Author's Note: I know most people don't like reading Mary Sue fics, but I just had to finish posting this one before I post anything else. I have another fic that I'm working on now. No Mary Sue, it's the original characters. I'm a Matt obsessed fan-girl, so I just had to have one of these fics. Thank you for being so kind with the reviews so far. I don't mind if you don't like it, just please don't flame me, it really makes a person feel bad. Thanks!!
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Jackie's POV
I could somehow feel Matt calling me, even though I was unconscious. I always had the strongest connection with him, but I never knew how deep it really was. I regain consciousness and jump up.
"Ow! Maybe I shouldn't have done that." I say out loud, as my head begins to spin. I hiss as I start to feel the pain from his kick. I could hear Matt calling me again. I ignore the pain, and run out the door and down the hallway. I burst into the room where Mr. Ishida was holding Matt underwater.
"Let him go!" I scream as I jump through the air and kicked him. He falls over and I quickly pull Matt out of the water.
"Matt, Matt! Wake up! Please be ok." I say, gently shaking him. "Yamato!" I was getting really worried. All of a sudden his blue eyes flew open and he started coughing.
"That's it Matt, cough it all up." I say holding him as he coughs. When he finished, he looks at me with his bright blue eyes full of tears.
"I'm sorry he hurt you. I shouldn't have invited you to come with us in the first place." He says sobbing.
I hold him tighter. "It's not your fault." I let him cry into my shirt. "Besides, if you didn't invite me, I might not have had another chance to see you again. Don't cry Matt. It's ok, everything's gonna be ok." I whisper soothingly.
"Really?" He says looking up at me.
"Really. I promise nothing will hurt you." I say. "Come on, we'd better leave before *he* gets up.
"Ok," Matt agrees sniffing.
"First you have to go change, then we'll head back to the hotel and pick up our stuff. Then we can take the subway back home, ok?" I say.
"Ok, but we'd better hurry." Matt runs to change, and I wait outside the door. When he's done, we start walking out of the spa. All of a sudden, I turn around and see Matt's Dad chasing us. Matt sees him too, and we both start running.
"To the hotel!" I gasp. We ran out of the building and realized that we couldn't run all the way back.
"Quick, to that bus." Matt says pointing at a bus that was just about to leave. We run after it screaming for it to stop. We finally reached the bus and got a seat in the back. I turn to see Mr. Ishida go in his car and drive after us, but he was stopped by the traffic light. We got past.
"Jackie, after we go back to Odiaba, where will we stay?" Matt asks.
"We can either go to Tai's house or to your Mom's house. I don't really trust to go anywhere else." I answer, letting him choose.
"I haven't seen T.K. in while, can we go there?" He asks.
"Of course." I say. "Now I think you should get some sleep. I'll wake you up when we get to the hotel, k?"
"Ok," Matt agrees. He falls asleep on me again, and I brush a bit of golden blonde hair out of his eyes. He looks so peaceful when he's sleeping. Poor Yamato. I wish you told me about this sooner, I had no idea.
I hugged him gently and whispered, "Don't worry, you'll be ok, I'll protect you." Twenty minutes later we were there.
Matt's POV
"Wake up Matt, we're here." Jackie says quietly. I stir and then open my eyes.
"Huh…? Oh, hey Jackie." I say.
"Let's get going." She says. "We don't want him to catch up to us." I nod my agreement and we get off the bus and go into the hotel. Jackie grabs her backpack and the presents for the other digidestined. I take my guitar and my backpack. We rush out of the hotel and go down into the subway system. I watch as Jackie quickly chooses a course that would take us within walking distance to T.K.'s house. She paid and we got onto the subway. I felt too weak to make any decisions, although I didn't want to admit it, so I let her handle everything.
"Matt, this should take about an hour, so maybe you should go back to sleep." Jackie suggests. I agree and in minutes I was asleep. I felt safe for the second time today; the first time was sleeping on the bus. It was probably because Jackie was watching over me. It felt like having a guardian angel. It felt so peaceful. I haven't felt safe for about a year now, ever since *he* started getting violent. I remember when…
*****************************Flashback********************************
I was sleeping when all of a sudden I felt somebody roughly push me off the bed.
"Nani?" I said sleepily.
"You brunt my dinner!" My Dad growls. "Get your worthless body out of that bed and cook me some food!" I'm standing in front of a stove trying to cook while my Dad yells at me and lashes out at me with an occasional kick to accompany his harsh words. I burned my fingers and it took me half an hour to cook a simple meal. I was only eight and it was the middle of the night. My Dad is finally satisfied and I'm allowed back to bed. I lie there, crying, and nursing my blisters.
*****************************End Flashback****************************
It's no wonder I didn't feel safe.
"Matt, it's time to get up." Jackie says gently.
"I'm up." I reply. I feel a bit more refreshed now.
"Let's go." Jackie says.
"I'm coming." I say. We get off the subway and start walking to T.K.'s house. Jackie opens the door and in we go.
Jackie's POV
I open the door to my house and call out, "Mom, I'm home!" T.K. comes running up to me.
"Hi Jackie! You brought my brother!" T.K. says climbing into Matt's arms.
"Hey, T.K. I missed you so much!" Matt says, genuinely happy.
"That's why you should visit more often. I really wanted you to come over. I missed you." T.K. says. Nancy Takaishi walks into the room.
"Matt!" She exclaims, running towards him.
"Mommy," Matt whispers, putting T.K. down. They embraced.
"I haven't seen you in so long!" Mom says.
