaves only Hikari or Takeru... I can't let Hikari know about this, it will break her spirit. Fine then, Takeru it is. I press the call button gingerly. About three minutes of ringing repeatedly, Takeru finely picks up with a bored: "hello"
"...sorry to bother you Takeru" I say apologetically. "This is Takeru leave a message after the beep." he finishes Oh it's the voice mail... "um never mind it's not important" I say as I hang up.
I stare at my arm, it's still bleeding. I look around desperately for some way to get help... I spot some tissues on my computer desk and rush over. Grabbing one I hold it to my arm and wince as pain tingles through my arm. It quickly turns crimson red so I grab more and decide there is no choice. I have to go to the hospital myself. I make sure the blood is stemmed enough before I slowly open my door and see my mom sleeping soundly with a bottle in her hand. Oh, how I wished it didn't always end up like this.
It took me five minute to creep downstairs and grab the key to my bike lock, I twist it in the lock and push my bike outside with my good hand. I close the door gently, careful not to wake mom again. My arm feels weak and my head is spinning, but I know. I have to get to hospital. I clamber onto my bike and try to ride using just one hand, it proves difficult to say the least. I get to my drive before I fall over and scrape my knee, more blood... great!
I look up, terrified as I see Joe, what is he doing here! He turns and sees me and rushes over, oh great!
"What's wrong Daisuke?" he asks as I lay there, in pain "Nothing, I hurt myself when I was playing basketball" I reply, thinking of the only thing I can. Joe sighs "Come on, I'll take you to the hospital" Joe says with a smile. Lifting me up he walks me back to his car, when was the last time someone was this kind without wanting something from me in return? I fall into a light sleep as he drives to the hospital. We get there and he takes me inside, sitting me down he walks over to the counter and explains the situation, the nurse nods and looks at me a few times. She knows something is up but since Joe was fighting my cause mom would be safe. Joe walks back and smiles "Hey, I can't stay but here is my number, call it when you are done and I'll drive you home, okay?" he says with a smile as he hands a slip of paper into my good hand. I pocket it with a smile. It's just a shame I don't want to go home.
It takes around ten minutes for a doctor to see me, and the entire time I waited for him I was in turmoil. What would I say, he wouldn't be as easy to convince as Joe. What could I do?