Heartbreakers
by: Akimi
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. And the song "Don't Speak" is owned by No Doubt. I don't own them either. But my birthday is in November.
Chapter 6 "Somehow... Happily Ever After"
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Two days later, Mimi was released from the hospital. Tai brought her a fresh change of clothes that Sora had prepared for her. It was a vivid blue tank top that laced up the sides, a pair of white floods, and some cute sandals. As soon as she was dressed, she thanked her doctors and nurses, and quietly left with Tai.
He helped her into his blue Honda Accord, then climbed into the driver's seat and turned the ignition. As he was pulling out of the hospital parking lot, he heard a dull thud. Looking over at Mimi, he saw that she had smacked her forehead against the window and was blankly staring out of it.
"It's okay, baby... this kinda thing happens..." he said soothingly, resting his hand on her leg.
Mimi said nothing in return, but coldly removed his hand. She then re-thudded her head against the cool window. If Tai could have seen her face, he would have known that she was bitterly glaring at everyone and everything she passed, but at nothing in particular.
As they neared Mimi's house, Tai began to grow agitated at Mimi's silence. When they were stopped at an intersection, he exploded. "Well, don't just sit there, Mimi! Aren't you going to say anything?!"
Still he heard nothing, but he could feel Mimi's icy glare boring into him. He turned a bit, just in time to see her shake her head and, once again, drop her head onto the window. 'She's going to have one hell of a bruise there if she keeps doing that,' he thought as he turned his attention back to the road.
After a long, tense drive, Tai finally pulled into Mimi's driveway. He shifted his car into neutral and leaned back in the seat, sensing that a rather long discussion, if not an extremely heated argument, was about to manifest its presence.
His intutition had not lied to him today.
"You know, Tai," Mimi began, frustration ever present in her voice. She turned and looked him in the eyes, for the first time in several days. "That was pretty low," she said simply.
Tai looked out the window and sat silent for a moment or two. He then turned to her and replied, "Alright, before we start trashing me, is it okay if I ask what in the hell we're talking about?"
"No," Mimi said abruptly.
"Okay... why not?" Tai asked.
"Because I know you know exactly what I'm talking about, that's why," she replied dryly.
Tai looked away, and Mimi smirked.
"I told you so. I knew you knew."
Tai said nothing in reply, only continued to gaze out the window and off into space.
"Anyway, there are plenty of decent ways to get me back besides using my best friend and my boyfriend against me. Not only did you turn yourself into a total scumbag, but you ruined something great that you could have had. And it definately wasn't me."
"Why isn't it you? Why can't I have you?" he demanded, whipping his head back around to look at her.
Mimi let out an exasperated sigh. "We don't belong together, Tai."
Tai sunk back into the seat and looked down at his hands. "I just don't understand it," he muttered.
"What is there to not understand?"
He looked back up at her, and immediately she knew what he was going to say. And she had a somewhat deeper understanding of what had motivated him to do what he had done.
"I don't understand how we can not belong together, when the only one I've ever belonged with - and ever wanted to belong with - was you."
Mimi's heart was softened a little. She turned and reached for the handle of the door, but Tai's next words stopped her.
"Mimi, wait."
"Yes?"
"You said I ruined something great that I could have had. What was it? What did I ruin?"
"Sora..."
"Sora? What about Sora?" he asked, confused.
Mimi smiled an ironic smile, and chuckled a small, ironic chuckle. "Sora was into you for the longest time," she murmured.
Tai raised an eyebrow. "How did I ruin that?" he asked skeptically.
"Honestly, Tai. Would you want to date someone as sleazy as you are?" She got out of the car, slamming the door behind her, and walked back into her house.
"No, I wouldn't..." he whispered to himself as he shifted into reverse, pulled out, and drove away.
As Mimi reached her bedroom, she slipped her sandals off and put them in her closet. She stood up rather slowly, as a somewhat interesting thought had just hit her. 'Oh my god...' she thought. 'I'm still dating the little prick!'
She reached for the phone to call Tai, but she realized that he wouldn't be home just yet. He had a cell phone; she could try him on that. 'That probably woulnd't be the best of ideas,' she decided. 'I'd probably upset him, and he's a really awful driver when he's upset... I don't want to be the cause of a traffic accident!'
Looking around at her less than tidy bedroom, Mimi decided it would be a good idea to pass the time by cleaning. The bedroom was definately going to be first. She made the bed, cleaned out all the clutter, and picked her laundry off of the floor, dresser, and various shelves. After debating over wheter each article of clothing was clean or dirty, she decided to just save herself the stress and wash them all. Your clothes can never be too clean, right?
