Dear Diary...That Night
By: E-chan

Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon, so please do not sue me.

Author's Notes: I have decided that I will re-write and adjusted some changes that are needed. I saw that I have grown throughout the chapters and the writing style has changed as I re-read through my story.

Please for give me for the spelling or grammar errors. I am looking for a BETA - READER. Please e-mail me at echan underscore hidaka yahoo. com (remove spaces)

August 23, 2007

Couples: Mimato// Mix couples
Genre- Romance/ Drama/ Angst
Setting: Alternate Universe

Song by Stacie Orrico called Strong Enough.

(Revised part 2)

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As I rest against this cold hard wall, will you pass me by?

Will you criticize me as I sit and cry?

I had fought so hard and thought that all my battles had been won

Only to find the war had just begun

Is He not strong enough?

Is He not pure enough?

To break me, pour me out and start again?

Is He not brave enough?

To take one chance with me

Please can I have one chance to start again?

Will my weakness fall and… and now make me suffer for a lifetime?

Is there any way to be made whole again?

If I be renewed and find forgiveness by the strength I've never had

Will my scars forever ruin all God's plans?

With a friendship that no one else could touch - No Doubt

Chapter 2: I Hate You Matt!

Somewhere...

Dammit! Damn this car! God why does everything happen to me? Why did you have to run out of gas? The battery died, so there's no way I can put my soft top back on. My father went psycho on me and I am in a city that I don't know. I have nowhere to go and I'm pregnant with Matt Ishida's child. Oh... I think I'm going to be sick. She thought to herself. All of the sudden she felt nausea. "Uh," she moaned. She quickly opened her door and puked. She was a total wreck. Her hair was all tangled up and wet from the rain, her make-up was running down her face and her eyes all red from crying. She passes out at the driver seat in her car.

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A young man was walking with his girlfriend at the park. He had my arm around her waist. It didn't feel like it uses to be, it seem like they were drifting farther and farther away from each other. He remembered when they use to talk to each other about everything, but it wasn't the same anymore. They had fallen out of love. He was in such deep thought; he didn't notice that his girlfriend was talking to him.

"Matt, what time is it?" Sora interrupted his thoughts. He looked at the cellphone.

"Its 5 o'clock," he told her in a dazed
"What! It's 5 o'clock!" she shouted. He let her go in surprise of her reaction.

"Why? What's wrong?" he asked her.

"I suppose to be at the flower shop," she told him.

"Ok, Why?" He questioned her.

"I got to help my mother." she said, "I'm sorry I had to cut our date short."

"Its ok." he replied, "Do you want me to drive you there?"

"No, that's ok Matt. I have to run some errands before heading to the shop, but thank you," she hesitated.

"Are you sure?" he asked her one more time.

"Of course." she kissed Matt on the cheek. "I'll talk to later ok." and she runs off. That's a little odd from her; is she hiding something from me? He thought to himself.

"Bye!" he yelled as he watched her figure disappear in the distant. Matt walked all alone in the park and it felt good. I needed to think out my feelings for Sora to see if they were every real because am I truly in love with her? He was so confused that he was having an inner-self argument with his inner-self. His heart was telling him that he was in love with Mimi and his brain was telling he was in love with Sora.

Am I in love with her or am I fooling myself to believe I am? He thought to himself.

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An hour and half had passed. "Uh...I don't feel good," she whispered to herself. She sat up. Her head was aching with pain. Did I pass out? Where the hell am I? Oh my god! I'm going to, she thought. Then before she knew she burping up the food she ate earlier that day on the passenger seat.

She coughs. She felt like her head was spinning on top speed. It wasn't her day, and it wasn't going to get any better. She thought to herself and the funny thing it did worse; it began to rain. "Uh, I hate my life!" she screamed on top of her lungs. She started to cry once more. She didn't care anymore. She didn't care if it was raining and she was getting all wet. She welcomed the rain. She couldn't run back to her daddy anymore to make her boo-boo go away. He wasn't the same anymore. She wasn't the angel that he thought she was.

If only she didn't sneak out the house to go to a rave and met that boy Matt Ishida that night. She wouldn't be in this situation. Her poor judgment had gotten to a situation; she couldn't get out of or change it. Now she was on the run from her crazy father. A wet girl sitting in a broke down car, crying in the rain and she was throwing up every hour.

"I hate you! I hate you Matt!" She cried.

"How did you know me? And what did I do to you? To make you hate me?" Mimi faced a young man with bright ocean blue eyes. Those eyes remind me of him. That's why I hate you, whoever you are. She thought to herself.

