Disclaimer : I Own no part of the digmon society, I just write about them. This story is about Sora and her struggle with eating.
Sora : I wish he was…
Sora woke up again, wearing her silk pyjamas. She ran to the bathroom, remembering her she did eat last night. She sat down and with the thought of that one thing, last nights partially decomposed meal came up. She stuck her hand down her mouth.
Sora never wanted to become a fat girl. So she never took any chances. She seldom ate anything anymore. She would effuse to eat. She felt like she was hungry, even though she never payed attention to it, she tortured her body, almost punishing it, fainting and sleeping at abnormal times. Sora had finally got rid of all of last nights meal.
She stood and looked at her reflection in her mom's full body mirror. She was incredibly skinny. Tai had told her that many times before, but that was before Tai let his sister down. Tai can be so immature, she thought. He let Kari fall off a tree, while Angewomon wasn't looking, and decided to climb the tree. "Oh well. That's his fault, not Kari's." said Sora, as she turned sideways to almost see the reflection disappear.
She was happy with herself and smiled. She noticed briefly that she was shaking. But she was determined to ignore it. I am happy with my figure, and nothing or anything can stop me, she thought as her smile faded into a serious look of fear.
A pain shot up her side, as she fell to the floor. Tiredness overwhelmed her. She crawled to her bed, and luckily for her, her mom wasn't home. As soon as she made it to her room, she fell asleep.
She woke several hours later and got up. She felt a lot better, but the pain was noticeable. She put on a pair of her tight jeans, that she was proud to actually put on. They looked almost like were painted on her body. She took off her pyjama shirt and put on her extremely small black T shirt, that seemed to reveal her biceps (If there were any to be seen), and the small of her stomach. Sora, over the small period of a month switched her looks from a regular Tomboy, into a immature model, thanks to her new friends at the college.
Sora quit sports, and started to date Matt. She usually never spent time with the other digidestined. It was spent with her 'new' friends. She felt that they would hold her down. They always said that she was like a big sister to them, but she got nothing in return. Nothing. So, she only surrounded herself in people that she thought cared for her, and today, they were going to shop.
She quickly got her purse, and checked to see if her credit card was still in tact. Check. She got her sunglasses, and left a note on the counter, that read ' Mom, went to mall to do a little shopping. Be back hopefully around six o'clock.' She laid it facing the fridge, and departed for her trip to the mall.
After walking several paces, she felt fatigued and tired. Her stomach fought with her. But she seemed to win the fight as a car with two of her friends, Noami and Akiro peered at their victim and pulled up to the one they called a friend.
"Hey Sora!" yelled Noami, as she drove her small, compact Toyota alongside of Sora. " Get in!"
And Sora did just that. She walked without saying a word and entered the vehicle and drove off with them.
They arrived to the mall, after fifteen minutes of gossiping and rumor telling. They all went into the mall, through the basic looking entrance, and each left in different directions. She finally made her way into a popular clothing store, where she usually got her unusual clothes at. She picked out several more pairs of jeans, a halter top with a spaghetti strap, black, a variety of small T shirts with fancy quotes on them and lastly, really absurd and outrageous underwear, that she usually debated a lot of the time to wear. She got to the check out, laid the articles on the counter for the cashier to check them off, asked for her money in exchange, then shortly after, she left.
But she stopped as soon as she exited the store, and researched her purse and found an object she loved to see. Her digivice. She remembered the times her and her friends had when they were in the digital world. Then a pain shot through her side again. She quickly darted for the bathroom.
She walked into the females bathroom, opened a stall and closed it, as she sat on the toilet. She quickly took out her digivice and looked at it. Memories flashed through her head. She couldn't help but cry. She loved being in the digital world with Bioyomon. As she thought of the digidestined, she thought of Tai. " Was I to hard on Tai?" asked Sora to herself.
She actually liked Tai, but found matt to be more mature, kind and sweet. She looked up to matt as what someone should be. A positive role model. A responsible young adult, who has a future in something he likes doing, and that's music. Unlike the college drop out Tai.
As Sora revamped from her daydreaming, her digivice disappeared. She looked all over for it, but it could not be found at all. She cried even more. No more Bioyomon. No more digital world. Her world was coming to an end. She felt weak and tired, and the pain increased.
She stumbled out of the bathroom, with her hand favoring her side. Then she saw two familiar faces, that of Takeru and Hikari. She turned away and decided to eavesdrop on them. " I can't believe Tai slit his arm. Oh T.K.! I hope he will recover. If he dies, I don't know if I could forgive anyone or anything." Explained Hikari, as she and Takeru ( Or T.K.) walked off to the movie rental store that was quite popular in the mall.
Sora's face now filled with grief. ' Of Tai, I'm sorry, why did you have to do that? Oh Tai….' Trailed off Sora she was quite lost in her train of thought.
She took two steps forwards and fell on the ground. Her stomach twisted and pulled, causing her to yell loudly. She felt lightheaded and queasy and threw up with in seconds. She felt the pain surge through her body. Exhaustion filled up every muscle, and later she passed out, as crowds of people gathered around her.
Takeru and Hikari called the Hospital and to send another ambulance, because they were scared of losing another important person in their life.
