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DISCLAIMER: YES, I OWN DIGIMON! (that was sarcasm.)
Parts 1 (Monday) and 3 (Wednsday) are posted under Emily's name, Moonchild. I have Tuesday (2) on my name too. Confusing, huh? TK: Not really but if you say so, Mimi. *glomps TK* SHHH! um..yeah. if you dont want to go find the other chapters, that sucks cause you're going to be waaaaaay lost! By the way, "Promise" by Eve6 is one of my most favoritest songs in the world! Well, onto the story!
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I'll stop talking now. ONTO THE STORY!
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The next day Mimi couldn't bring herself to call Matt. After all, he had first cheated on her and then left her standing in the rain. What surer sign of a guy not wanting to be with you do you need? After she finished enough work for the day, she went out for a jog, taking her walkman with her. "Moshi Moshi! Welcome to 102.5, MST! Now for 10 minutes of non-stop music! First up, 'Promise' by MAX. Sleeping through the evening, singing dreams inside my head, I'm heading out... Mimi's hand flicked another preset button at the sound of Matt's strong bass voice. Could she get him out of her life for 5 seconds? UGH! What right did he have, to ruin her life like this? What's with this? How come all of a sudden it's coming back NOW? she inwardly screamed, and started to sprint, seeing nothing but the blurred pavement speed by, the cracks and strains fading into nothingness.
Matt sighed, and sprawled out under the tree. He couldn't believe he had just left Mimi standing in the rain. Well, Matt, what SHOULD you have done? He closed his eyes. Um...I don't know... uh...saying something would be a good start? Well, you didn't, and there went your chance to get back together with the only girl you really loved. "Great. Now I'm talking to myself." said Matt (aloud). He uncurled his limbs, making them stick out off the grass, and then rolled onto his stomach. "I'm SUCH an idiot." He hung his head, and it banged into one of the tree's incredibly hard roots. "Crap."
She kept running, running, even though she knew she couldn't leave her problems behind that way. She just ran faster. The only resistance now was the air, and that was one pressure she could deal-OOMPH! She screamed as she went down, and desperately veered to the side, trying to beat gravity and get her flying body into the grass. It wasn't working. Just as she closed her eyes for the inevitable impact of the ground, she slammed into something else. What, she didn't know. She didn't know anything except for the darkness that was smothering her mind like a blanket.
(Omniescent POV)
Matt clenched his eyes shut as something hard came in contact with his body, namely his stomach knocking the wind out of him. But when he opened his eyes, whatever breath he had was sucked out. A young woman, probably about his age, was lying on the ground next to him, and she wasn't moving.
"Uhh...Miss?" he ventured.
No answer. Matt's mind caught up with the present time, and he whipped out his cell phone, and dialed 811. (A/N: mwahaha...no its not a typo!)
"Hello, this is 811, what is your emergency?"
"I think this stranger in the park hit her head or something, she's not moving!"
"Where are you speaking from?"
"Obaida Park."
"Somebody will be there right away. If her neck is obviously not broken, turn her on her side. Thank you."
"I can't tell-" Matt told the dial tone.
Man, what did I do to deserve this? he thought. Before he could answer himself, the ambulence arrived. He pointed to the woman's prone form, and the medics got to work.
"Pulse, a little weak but definitely coming through."
"No apparant damages external or internal, must be a concussion."
Matt decided it was his time to leave now. He certainly couldn't help the girl anymore. He had just started to walk away from the scene when a white gloved hand pulled him back.
"Son, you'll have to come with us; we might need more information from you."
Matt opened his mouth to protest, but before he knew it he was boosted up into the back of the ambulance with the girl, the door slammed, and they were off.
Now that everything was silent, except for the faint wailing of the siren, Matt took a minute to actually look at the poor girl. He gasped. The girl was a living replica of, well, Mimi! The girl moved, causing Matt to jump in his seat. The until-now silent paramedic grinned slightly. "She's not gonna bite you, y'know."
Matt forced a smile, but inwardly groaned. You can never be too sure...especially if she wakes up and I'm the first thing she sees.
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Mimi opened her eyes slightly and instantly shut them again. The light was making the headache she had just realized she had worse. I don't think this is heaven...I mean, I have a headache worse than PMS and there aren't any angels. And obviously isn't hell cause I'm not roasting in a fiery pit even thought my head feels like "..shit."
"Good morning to you too." a voice said.
No. It is NOT Matt again. This is a dream. And since it's a dream, I might as well see my what my subconciousness made with Matt's voice.
She opened her eyes, and groaned again. It was Matt. And he sure didn't look like a dream Matt. More like a in-the-color-drop-dead-gorgeous-in-life Matt. And he was frowning at her.
"What's wrong? Does your head still hurt?"
"No, it's the combination of your shirt and pants, added to the incredibly large grass stain on your pants." she shot back. She snatched the bottle of Advil from the nightstand, shoved one in her mouth and swallowed it dry.
"Hey, YOU'RE the one who bulldozed into me!"
"You should notice people running at full speed at you!"
"YOU should notice 130 lb things sitting on the sidewalk!"
"Whatever." Mimi turned her back to Matt and closed her eyes again.
A doctor walked in. "Your girlfriend can leave now."
"She's not my-" Matt started, but the doctor had left.
"Oh, WHATEVER." he groaned. Matt got up to leave, but for the second time in an afternoon, was pulled back again.
"Matt?"
"Yeah, Mimi?"
"I'm sorry."
"For what?"
She just sat there in the hospital bed, her hands folded.
"Hey Mimi, what happened to us?"
"Why don't you ask yourself, you were the one who decided I wasn't enough." Mimi replied. Not maliciously, just wearily as she looked down at her hands.
"Mimi."
She looked up.
"I never cheated on you."
"Shannon told me that-"
"Shannon? She was pissed cause I told her I was taken and with you... What about Rich?"
"He was mad cause I wouldn't go out with him?"
"Truely?"
"Truely."
They both sat there for a while, contemplating.
"Want to go home now?" asked Matt.
"Yeah.." she said, rubbing her temples.
"I'll drive you."
"Thanks."
They silently walked out of the hospital, Matt supporting Mimi just a little.
A/N: Im sorry my part really sucked! Well, check Emily's account for part 3, her
name on ffn.net is "moonchild", okies? please R&R!