Momentarily after the first load had been thrown into the washing machine, Mimi's phone began to ring. She ran back down the hall toward her bedroom. Unfortunately, she had dropped a red halter top on the floor on her way to the laundry room without noticing. She didn't notice it on the way back, either, and would you believe it! The pretentious little thing just jumped right out at her, grabbed her by the ankle, and sucked her down to the slippery hardwood floor.
"Damn it..." she muttered, as she picked herself up, rubbed her knee, and carried on in her trek to the bedroom. Luckily, whoever it was wasn't giving up easily: the phone rang on.
"Hello?" she asked breathlessly.
"Hey. ...Is something wrong?" It was Tai.
"No, I'm fine. Just slipped on my way to answer the phone, that's all. It's nothing. Don't worry."
"Oh. Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yes, very."
"Alright then. Hey listen... we need to talk."
"You read my mind. I was just about to call you for the exact same reason."
"Wow, what a coincidence. It sure is a small world. Anyway, what did you want to talk to me about?"
"No, you go first. You called me - whatever you need to talk about must be more important that what I want to talk about."
"No, you go on ahead."
"Tai, just talk."
"Alright, I'm sold. Well, I wanted to talk about us."
"What about us?"
"Well... things aren't exactly going very well between us lately. You know that. I know you can see it too. And I just wanted to... you know. Patch things up. Make everything good between us again."
"Funny, that's what I wanted to talk about too."
"Oh?"
Mimi took a deep breath. It had been quite a long time since she'd last broken up with someone, and she'd forgotten how difficult it could sometimes be. Sometimes like now. "Um... Tai... remember what I said back in your car? About us not belonging together?"
"No..." Tai whispered. He knew only too well what was coming.
"No you don't remember?"
"No, I remember. I just wish I didn't have to hear what I know you're going to say."
"Well, if you know what I'm going to say, then I don't really need to say it, do I?"
"Please don't."
"Good. I didn't really want to."
"Then why were you going to?" His hands were shaking. He could barely hold the phone up to his ear, and he was beginning to blink back tears. Why did she always have to do this to him?
"Tai, please don't make me go into this again! I don't want to see you hurt. I still love you, but we're not right for each other. In fact, we're terrible together."
"No Mimi - we're good together. You know it as well as I do. You're just trying to justify you cheating on me with my best friend and then leaving me for him."
"That's not true."
"Then why ARE you leaving me for Matt? Because I know you'll go running straight to him as soon as I hang up."
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You and me
We used to be together
Every day together always
I really feel
I'm losing my best friend
I can't believe
This could be the end
It looks as though you're letting go
And if it's real
Well I don't want to know
Don't speak
I know just what you're saying
So please stop explaining
Don't tell me cause it hurts
Don't speak
I know what you're thinking
I don't need your reasons
Don't tell me cause it hurts
Our memories
They can be inviting
But some are altogether
Mighty frightening
As we die, both you and I
With my head in my hands
I sit and cry
Don't speak
I know just what you're saying
So please stop explaining
Don't tell me cause it hurts
Don't speak
I know what you're thinking
I don't need your reasons
Don't tell me cause it hurts
It's all ending
I gotta stop pretending who we are
You and me
I can see us dying... are we?
Don't speak
I know just what you're saying
So please stop explaining
Don't tell me cause it hurts
Don't speak
I know what you're thinking
And I don't need your reasons
Don't tell me cause it hurts
Hush, hush, darling...
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"Sora?" Mimi asked. She was standing on Sora's doorstep, soaked from head to toe. She walked over, and it had been raining hard for several hours.
"Yeah? Come in, sweets, you're all wet."
Mimi stepped inside, somewhat in a daze. Sora took her coat and hung it in the shower to dry. She led Mimi into her bedroom and found some dry clothes for her to wear. As soon as she was all changed, they sat down at Sora's dining room table over steaming cups of Irish cream hot chocolate.
"Is there something you wanted to tell me?" Sora asked, taking a sip of her hot chocolate.
"I broke up with Tai. And I think he hates me. And I'm not sure if it would be a good idea to go back to Matt."
"Well, you love Matt, don't you?"
"Yeah... very much, in fact..."
"Then go. You're stupid if you don't."
