Ok, here's chapter 2. I kinda rushed it, so sorry if it's bad..thanks for
the reviews! Lol you love me! You really love me! Lol sorry, that was
weird..*ahem* here ya go!
Disclaimer: I do not own digimon, I never have, never will so..NYAH!
Ch. 2 Reality
"Huh? Where am I?" Rika looked around. She was standing on a road, lights were flashing in front of her. She heard sirens and people yelling. She ran over to where everyone was. There had been a car accident. She looked over to see the injured person lying on a stretcher. He had the same hair color as Rika, orange-red, and his eyes were closed. Blood was streaming from his forehead, and his shirt was soaked with blood. "I'm sorry pumpkin." He whispered, tears streaming down his face and mixing with the blood on his head. "I love you."
Rika sat up in her bed breathing heavily, cold sweat soaked her face. It was morning now. 'Another dream. That was crazy, and gross, but.who was that guy? He looked a lot like.' she gasped, "dad."
"Rika! Breakfast!" Her grandmother called from the kitchen. Rika was snapped from her thoughts.
"Okay!" Rika responded. She looked at her clock next to her bed. 10:35. 'Wow, I didn't know it was that late.' She got up and got dressed. She put on a purple turtle neck sweater and khaki jeans and she wore her hair down, which was usual for her now. She put on her slippers and left for the kitchen. 'I hope the mail is here.'
It had been 3 weeks since she sent her father a letter. "Oh Rika, the mail is here, can you sort it out for me while I prepare breakfast?" Her grandmother asked when Rika walked through the door.
"Sure.whatever." She walked over to the mail and started to sort it out. 'Mom, mom, grandma, mom, grandma, bill, bill, mom.' "Geez! Enough with all the fan mail alre-" There in her hand was a letter, for her. It was the letter sent to her father, except that he hadn't responded. The letter had been returned. "I.I don't get it." She said tears starting to form in her eyes.
"What don't you get Rika?" Her grandmother said setting the table.
"Why did he return it? Doesn't he even care about reading a letter from his own daughter?!" She yelled tossing the letter onto the table. Renamon was outside and heard her yelling and disappeared to show back up right behind Rika. She placed her hands on Rika's trembling shoulders.
"Rika, what is the matter?" Her grandmother said walking over to her. She looked down at the letter she had thrown and froze. 'That address looks familiar.' she gasped. "Rick!"
"What's going on?" Rumiko asked walking into the room.
"I think it's time you explained something to Rika, dear." Rika's grandmother said to Rumiko and handed her the letter. She looked at the letter. "About Rick." Rumiko only nodded
"Come with me Rika." She said. She sounded very serious. Rika put on her shoes and followed her mother outside. They sat down on a ledge.
"Rika, I need to tell you something about your father."
"About how much he hates me?" She said sarcastically.
"No! Don't say that Rika. Your father loved you very much." Rika's head turned towards her mother.
"What do you mean by loved?" She said. Her mother was hiding something, something about her father that she wasn't ready to tell. Her mother sighed.
"You used to be an always smiling little girl, until your father left-"
"You mean when you kicked him out.." Rika said coldly. Rumiko just looked at Rika, and then continued.
"You were so upset when he left, so a few weeks later during the night I called him and asked him to come up and visit you. Of course he said yes, and he left to come up and visit right after he hung up the phone, except he never made it here."
"Heh. I bet he changed his mind and drove back home." Rika said coldly. Rumiko ignored her, she'd learn the truth soon.
"I got a phone call from the hospital saying that your father had been in a car accident. They said that he..he didn't make it to the hospital."
She looked over at Rika, waiting for her to say something, but she was silent. She continued.
"The doctor told me that his last words were, 'I'm sorry pumpkin, I love you.'" Rika lost her breath for a second at those words. 'The dream! That man said those exact words in my dream!.That man was my dad!' Rika could feel the anger rising up inside of her.
"You waited all this time to tell me that my father was dead? Why?"
"I didn't know if it was the right thing.."
"So you just thought that the right thing was to have me think that my father hated me?"
"No I just though that a 4 year old girl shouldn't know that her own father was dead!"
"Well guess what mom, I'm not 4! I'm 15 and you were still hesitating on telling me this today!"
"I didn't want to hurt you Rika."
"Well it's a little too late for that now.." Rika glared at her mom and then walked away.
"Rika, where are you going?" She asked, but Rika didn't answer, she just kept walking, and then started to run.
"Rika.." Rumiko whispered, tears streaming down her face.
