Ch. 2. Disclaimer: I still dont own Digimon. No matter how hard I tried last chapter I still dont own it!
I woke up alone at the hospital around Midnight. I looked around confused. When I finally realized where I was, I figured that my family went home. I staired down at my wrist, now wraped up in blood stained bandages. I could barely move my arm and I cant even begin to explain the pain I was in. I just decided to go back to sleep and wait for morning.
~Skip To morning~ (A/N: Hey, I'm lazy!)
The sun beamed so brightly into the hospital room that it woke me up. I looked at the clock. 8:30... Then, I heard the door open. It was the doctor. She was a tall lady with short red hair.
"Hello, how are you feeling?"
"Tired, sad, and weak."
"Well your fanily should be here any miniute."
"Oh Goody..." (Sarcastic)
~Ken's Parents Walk in~
Mom threw her arms around me and I could barely breathe.
"Mom.. your choking me..."
"Oh sorry Ken.. I'm so happy your alive... you allmost died!"
"That was my intention..."
"Ken, Dont talk to your mother lke that."
I was fighting back tears as they talked to me. Finally, I turned away and cried into the pillow. I felt Mom put her hand on my back, which only made me cry harder.
"Ken.... tell me why..."
"Leave me alone..."
Mom started to cry. I grabbed my wrist and tore off the bandage. The Doctor grabbed my hand to keep me from hurting myself again.
"Dont be ignorant. You dont want to die."
"Yes I do! Let go of me..."
Dad put his hand on my shoulder. He staired at me with an angry look in his eyes.
"Ken.. before you do this to yourself, your mother and I have decided to do something that might help you."
"What?"
"If we put you in a foster home... do you think that you'd... feel better a all?
"I guess... I dont know."
"It would only be temporary."
"Fine. I'll go.."
"Thank you, son..."
I really didnt want to go. But, It might be good for me. I just didnt want to think of it.. The next day they took me to some apartment, so, apparently, they allready knew who I'd be staying with. The woman who answered the door was tall and she looked about 38. Her name was Joan and she lived with her daughter, Lynn. She was kind of short and had dirty blond hair. Her daughter was tall and had long red hair, and she had scratches and bruses all over her body. It was obvious that she was also a foster child. I walked in slowly and looked around. It wasnt the cleanest, nor, biggest appartment, but, seeing you get paid to be a foster parent, that wouldnt be for long.
"Hello young man! How are you?"
"Um.. I've been better?"
My parents walked away. There was no turning back. I was staying here. I sighed and put my bag on the floor. Why were my parents having me stay with a complete stranger? I wanted to run away again. But, I didnt want to go back to the Digital World... and there would be nowhere else to go. The lady put her hand on my shoulder and pushed me down on the couch.
"So tell me about yourself, um... wasnt your name.. um.. Ken?"
"Yeah... and I'd rather not."
She gave me an angry look and frowned. This time she said it throuth Clenched teeth.
"Let's try this again, Ken... Why dont you tell me about yourself."
I have no idea why but I felt like mocking her. So I decided to say this through clenched teeth.
"Let me try this again: I'd rather not!"
Her daughter was looking worried as her mom was getting angry at me. Then, her mom slapped me! I was so confused at the time that I hadnt realized she was digging her nails into my arm. Finally, I felt her sharp nails in my arm and I screamed.
"If you ever decide to be smart with me again, I'll do this again, yet it will hurt more!"
That night Lynn came into the room I was staying in and sat on the edge of my bed.
"You shouldnt have done that, Ken..."
"I dont care... it really dosent matter."
"You dont know what she'll do."
"What do you mean?"
She sighed and pulled up her sleave. Her arm had scratches and bruses all over it.
"She did this. I really dont want thid to happen to you.."
"She.... Why? But..."
"Just take my word, Ken. Dont mess with her."
"Whetever..."
She left my room and I went to sleep. But, aboun at hour later, I heard screaming. I got up and ran into the hallway. Joan was choking Lynn. The threw her into a wall. I ran up to Joan and grabbed her arm.
"Stop... she dosent deserve this!"
"UGH!! Let go you little Jerk!"
She grabbed ahold of my arm and threw me into the wall. As I was getting up she took my by the neck and threw me to the ground. I moaned slightly as she picked me up. She laid me down on the couch. I opened my eyes when she dug her nails back into my arm. I screamed and she put her hand over my mouth. She put her other hand around my neck and tried to choke me. I pushed her away and got up.
"Why are you doing this?"
She just laughed. I felt so.... helpless. Every time she slaped me I felt even more helpless. Finally she stopped and left me lieing on the floor.