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There was a knock on Matt's door. He checked his hair in the mirror before answering; it was probably Mimi. She always liked to come at times when he wasn't expecting her, so he learned to expect her all the time. He nervously walked to the door and opened it, trying to think of something to say. But it wasn't Mimi. It was Tai. Distraught, soaking wet, and completely unaware of the fact that his matted brown hair was dripping water onto his noes and ears. "Is something wrong?" Matt asked, concerned. His competitiveness and resentment vanished as Tai raisedhis eyes to make eye contact. Matt could immidiately tell that something terrible had happened, and whatever it was, the agony was killing Tai.
"You win," Tai whispered. His eyes dropped again.
Matt didn't understand. "Huh?"
"Mimi. You win. She's all yours." He turned and left, and Matt still didn't understand. When it finally hit him, Tai was gone. He stood in the rain for a few minutes. The phone started to ring, calling him back inside.
"Hello?"
"Matt... I'm sorry."
"I forgive you. Just come back, please?"
"Of course I will. I love you."
"I love you more."
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Tai stood on the bridge, looking out over the river. It was still raining. He stood, miserably waiting for a sudden gust of wind to push him off. At least then it wouldn't be considered a suicide, right? There was no noise except the hushed patter of the raindrops against the asphalt. He stood there for several minutes, thinking, waiting, and just generally being miserable.
After a while he heard soft footsteps behind him. He didn't turn to see who it was; he didn't really care. But the footsteps soon stopped, and he could tell tha whoever it was was standing right next to him.
"She was right, you know. What she said back in the car. That we don't belong together."
"Oh?"
"Yeah... she wasn't happy. That's all I really want... for Mimi to be happy."
He felt a warm hand slip into his and give it a light squeeze. He looked down, to see Sora's warm russet eyes smiling up at him. Maybe he hadn't ruined his last chance after all. With this thought, he returned a halfhearted smile.
"Come on... let's go home," Sora murmured, tugging on his hand.
"Yeah... let's," he replied.
"Everything will be alright, you know."
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The merry old end!
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There. It's done. No more sleepless nights... wait, I've always been an insomniac. Okay, no more guilt-ridden sleepless nights. How's that? Anyway, reviews would make me feel floofy and stuff, so, please, go right on ahead. You know you wanna. Indulge yourself. Review! ^^
by: Akimi
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. And the song "Don't Speak" is owned by No Doubt. I don't own them either. But my birthday is in November.
Chapter 6 "Somehow... Happily Ever After"
*-*-*
Two days later, Mimi was released from the hospital. Tai brought her a fresh change of clothes that Sora had prepared for her. It was a vivid blue tank top that laced up the sides, a pair of white floods, and some cute sandals. As soon as she was dressed, she thanked her doctors and nurses, and quietly left with Tai.
He helped her into his blue Honda Accord, then climbed into the driver's seat and turned the ignition. As he was pulling out of the hospital parking lot, he heard a dull thud. Looking over at Mimi, he saw that she had smacked her forehead against the window and was blankly staring out of it.
"It's okay, baby... this kinda thing happens..." he said soothingly, resting his hand on her leg.
Mimi said nothing in return, but coldly removed his hand. She then re-thudded her head against the cool window. If Tai could have seen her face, he would have known that she was bitterly glaring at everyone and everything she passed, but at nothing in particular.
As they neared Mimi's house, Tai began to grow agitated at Mimi's silence. When they were stopped at an intersection, he exploded. "Well, don't just sit there, Mimi! Aren't you going to say anything?!"
Still he heard nothing, but he could feel Mimi's icy glare boring into him. He turned a bit, just in time to see her shake her head and, once again, drop her head onto the window. 'She's going to have one hell of a bruise there if she keeps doing that,' he thought as he turned his attention back to the road.
After a long, tense drive, Tai finally pulled into Mimi's driveway. He shifted his car into neutral and leaned back in the seat, sensing that a rather long discussion, if not an extremely heated argument, was about to manifest its presence.
His intutition had not lied to him today.
"You know, Tai," Mimi began, frustration ever present in her voice. She turned and looked him in the eyes, for the first time in several days. "That was pretty low," she said simply.
Tai looked out the window and sat silent for a moment or two. He then turned to her and replied, "Alright, before we start trashing me, is it okay if I ask what in the hell we're talking about?"
"No," Mimi said abruptly.
"Okay... why not?" Tai asked.
"Because I know you know exactly what I'm talking about, that's why," she replied dryly.
Tai looked away, and Mimi smirked.
