Disclaimer: I don't own digimon... if I did then I wouldn't be writing a fic about it coz it would probably be part of the show... just FYI...
~Ken's POV~
I just got back from being beat by the Digidestend. It's a good thing, really. I wont be able to cause any more pain.. But what will stop the pain inside me?
~Flashback~
I walked inside the apartment and Mom, Dad, and Sam just staired at me. I guess they wanted an answer as to why I ran away. Then came the questions..
"Why'd You run away?"
"Where'd you go?"
"How Did you get those scars?"
"We spent so much money on getting people to help find you! Dont you care?"
I ignored all of the questions... Not a single "Are you okay?" They never really cared.. I know.. They only cared about eachother.I just ran into my room and shut the door..
~End Flashback~
I leaned against the wall, crying. It had been two days since I came back and everything was back to normal. I was being ignored again. No one even tried to get me any mental help... though I need it. I wraped my arms around my knees as I cried. The worst they ever ignored me was when I went three days without food. They dont even realize I exist... Then, I heard a knock on my door.
"Who is it?"
"It's Sam.. You okay, Ken?" (Sam)
Okay? Okay!? I've never been okay! No one's ever cared! Why start now when I allready hate my life?
"Ken... ya there?" (sam)
"Yes.. I'm here.."
"Gosh.. you sound upset.." (sam)
No really? I just Ran away to another world and caused pain and suffering and I didnt know it. Plus, My best friend died...
"Well I just wanted to tell you.. Dinner's Ready.." (sam)
Wow. They're actually telling me about Dinner. I walked slowly into the kitchen and sat down. Soon everyone but me was talking.
"So Sam, How was your day?" (My mom)
"It was okay. I had a big test but I aced it. Nothing out of the ordinary." (Sam)
"Wow! I'm so proud of you! Our little genius!" (Mom)
Look at them eat it up.. "oooh our little genius!" ugh.. It makes me Sick.. They love Sam and Praise him whenever they can.. but, they never live me or praise me.I couldnt take it anymore.. I wasnt hungry.. I needed to get away.
"May I be excused?"
I waited a few minutes and they didnt answer me. Finally, I got so mad that I got up and went to my room, taking the knife from dinner with me. I looked back and they hadnt even noticed I left. I slammed the door behind me and they still didnt notice. Was this really the way out? I held the knife delicately. First, I slid the blade over my wrist carefully, only leaving a small trace of blood. I did it again, leaving a bit more blood. Then, out of rage and pain, jammed the knife straight into my wrist. I let out a soft moan. I looked down at tle blood. It was painful and comforting at the same time. Soon my arm felt numb and I passed out from blood loss. About 10 minutes later my mom came in because she wanted me to help with the dishes. She looked at me and screamed, which woke me up.
"uugh.. I-I'm s-sorry, Mom..."
My dad and Sam rushed in when they heard Mom's scream.
"What happened?" (Dad)
Sam took one look at the knife, my wrist, and me lieing on the floor.
"Ken.. why'd you do this?" (Sam)
"Being forgotten.... oh god... it hurts.. please... help me.."
"Ken.. Tell me why you did this to yourself!" (Sam)
"Help Me......."
I couldnt hear any crying but I heard my Mom's shrill whine quite a few times.
"Ken... slowly.. Tel me why..." (Dad)
"Because Being forgotten is painful... there's no one who loves me.."
"We love you.." (Mom)
"You neglect me... It hurts so much. I've tried telling you but you dont listen...oh God help me please..."
I leaned forward, crying. I knew I was dieing but I was scared... Mom picked me up and held me close. I was just so light from not eating in a long time. I could feal her tears on my shirt. They were crying. They actually cared for me...
Comming Soon- Chapter 2!! ^_~ "Stay Tuned"
~Ken's POV~
I just got back from being beat by the Digidestend. It's a good thing, really. I wont be able to cause any more pain.. But what will stop the pain inside me?
~Flashback~
I walked inside the apartment and Mom, Dad, and Sam just staired at me. I guess they wanted an answer as to why I ran away. Then came the questions..
"Why'd You run away?"
"Where'd you go?"
"How Did you get those scars?"
"We spent so much money on getting people to help find you! Dont you care?"
I ignored all of the questions... Not a single "Are you okay?" They never really cared.. I know.. They only cared about eachother.I just ran into my room and shut the door..
~End Flashback~
I leaned against the wall, crying. It had been two days since I came back and everything was back to normal. I was being ignored again. No one even tried to get me any mental help... though I need it. I wraped my arms around my knees as I cried. The worst they ever ignored me was when I went three days without food. They dont even realize I exist... Then, I heard a knock on my door.
"Who is it?"
"It's Sam.. You okay, Ken?" (Sam)
Okay? Okay!? I've never been okay! No one's ever cared! Why start now when I allready hate my life?
"Ken... ya there?" (sam)
"Yes.. I'm here.."
"Gosh.. you sound upset.." (sam)
No really? I just Ran away to another world and caused pain and suffering and I didnt know it. Plus, My best friend died...
"Well I just wanted to tell you.. Dinner's Ready.." (sam)
Wow. They're actually telling me about Dinner. I walked slowly into the kitchen and sat down. Soon everyone but me was talking.
"So Sam, How was your day?" (My mom)
"It was okay. I had a big test but I aced it. Nothing out of the ordinary." (Sam)
"Wow! I'm so proud of you! Our little genius!" (Mom)
Look at them eat it up.. "oooh our little genius!" ugh.. It makes me Sick.. They love Sam and Praise him whenever they can.. but, they never live me or praise me.I couldnt take it anymore.. I wasnt hungry.. I needed to get away.
"May I be excused?"
I waited a few minutes and they didnt answer me. Finally, I got so mad that I got up and went to my room, taking the knife from dinner with me. I looked back and they hadnt even noticed I left. I slammed the door behind me and they still didnt notice. Was this really the way out? I held the knife delicately. First, I slid the blade over my wrist carefully, only leaving a small trace of blood. I did it again, leaving a bit more blood. Then, out of rage and pain, jammed the knife straight into my wrist. I let out a soft moan. I looked down at tle blood. It was painful and comforting at the same time. Soon my arm felt numb and I passed out from blood loss. About 10 minutes later my mom came in because she wanted me to help with the dishes. She looked at me and screamed, which woke me up.
"uugh.. I-I'm s-sorry, Mom..."
My dad and Sam rushed in when they heard Mom's scream.
"What happened?" (Dad)
Sam took one look at the knife, my wrist, and me lieing on the floor.
"Ken.. why'd you do this?" (Sam)
"Being forgotten.... oh god... it hurts.. please... help me.."
"Ken.. Tell me why you did this to yourself!" (Sam)
"Help Me......."
I couldnt hear any crying but I heard my Mom's shrill whine quite a few times.
"Ken... slowly.. Tel me why..." (Dad)
"Because Being forgotten is painful... there's no one who loves me.."
"We love you.." (Mom)
"You neglect me... It hurts so much. I've tried telling you but you dont listen...oh God help me please..."
I leaned forward, crying. I knew I was dieing but I was scared... Mom picked me up and held me close. I was just so light from not eating in a long time. I could feal her tears on my shirt. They were crying. They actually cared for me...
Comming Soon- Chapter 2!! ^_~ "Stay Tuned"