Dont worry!!!! This isnt the end!! Chapter 3 will me comming up!! ^_~
I woke up alone at the hospital around Midnight. I looked around confused. When I finally realized where I was, I figured that my family went home. I staired down at my wrist, now wraped up in blood stained bandages. I could barely move my arm and I cant even begin to explain the pain I was in. I just decided to go back to sleep and wait for morning.
~Skip To morning~ (A/N: Hey, I'm lazy!)
The sun beamed so brightly into the hospital room that it woke me up. I looked at the clock. 8:30... Then, I heard the door open. It was the doctor. She was a tall lady with short red hair.
"Hello, how are you feeling?"
"Tired, sad, and weak."
"Well your fanily should be here any miniute."
"Oh Goody..." (Sarcastic)
~Ken's Parents Walk in~
Mom threw her arms around me and I could barely breathe.
"Mom.. your choking me..."
"Oh sorry Ken.. I'm so happy your alive... you allmost died!"
"That was my intention..."
"Ken, Dont talk to your mother lke that."
I was fighting back tears as they talked to me. Finally, I turned away and cried into the pillow. I felt Mom put her hand on my back, which only made me cry harder.
"Ken.... tell me why..."
"Leave me alone..."
Mom started to cry. I grabbed my wrist and tore off the bandage. The Doctor grabbed my hand to keep me from hurting myself again.
"Dont be ignorant. You dont want to die."
"Yes I do! Let go of me..."
Dad put his hand on my shoulder. He staired at me with an angry look in his eyes.
"Ken.. before you do this to yourself, your mother and I have decided to do something that might help you."
"What?"
"If we put you in a foster home... do you think that you'd... feel better a all?
"I guess... I dont know."
"It would only be temporary."
"Fine. I'll go.."
"Thank you, son..."
I really didnt want to go. But, It might be good for me. I just didnt want to think of it.. The next day they took me to some apartment, so, apparently, they allready knew who I'd be staying with. The woman who answered the door was tall and she looked about 38. Her name was Joan and she lived with her daughter, Lynn. She was kind of short and had dirty blond hair. Her daughter was tall and had long red hair, and she had scratches and bruses all over her body. It was obvious that she was also a foster child. I walked in slowly and looked around. It wasnt the cleanest, nor, biggest appartment, but, seeing you get paid to be a foster parent, that wouldnt be for long.
"Hello young man! How are you?"
"Um.. I've been better?"
My parents walked away. There was no turning back. I was staying here. I sighed and put my bag on the floor. Why were my parents having me stay with a complete stranger? I wanted to run away again. But, I didnt want to go back to the Digital World... and there would be nowhere else to go. The lady put her hand on my shoulder and pushed me down on the couch.
"So tell me about yourself, um... wasnt your name.. um.. Ken?"
"Yeah... and I'd rather not."
She gave me an angry look and frowned. This time she said it throuth Clenched teeth.
"Let's try this again, Ken... Why dont you tell me about yourself."
I have no idea why but I felt like mocking her. So I decided to say this through clenched teeth.
"Let me try this again: I'd rather not!"
Her daughter was looking worried as her mom was getting angry at me. Then, her mom slapped me! I was so confused at the time that I hadnt realized she was digging her nails into my arm. Finally, I felt her sharp nails in my arm and I screamed.
"If you ever decide to be smart with me again, I'll do this again, yet it will hurt more!"
That night Lynn came into the room I was staying in and sat on the edge of my bed.
"You shouldnt have done that, Ken..."
"I dont care... it really dosent matter."
"You dont know what she'll do."
"What do you mean?"
She sighed and pulled up her sleave. Her arm had scratches and bruses all over it.
"She did this. I really dont want thid to happen to you.."
"She.... Why? But..."
"Just take my word, Ken. Dont mess with her."
"Whetever..."
She left my room and I went to sleep. But, aboun at hour later, I heard screaming. I got up and ran into the hallway. Joan was choking Lynn. The threw her into a wall. I ran up to Joan and grabbed her arm.
"Stop... she dosent deserve this!"
"UGH!! Let go you little Jerk!"
She grabbed ahold of my arm and threw me into the wall. As I was getting up she took my by the neck and threw me to the ground. I moaned slightly as she picked me up. She laid me down on the couch. I opened my eyes when she dug her nails back into my arm. I screamed and she put her hand over my mouth. She put her other hand around my neck and tried to choke me. I pushed her away and got up.
"Why are you doing this?"
She just laughed. I felt so.... helpless. Every time she slaped me I felt even more helpless. Finally she stopped and left me lieing on the floor.
Dont worry!!!! This isnt the end!! Chapter 3 will me comming up!! ^_~