"I told you so. I knew you knew."
Tai said nothing in reply, only continued to gaze out the window and off into space.
"Anyway, there are plenty of decent ways to get me back besides using my best friend and my boyfriend against me. Not only did you turn yourself into a total scumbag, but you ruined something great that you could have had. And it definately wasn't me."
"Why isn't it you? Why can't I have you?" he demanded, whipping his head back around to look at her.
Mimi let out an exasperated sigh. "We don't belong together, Tai."
Tai sunk back into the seat and looked down at his hands. "I just don't understand it," he muttered.
"What is there to not understand?"
He looked back up at her, and immediately she knew what he was going to say. And she had a somewhat deeper understanding of what had motivated him to do what he had done.
"I don't understand how we can not belong together, when the only one I've ever belonged with - and ever wanted to belong with - was you."
Mimi's heart was softened a little. She turned and reached for the handle of the door, but Tai's next words stopped her.
"Mimi, wait."
"Yes?"
"You said I ruined something great that I could have had. What was it? What did I ruin?"
"Sora..."
"Sora? What about Sora?" he asked, confused.
Mimi smiled an ironic smile, and chuckled a small, ironic chuckle. "Sora was into you for the longest time," she murmured.
Tai raised an eyebrow. "How did I ruin that?" he asked skeptically.
"Honestly, Tai. Would you want to date someone as sleazy as you are?" She got out of the car, slamming the door behind her, and walked back into her house.
"No, I wouldn't..." he whispered to himself as he shifted into reverse, pulled out, and drove away.
As Mimi reached her bedroom, she slipped her sandals off and put them in her closet. She stood up rather slowly, as a somewhat interesting thought had just hit her. 'Oh my god...' she thought. 'I'm still dating the little prick!'
She reached for the phone to call Tai, but she realized that he wouldn't be home just yet. He had a cell phone; she could try him on that. 'That probably woulnd't be the best of ideas,' she decided. 'I'd probably upset him, and he's a really awful driver when he's upset... I don't want to be the cause of a traffic accident!'
Looking around at her less than tidy bedroom, Mimi decided it would be a good idea to pass the time by cleaning. The bedroom was definately going to be first. She made the bed, cleaned out all the clutter, and picked her laundry off of the floor, dresser, and various shelves. After debating over wheter each article of clothing was clean or dirty, she decided to just save herself the stress and wash them all. Your clothes can never be too clean, right?
Momentarily after the first load had been thrown into the washing machine, Mimi's phone began to ring. She ran back down the hall toward her bedroom. Unfortunately, she had dropped a red halter top on the floor on her way to the laundry room without noticing. She didn't notice it on the way back, either, and would you believe it! The pretentious little thing just jumped right out at her, grabbed her by the ankle, and sucked her down to the slippery hardwood floor.
"Damn it..." she muttered, as she picked herself up, rubbed her knee, and carried on in her trek to the bedroom. Luckily, whoever it was wasn't giving up easily: the phone rang on.
"Hello?" she asked breathlessly.
"Hey. ...Is something wrong?" It was Tai.
"No, I'm fine. Just slipped on my way to answer the phone, that's all. It's nothing. Don't worry."
"Oh. Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yes, very."
"Alright then. Hey listen... we need to talk."
"You read my mind. I was just about to call you for the exact same reason."
"Wow, what a coincidence. It sure is a small world. Anyway, what did you want to talk to me about?"
"No, you go first. You called me - whatever you need to talk about must be more important that what I want to talk about."
"No, you go on ahead."
"Tai, just talk."
"Alright, I'm sold. Well, I wanted to talk about us."
"What about us?"
"Well... things aren't exactly going very well between us lately. You know that. I know you can see it too. And I just wanted to... you know. Patch things up. Make everything good between us again."
"Funny, that's what I wanted to talk about too."
"Oh?"
Mimi took a deep breath. It had been quite a long time since she'd last broken up with someone, and she'd forgotten how difficult it could sometimes be. Sometimes like now. "Um... Tai... remember what I said back in your car? About us not belonging together?"
"No..." Tai whispered. He knew only too well what was coming.
"No you don't remember?"
"No, I remember. I just wish I didn't have to hear what I know you're going to say."
"Well, if you know what I'm going to say, then I don't really need to say it, do I?"
"Please don't."
"Good. I didn't really want to."
"Then why were you going to?" His hands were shaking. He could barely hold the phone up to his ear, and he was beginning to blink back tears. Why did she always have to do this to him?
