Authors Note: Okay, I'm back... Boy, my computer has been restarted all the time, so I haven't been able to write my story in a while. Oh yeah-- and in this chapter, there may be a few spelling mistakes, so forgive me. I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! and if I did, do you really think I'd be writing Fan Fics?

Sheaira: And do you really think she's a guy?

GSS: smacks muse

EDIT:

MilesTailsPrower-007: I went through and fixed the spelling and punctuation. Yay. D However, I did not get to make any random or cheesy edits other than corrections, hehe. Hope you like GSS' story!

Summary: Rated Pg-13 for violence and some language. It's been almost a year since Yugi's Partner left him and thing seem to be going fine for him; until Yugi's Grandfather has a heart attack that leaves him in the hospital. Now Yugi's life slowly starts going down-hill, can his friends help him through it?

Yu-Gi-Oh: Torn Apart

Chapter Four:

Why? Why didn't I just sit down and study for this stupid English test? I hate English. I hate it more than I hate those bullies that keep bugging me for the God Card. I guess you can't really study for English because your never sure what's on the test. But geez, my grammar is awful. ...Isn't it 'Keep off of the grass'? No it's supose to be 'Keep off the grass right'? But that doesn't sound right in my head. In fact, nothing sounds right in my head any more. Maybe I'm losing my mind. No-- must go back to test; mustn't think of other things. Oh great, Essays. I hate Essays. Five-by-five Essays are the worst. Everytime I tried to do an essay, I'd get a low score. I looked up at the clock. 20 minutes left in the exam. I looked back at my test. ...Should I cheat...? No, that's not my style. I have to do this essay my way. Now lets see this next question: Read the following shorts story and summerize it in a five by five essay. Easy right..? Wait, this story is only two pages long. How are you supposed to summerize that?

Okay, I'm finished; finished this awful test, finished the awful essay, and still I'm willing to hand it in. I can just see it now-- a big red F on the front of my test. Grandpa would be so disappointed in me if I did fail it. That reminds me. The doctors said Grandpa was doing better. Maybe he get up soon. That got me excited, and when I was excited I smiled.

"Hey Yug'! You're smilin'!" It was Joey. I could tell it was him even before I looked up. I couldn't but smile even wider.

"Yup! The doctors said that grandpa was doing better," I said cheerfully.

"Really? He's doing better? Oh, that's wonderful Yugi!" Téa seemed very happy as well. She had already came to see what was upm and why I was so happy. Tristan had followed her and gave me the thumbs up.

"That's great, Yugi."

"Hey, does dat mean we can go see 'im now?" Joey asked me. I nodded as I finished putting my shoes away and taking my outdoor shoes out to put on.

"That's great! Why don't we all go with you Yugi?" Téa suggested. I liked that idea. It was nice to have friends come with you.

"That's a great idea! I'm all for it how about you Joe?" Tristan grinned at Joey and he glared back.

"I told ya not ta call me dat. It makes me sound like an old geezer." That made me laugh and the three of my friends where shocked.

"Did Yugi just...?"

"I think he did."

"You guys, it's not like it's the first time I've ever laughed in my life!" I was laughing harder now. They're so funny. Just then I realized that I hadn't even put my shoes on yet. I did it quickly and grabbed my back pack. "Alright, let's go vist grandpa!"

We walked all the way to Domino Hospital. I was still wondering about my test. I mean, what should I tell grandpa if I do get an F tomorrow? I bet that'd break his heart... I sighed softly as we entered the hospital.

"Hey, how d'ya think ya did on dat test, Tris?" Joey broke the somewhat creepy silence.

"Ah, I dunno. I hate English," Tristan said. "And by the sounds of it Joey, you failed."

"What'dya just say, Tris!" Joey grabbed him by his collar and stared coldly at him. If looks could kill, I think Tristan would be dead.

"I was kidding!" Tristan said smiling. Téa shock her head and walked on towards Grandpa's room. I followed her quickly. We opened the door to see Grandpa. He was still sleeping like he was before, and I lost a bit of hope and sighed softly. I was really hoping he'd be awake... Tristan and Joey finally arrived and I looked blankly at them. They had gotten flowers, but from where?

"Hey, look what we got from a Vending Machine! I didn't think they sold flower there," Tristan said, smiling.

"Wow, that's so sweet of you guys!" Téa smiled.

"Dey're supposed ta help ya get better, gramps. Hope dey work..." Joey placed the flowers on the empty table and I smiled.

"I hope they work too Joey." I smiled and sat in the chair next to Grandpa. Oh how I really hope they work...

We spent a hour watching grandpa and playing are card game. Then I realized that I had left the Shop for too long. Téa realized that she had Lessons to go to. Tristan remembered that his sister was coming into town and Joey... well, he realized that he was hungry. We all parted ways and I ran home as quickly as I could. ...But running wasn't the best thing to do because I tripped and fell to the ground hard. But it wasn't by accident. I looked up to see Alex. Not him again--! Not here of all places! I need to go home..!

"Hey, Loser. Did you bring your cards?" Alex asked.

"Yeah. We've been really patient with you, Motou." Denis grinned and picked me up by the back of my deep blue jacket.

"So do ya have 'em?" Kevin said as Denis placed me on the ground gently. Do these guys ever just give up!

"I told you..." I started but that just got me a punch in the jaw. I fell on my side hard and coughed. Blood...I bit my tounge I little too hard. I hate the taste of blood. I hate the sight of blood, too. It was an ugly color and it tasted like metal.

"We heard you, but didn't we warn you?" Denis cracked his knuckles.

"Go away!" I yelled. Boy, was that pathetic... Alex pulled off my back pack and tossed it to Denis.

"Maybe he hid them in there," Alex said and I tried to get up, only to have a foot push me face down on the ground.

"Let me see." Denis had pulled out my duel disk and was searching for the God cards that I didn't have on me. "Nothing..." He pulled out a certain card, but I couldn't see it from my position the ground.

"Say, ain't dat Dark Magician?" Kevin asked, looking over Denis' shoulder.

"Of course-- this your favorite card, is it not, Motou?" Denis asked. Alex pulled me up to face Denis and look at the card. They wouldn't... No, they can't...

"No..." I muttered so softly. Denis smirked.

"Oh, then I guess you won't mind if I do this." He ripped the card into half. My eyes widened as he ripped it in half again and the dropped the pieces to the ground. They all expected me to cry, but I just stared.

"Well, I guess I'll have to rip up every last one of them. I mean they're just a bunch of cards, and you don't care, do you?" Denis was patrinizing me, but I still kept my shocked expression and watched him as he ripped up the rest of my cards. The 3 boys laughed as tears ran down my cheecks.

I put my heart into those cards... I put my soul into those cards... Even my trust, and they tore them up... They tore me apart...

The peices of my cards lay scatted on the ground and the boys laughed at me. "Now, bring the God card, or else it will only get worse," sneered Denis as he walked off with Alex and Kevin. I gathered up the strength to pick up all the peices of my cards and shoved them in my backpack. Then I ran straight home. I'm not opening the shop... Not today... Not like this...

GSS: Okay, that was chapter four. I hope you all enjoyed, and again, please forgive my awful spelling. I don't have Spell Check on my computer right now. (But MTP is helping with the punctuation and stuff.)

Sheaira: Yeah, we all noticed that. So long for now, fans. We'll keep writting!