"Who are you?" she asked in irritation.

"Matt," he replied.

"Uh," she screamed. "I hate you!" She got out her broken down car and came up to him started to hit him. "It's your entire fault," she cried. Her hits were sloppy, there was the man she loved and came to hate.

"What the hell did I do to you?" he yelled angrily at the crazy girl. Am I supposed to know this nutcase? He thought to himself.

"If I never met you in that freaking rave," she started, "I wouldn't be in this situation!"

"Mimi?" Matt called her name.

"Don't you dare say my name!" she shouted at Matt. She swung her fist at him. But Matt dodges it. She tried to strike him with her other fist. But he dodges it again. And grab both wrists. Mimi struggles to set her hands free.

"What's wrong with you?" he asked.

"Everything!" she started, "My life is upside down because of you."

"Because of me?" he questioned.

"Yeah!" she said sarcastically.

"That's it you're coming with me." Matt told Mimi.

"What? I am not going anywhere with you!" she refused.

"Yes, you are!" he argued.

"No!" she spat back

"Ok, have it your way." He tosses Mimi over his shoulders.

"You have no right, you, can't do this me!" She yelled.

"You didn't want to listen to me!" He returned.

"I'll press charges, don't think I can press charges on you!" she screamed.

"I don't give a damn if you do," he told her. He started to walk away from the broken down car with Mimi screaming her head off on his shoulders. "Would you shut up!" he snapped at her.

"My stuff is in the car!" she pounded on his back.

"Will you behave? If I put you down," he asked her.

"Yes," she hissed at him. He slowly put her down. When her feet touch the ground she quick bends over and puke.

"Are you ok?" Matt asked her in concern. She coughs. "We need to get you out the rain." He put a reassuring hand on her back. He began to rub her back in slow circular motion. For the first time that night she was glad she ran into Matt. "Now let's get your stuff and out of this rain."

"Yeah," she replied. They walk to Mimi's car quietly. It was an unusual moment. No one was talking as they returned to her car. Matt grabs her bag and pillow that was soaking to the bone as they were.

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Matt opens the door to his apartment. Luckily his dad was out for the week on business. It surprised him that Mimi and he hadn't argued at all while walking to his apartment. She was quiet. Matt put down her bag and pillow on the couch. She quickly made herself at home. She lay herself down on the couch. Matt just looked at Mimi. She was a total disaster. What happen to her? He thought to himself.

He was complete soaked. He knew he should've of brought an umbrella tonight. While his walking towards his room, he strips off his jacket and shirt and threw them in the hamper. He took off his jeans, replaced them with sweat pants and walk out of his room shirtless. He wanted to know why Mimi hates him so much. What could've he done to her, he thought to himself as he walked back into his living room were Mimi had fallen asleep on the couch all wet in her wet clothes.

Aw...she asleep, he sighed at himself. He watched her rhythmic of her breathing. She was an angel in hell. That's described her well tonight. Matt bended down and touched her forehead. She stirred a little and she was burning up. He had to get her out of those wet clothes. He strips off her jacket then her shirt. She moaned. He didn't know if she should take off her bra or not? He knew it was wet. But what would she think of him? If she knew he had strip her naked. And decide not to take the bra off. He wanted her to feel comfortable. He ran to his room and grabs a clean shirt. He came back with the shirt. He strips the jeans off her. She had creamy white long legs. He could never forget those legs. She opens her eyes a little.

"What are you doing Matt?" she asked in blurry state. Then her eyes shut again. He buttons up the shirt and carried Mimi to his room. He laid her softly on his bed. He covers her with his blanket. Matt walked out his room and pick up Mimi's bag, pillow and wet clothes. When back to the room and threw Mimi's wet clothes in the hamper with the wet pillow. He planned to do laundry tomorrow anyhow. He set Mimi's bag by his lampshade. He looked at her. What an angel? He thought.

"Good night...my angel." he said as he walk out his room with a dry pillow and a blanket. He set his bed on the couch. Man, what a night? He thought to himself.

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To be continued...

Author's Ending Notes: This may be not the best revised, but it was needed. I want to say sorry to my readers for disappearing forever well it seem like forever. There's no real excuse why I wasn't around, but life has caught up with me. Anyways please review it again. And help me be motivated, so I can post more chapters and new ones. I do want to finish this story.

LOOKING FOR A BETA - READER!! E-mail me at echan underscore hidaka yahoo . com