Okay in this chapter I have a reference to another story that does exist… her name is crazywriter and she's excellent… so… go read her stuff!

Ken: What is it with you guys and advertising?

Fordina: ::Shrugs::

Don't own Digimon. Borrowed other ppl. Own the story and myself. At least I like to tell myself that.

" - " = Talking.

' - ' = Thinking.

Through the Years:

A Story about Me

By: Fordina

Chapter 9- I Don't Want to Start Again…

It's been over a month since everything happened. I am now the stepdaughter to Kevin Palmer. It disgusts me. He's an okay guy, and it's not like I hate him or anything. It's just that… I don't like the idea of having a father. I mean sure… I've always had one, my real father. But… He was never a father to me. Always leaving me out. I can't remember what it's like to have a father stay home all night. That's something else I can't get over… My mother sharing a bed with another… Now that sickens me… Sigh… Mayhaps things will get better… Yes 'mayhaps'… I saw it in a story once… A girl named Kath said it if I remember correctly.

It's nighttime and I'm alone in my room… Oh yeah did I mention that I have to move? Yes, since our 'family' has grown we need to find a new home. How can she do this to me?! I've never lived anywhere but here! 'We'll move somewhere in this area' she says! But that area will still be to far away! I've lived near Zai-chan for as long as I can remember! And we've been friends since then too!

Oh gods… Now I'm crying… Sniff… I can't do this now… Where's Ken when I need him…?

"I'm right here…" Two arms wrapped around my middle and hugged me. "There, there… Don't cry Traci-chan… Shush now…" I slowly turned around and rested my head on his shoulder.

"It's so hard…" I cried. "I h-have to t-try wit-with all my power not to st-start again…" I stuttered.

"Start what again?" He asked stocking my back.

"Th-the… Cu-cut-cutting…" I could feel him tense up.

"Y-you… Cut yourself?"

"Not any… anymore… I used to… And… and now… I-I feel like I need to again…"

He grabbed me by my shoulders and started to shake me. "Traci don't you ever think like that! You don't need to do that to yourself! Not now not ever!" His shaking secede and his hands dropped to his side. "I'm sorry…"

"Y-you shouldn't be sorry… It… It was my fault completely," I told him. "I'll understand if you don't want to see me anymore," I hide my face in shame.

Ken lifted my face with his hand. "Why wouldn't I want to see you anymore? I love you…" Then he leaned in and kissed me. But the kiss was all to short, my mum came bursting in right when it was starting to get interesting.

She stared at me. I must have looked pretty interesting, since Ken had disappeared right when the door opened, and thus my arms were hugging around air, face titled up, eyes closed, lips puckered. I hate to think what she thought of her daughter.

"Um… Tracilee?" She asked.

Straightening I replied. "Yes?"

"I'm going out for a bit… Don't know when we'll be back, you're gonna be alright alone?"

"Of course, not like I haven't been along before. Go have fun," I said turning my back to her and heading for my bed.

"Alright, just making sure, don't stay up all night," She said as she closed the door.

"I could say the same to you too mother…" I said bitterly lying down on my bed.

Hours later I lay semi-conscious on my back staring up at my ceiling. Ken never did come back. But that's all right. I'll see him to-morrow. He promised. And he wouldn't break a promise that he made… Would he? No… No he wouldn't.

Jolted awake by a sudden sound of thunder I fly forward to a sitting position. "Whoa…" I said. "That was really loud…" I said. I can hear a faint knocking, getting up I walk out of my room to investigate. "Probably just the cat…" I told myself. But still not pleased with my logic, I walked towards the window that looked out into the front yard. Peering around I saw someone standing at the door. "Guess it's not the cat…" I leant closer to the door to try and get a better look at the person. Their small… leather jacket… looks feminine… Oh my gods! It's Zai-chan! Running towards the door I open it and pull Zaira inside. "Zai-chan! What are you doing outside?! It's pouring!"

"Yeah… I hadn't noticed," She said sarcastically.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, walking towards the bathroom to grab a towel.

"Had a fight with my mum… Mind if I crash here tonight?" She asked.

Not needing to here anything else I nodded my head. "Of course, I doubt my mum will be back tonight any ways… Well if she is it won't be till late," I told her.

"'Kay," She said sitting down. "Listen sorry for bursting in on you like this… But… I just couldn't take that right now…" She told me.

"Wanna talk about it?" I asked. She grinned.

"Just about as much as you want to talk about your problems."

I nodded. "Point taken," I said. "So… It's Sunday to-morrow, what did ya wanna do tonight?" I asked.

She sighed. "I just wanna relax."

"No problem, you can go and lie on my bed if you want, I'm just gonna work on my comput for a bit," I told her. She nodded and walked over to my room.

"Thanks a bunch TL, I really appreciate this," Zaira said closing her eyes.

"Like I said, no problem Zai-chan, that's what friends are for."

Tbc…