"Neither have I." Matt says. "I've missed you."
"Me too." Says Miss Takaishi.
"Hey Mom, can Matt stay here for a while? His Dad's on a business trip and won't be home for a while." I ask. That *is* kinda true.
"Why, of course he can. It'll be nice to spend some family time together." Says Mom unsuspecting anything. "You and Jackie should go and rest. You look kind of tired." We agreed and go upstairs to my room.
We sat down on my bed and I turned to him, "Matt," I say gently, "why didn't you say anything to me? I could have helped you."
"I-I couldn't. He threatened to kill whoever I told, and he said the police would never listen to me. I didn't want to hurt anyone so I kept it all to myself. Then he started to get more violent. I knew I had to tell someone, or-or something really bad could happen. I was going to tell you when I called you over, but he came out of the house. I-I'm so sorry." Matt burst into tears. I let him bury his face into my shirt, while I held him tight.
"It's ok, I don't blame you. It's not your fault, nothing that happened was your fault." I whispered comfortingly. I let him cry a bit more then asked, "How did this all start?"
Matt's POV
I stopped crying and looked up at Jackie. I wasn't sure if I was ready to talk yet but, if I wanted to tell anyone, it was her. In the end I decided it would be better to tell than to keep it all bottled up inside. I started my story.
"It started before the divorce. In fact, it was probably the reason for the divorce. My Dad would come home late from work and yell at my Mom. They would fight a lot. I would always shield T.K. from everything. He had no idea why our parents divorced. They would yell and throw stuff at each other. At night they would fight about me. I would stay up at night and listen to their screaming. I tried to block it out, but nothing worked. My Dad would tell my Mom what a mistake I was and she tell him that I wasn't. She said that he was the mistake. That he was never around, never talked to me without screaming. My Dad would say that I was a mistake and shouldn't have been born, therefore didn't need respect, love, and kindness. And all the other things a parent should've given a kid. Finally my Mom had enough. She took T.K. and left. I remember coming home from school one day and then they were gone. I couldn't find them anywhere. My Dad went to court to try and get T.K. back but he lost to my Mom. She also wanted T.K. Nobody wanted me. I felt that I was unworthy or defective or something. I wondered what was wrong with me." I started crying again at this memory.
Jackie was looking at me, horrified, the whole time I was talking. But when I began to cry she took me in her arms and held me there until I felt better. When I was ready to begin again I gently pushed her away. I took a deep breath and began again.
"When my Dad had to go to court, he would be out for hours and sometimes even days. I would be home without anything to eat. I would starve for days on end. He would finally come home and force me to cook for him to eat. I didn't know how to cook, I was barely nine. I had blisters all over my hands from the stove. When I was done, I was sent to bed without any food or treatment. I would lie in bed nursing my wounds, while my stomach growled for food. After that, I forced myself to learn to cook. I would approximate the time he would come home and start cooking a half an hour before that. That worked well for about a year, but then he started drinking. A lot. Every night he would go out to the bar and drink. He would come home and bellow for me. I would come and, I guess he took out that day's frustration on me. He would beat me and yell at me. Sometimes it was so bad that I couldn't go to school. I would skip and then fail a lot of my classes because of it. When I brought home my report card to be signed, it usually showed that I had failed every class except Music and Art. But those grades weren't very high either. Then he would beat me tell me that I was worthless. Once I tried telling him that it was his fault, but that only brought me more pain, so I kept quiet. This went on for about a year and a half. Then I went to the Digital World. I met you and Tai and Gabumon and everybody. I even saw T.K. again for the first time in years. My Dad didn't let me visit him, ever. In the DigiWorld I made friends for the first time. I understood what it was like to feel friendship and love and caring. At first I was afraid of these things because I haven't ever felt them before, but you guys helped me through it. When we came back to the real world to search for Kari, my Dad was actually nice and he helped us. I think he was afraid of losing me, or realized how serious the matter was. Then when I returned home after Apocalymon, I thought he might still be that way. At first he was. He was happy that his son saved the world. He even allowed you to stay with us. Then I think that feeling wore off. It wasn't such a big thing anymore. Then he started the abuse all over again. You had a chance to get away before you found out and he hurt you too. I convinced you to take it. You did. The pain lasted about half a year. Then I couldn't stand it anymore. I knew I had to tell somebody and I chose to tell you. After all, you had lived with us and you were like my sister. Actually now you are my sister." Matt finished.
Jackie's POV
I was horrified, amazed, upset, mad, worried, so many things at once. "Oh Matt, I had no idea. I should've stayed, I should've been more alert, I should've been there for you. I'm so sorry!" I cried. I buried my face in my hands and sobbed. Matt took me into his arms and stroked my hair.
"It's not your fault. I didn't want you to stay and be hurt, I wanted you to be safe. After a while, when you found out, he probably would've done that to you too." Matt says comfortingly. "Besides, I'm safe now. I'm here, with you."
I sit up and turn to him. "Yamato, I…I love you. Now I realize how many times I could've lost my chance to tell you that. Matt, you mean the world to me. I'll understand if you don't feel the same way and only want to be friends."
Matt's POV
~I love you…~ The three words that I've been wanting to say and wishing to hear. How could she think that I didn't feel the same way?
"Oh Jackie, I love you too. I've loved you since I first set eyes on you, but I was too afraid to tell you, in case you didn't love me back. Sometimes you were the only reason I still tried and kept going. You are my everything. Aishteru itsumademo." I confessed.