"Tai, please don't make me go into this again! I don't want to see you hurt. I still love you, but we're not right for each other. In fact, we're terrible together."
"No Mimi - we're good together. You know it as well as I do. You're just trying to justify you cheating on me with my best friend and then leaving me for him."
"That's not true."
"Then why ARE you leaving me for Matt? Because I know you'll go running straight to him as soon as I hang up."
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You and me
We used to be together
Every day together always
I really feel
I'm losing my best friend
I can't believe
This could be the end
It looks as though you're letting go
And if it's real
Well I don't want to know
Don't speak
I know just what you're saying
So please stop explaining
Don't tell me cause it hurts
Don't speak
I know what you're thinking
I don't need your reasons
Don't tell me cause it hurts
Our memories
They can be inviting
But some are altogether
Mighty frightening
As we die, both you and I
With my head in my hands
I sit and cry
Don't speak
I know just what you're saying
So please stop explaining
Don't tell me cause it hurts
Don't speak
I know what you're thinking
I don't need your reasons
Don't tell me cause it hurts
It's all ending
I gotta stop pretending who we are
You and me
I can see us dying... are we?
Don't speak
I know just what you're saying
So please stop explaining
Don't tell me cause it hurts
Don't speak
I know what you're thinking
And I don't need your reasons
Don't tell me cause it hurts
Hush, hush, darling...
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"Sora?" Mimi asked. She was standing on Sora's doorstep, soaked from head to toe. She walked over, and it had been raining hard for several hours.
"Yeah? Come in, sweets, you're all wet."
Mimi stepped inside, somewhat in a daze. Sora took her coat and hung it in the shower to dry. She led Mimi into her bedroom and found some dry clothes for her to wear. As soon as she was all changed, they sat down at Sora's dining room table over steaming cups of Irish cream hot chocolate.
"Is there something you wanted to tell me?" Sora asked, taking a sip of her hot chocolate.
"I broke up with Tai. And I think he hates me. And I'm not sure if it would be a good idea to go back to Matt."
"Well, you love Matt, don't you?"
"Yeah... very much, in fact..."
"Then go. You're stupid if you don't."
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There was a knock on Matt's door. He checked his hair in the mirror before answering; it was probably Mimi. She always liked to come at times when he wasn't expecting her, so he learned to expect her all the time. He nervously walked to the door and opened it, trying to think of something to say. But it wasn't Mimi. It was Tai. Distraught, soaking wet, and completely unaware of the fact that his matted brown hair was dripping water onto his noes and ears. "Is something wrong?" Matt asked, concerned. His competitiveness and resentment vanished as Tai raisedhis eyes to make eye contact. Matt could immidiately tell that something terrible had happened, and whatever it was, the agony was killing Tai.
"You win," Tai whispered. His eyes dropped again.
Matt didn't understand. "Huh?"
"Mimi. You win. She's all yours." He turned and left, and Matt still didn't understand. When it finally hit him, Tai was gone. He stood in the rain for a few minutes. The phone started to ring, calling him back inside.
"Hello?"
"Matt... I'm sorry."
"I forgive you. Just come back, please?"
"Of course I will. I love you."
"I love you more."
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Tai stood on the bridge, looking out over the river. It was still raining. He stood, miserably waiting for a sudden gust of wind to push him off. At least then it wouldn't be considered a suicide, right? There was no noise except the hushed patter of the raindrops against the asphalt. He stood there for several minutes, thinking, waiting, and just generally being miserable.
After a while he heard soft footsteps behind him. He didn't turn to see who it was; he didn't really care. But the footsteps soon stopped, and he could tell tha whoever it was was standing right next to him.
"She was right, you know. What she said back in the car. That we don't belong together."
"Oh?"
"Yeah... she wasn't happy. That's all I really want... for Mimi to be happy."
He felt a warm hand slip into his and give it a light squeeze. He looked down, to see Sora's warm russet eyes smiling up at him. Maybe he hadn't ruined his last chance after all. With this thought, he returned a halfhearted smile.
"Come on... let's go home," Sora murmured, tugging on his hand.
"Yeah... let's," he replied.
"Everything will be alright, you know."
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The merry old end!
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There. It's done. No more sleepless nights... wait, I've always been an insomniac. Okay, no more guilt-ridden sleepless nights. How's that? Anyway, reviews would make me feel floofy and stuff, so, please, go right on ahead. You know you wanna. Indulge yourself. Review! ^^