Ok..sorry, that was long and a lot of dialogue.but I'm trying to get somewhere..I promise the next chapter will be better! Moumantai! I'm writing chapter 3 right now! Please R&R!
Disclaimer: I do not own digimon, I never have, never will so..NYAH!
Ch. 2 Reality
"Huh? Where am I?" Rika looked around. She was standing on a road, lights were flashing in front of her. She heard sirens and people yelling. She ran over to where everyone was. There had been a car accident. She looked over to see the injured person lying on a stretcher. He had the same hair color as Rika, orange-red, and his eyes were closed. Blood was streaming from his forehead, and his shirt was soaked with blood. "I'm sorry pumpkin." He whispered, tears streaming down his face and mixing with the blood on his head. "I love you."
Rika sat up in her bed breathing heavily, cold sweat soaked her face. It was morning now. 'Another dream. That was crazy, and gross, but.who was that guy? He looked a lot like.' she gasped, "dad."
"Rika! Breakfast!" Her grandmother called from the kitchen. Rika was snapped from her thoughts.
"Okay!" Rika responded. She looked at her clock next to her bed. 10:35. 'Wow, I didn't know it was that late.' She got up and got dressed. She put on a purple turtle neck sweater and khaki jeans and she wore her hair down, which was usual for her now. She put on her slippers and left for the kitchen. 'I hope the mail is here.'
It had been 3 weeks since she sent her father a letter. "Oh Rika, the mail is here, can you sort it out for me while I prepare breakfast?" Her grandmother asked when Rika walked through the door.
"Sure.whatever." She walked over to the mail and started to sort it out. 'Mom, mom, grandma, mom, grandma, bill, bill, mom.' "Geez! Enough with all the fan mail alre-" There in her hand was a letter, for her. It was the letter sent to her father, except that he hadn't responded. The letter had been returned. "I.I don't get it." She said tears starting to form in her eyes.
"What don't you get Rika?" Her grandmother said setting the table.
"Why did he return it? Doesn't he even care about reading a letter from his own daughter?!" She yelled tossing the letter onto the table. Renamon was outside and heard her yelling and disappeared to show back up right behind Rika. She placed her hands on Rika's trembling shoulders.
"Rika, what is the matter?" Her grandmother said walking over to her. She looked down at the letter she had thrown and froze. 'That address looks familiar.' she gasped. "Rick!"
"What's going on?" Rumiko asked walking into the room.
"I think it's time you explained something to Rika, dear." Rika's grandmother said to Rumiko and handed her the letter. She looked at the letter. "About Rick." Rumiko only nodded
"Come with me Rika." She said. She sounded very serious. Rika put on her shoes and followed her mother outside. They sat down on a ledge.
"Rika, I need to tell you something about your father."
"About how much he hates me?" She said sarcastically.
"No! Don't say that Rika. Your father loved you very much." Rika's head turned towards her mother.
"What do you mean by loved?" She said. Her mother was hiding something, something about her father that she wasn't ready to tell. Her mother sighed.
"You used to be an always smiling little girl, until your father left-"
"You mean when you kicked him out.." Rika said coldly. Rumiko just looked at Rika, and then continued.
"You were so upset when he left, so a few weeks later during the night I called him and asked him to come up and visit you. Of course he said yes, and he left to come up and visit right after he hung up the phone, except he never made it here."
"Heh. I bet he changed his mind and drove back home." Rika said coldly. Rumiko ignored her, she'd learn the truth soon.
"I got a phone call from the hospital saying that your father had been in a car accident. They said that he..he didn't make it to the hospital."
She looked over at Rika, waiting for her to say something, but she was silent. She continued.
"The doctor told me that his last words were, 'I'm sorry pumpkin, I love you.'" Rika lost her breath for a second at those words. 'The dream! That man said those exact words in my dream!.That man was my dad!' Rika could feel the anger rising up inside of her.
"You waited all this time to tell me that my father was dead? Why?"
"I didn't know if it was the right thing.."
"So you just thought that the right thing was to have me think that my father hated me?"
"No I just though that a 4 year old girl shouldn't know that her own father was dead!"
"Well guess what mom, I'm not 4! I'm 15 and you were still hesitating on telling me this today!"
"I didn't want to hurt you Rika."
"Well it's a little too late for that now.." Rika glared at her mom and then walked away.
"Rika, where are you going?" She asked, but Rika didn't answer, she just kept walking, and then started to run.
"Rika.." Rumiko whispered, tears streaming down her face.
Ok..sorry, that was long and a lot of dialogue.but I'm trying to get somewhere..I promise the next chapter will be better! Moumantai! I'm writing chapter 3 right now! Please R&R!
