Hey :D So I have a 4 day weekend! 8D There's conferences on Monday and Tuesday so I'm off those days. C: Ok, there's a few things you need to know about this chapter. For one thing, it's gonna be spit into 2 parts. The first part is going to define all of Amu's emotions in the chapter, and the second will just be the story part. This is because well, this part is about rejection, loneliness, and not belonging anywhere, something I'm WAY too familiar with. I have too much to say about the emotions that would run through Amu's mind so I divided it in half.

Also, this MIGHT take on angsty turn at the first half. Why? Because for someone who's felt those emotions basically every day for 7 years, I could write a whole book on those feelings. T_T

The song to play for this chapter is "Avril Lavigne – Nobody's Home (Live Acoustic Version). [Go directly to the channel FlowerInHellx, I have it uploaded on there and it's on autoplay on the channel x3]

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Shugo Chara!, any of the characters used in the story, or any song lyrics/titles that have been included in this story.

Enjoy the chapter!

Have you ever been rejected?

No, I don't just mean rejected by a guy or a girl, or rejected from a college application. (Even though those can have the same affects.) But just.. rejected. From your friends, from doing something, from just plan society itself.

If you've never felt that feeling, then you should know that it's probably one of the worst things you could ever feel in the world.

Next to loneliness, of course.

When you're rejected from something, by someone, in any way or for whatever reason, you get that pang of shock in your chest, which eventually curls up in your stomach and makes you feel sick. Whether someone tells you directly that you don't belong, or if you're one of those people who's able to pick it up by instinct and the atmosphere of those around you, it doesn't change how much it can hurt you.

Of course, just a little shock to your heart isn't the only thing that happens in the process of this.

You, of course, begin to feel uncomfortable in that place, in that situation. Who wouldn't feel uncomfortable? When you're told, or when you feel, that you don't belong somewhere, it makes you want to leave as fast as you can. You're unaware of it, but that shock in your heart grows with each passing second. You probably can't notice it because the pain is covering it up. The fleeting emotions that pass through your heart cover it up.

You want to protest against what they just said, obviously. You want to defend yourself, demand questions on why they would say something like this. The problem is that you have your pride to worry about, don't you? You know that if you even dare to say a word, your eyes will being to water and your voice will choke out incoherent things that even you don't know your saying.

So, you hide your pain from them. Of course, hiding the shock would be a bit much. You let that hurt build inside of you; that stinging feeling of loneliness and embarrassment, as you being to flee the place that you once belonged to.

As you walk away, you try not to think about the things that had just been said. It's impossible, though. Your heart begins to have unsteady beats as it thumps hard against your chest. You're trying to keep your emotions inside, but something as small and fragile as a heart can only hold so much.

So you decide to let yourself really think about the situation.

You try to think rationally, try to say it's not big deal, but emotions are powerful. It isn't long until nonsense thoughts being to flood into your brain. Things that are much worse than what had been told recently start to fill you up. "I don't belong there. Did I ever belong there? Was there ever a look of hate in their eyes? They don't need me. No one needs me anymore. They never did. They never will. I'm alone. From now on I'll always be alone. They'll laugh while I cry.."

Then your anger takes over.

"I hate them. Hate them. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate it. I hate it all."

It's simple as that. No cuss words or screaming foul language or damning them to Hell in your mind. Just plain hatred.

Even that, however, turns into another emotion. The last one in the process of all of this.

It basically leads you back to square one, except with tears.

That's the part where you finally break down.

You can't take it anymore. Every single feeling thats flooding up your mind and heart needs to escape. So you let it escape through those cries of yours.

That's all you do is cry for the longest time.

You cry and you scream, you wail until your throats sore, half-praying that someone will come to find you and comfort you, remembering that your all alone, and crying some more. Again and again that process repeats itself. Even when your throat begins to feel sore from the cries, it's nothing compared to what you're feeling inside.

Now, you're probably thinking, "How does all of this happen just by a simple rejection? If someone really does think of all of those thoughts, their obviously overreacting and insane."

If you have that's what you're thinking, then you've obviously never known what it's like to feel lonely, to have no one to turn to or to talk to. You're probably just one of those people who has someone to call when their boyfriend dumps him, or knows who to look at it when there's a project in school.

Try spending a day without anyone to talk to, without anyone to go to, with being rejected from your peers for reasons you can't control. It's possible you'll learn something new.

Thankfully, you can't cry forever. Soon, your tears will being to die down and subside from your exhaustion. At this point, your surroundings are nothing but a blur to you. You could be in the middle of a battlefield for all you cared, it didn't matter. Right now, it's time to escape reality.

So now, you'll fall asleep, leaving behind each and every horrible feeling in another world.

When Nadeshiko had told Amu about what everyone had decided, Amu had to take a step back from her, "W-what do you mean?" she asked, half-smiling a bit.

Nadeshiko, however, averted her eyes from Amu's gaze, and said, "No one.. wants you around them anymore. They said that, with you being in the center of everything, that they don't want to be targeted next in this whole thing. F-for a while, they kept naming off reasons on why it'd be better if you were gone.." Her voice stayed emotionless, her eyes hidden from Amu's.

She would never know how Nadeshiko really felt about all of this.

She looked up at Amu, then gave her an encouraging smile. "Head towards the lot down the road. I called up for an old friend to give you a place to stay." She took the envelope from Amu, then continued, "I'll give this to the mayor tomorrow." With that, Nadeshiko walked away back to her home, the place Amu no longer was allowed to be at, without taking a backing glance at her.

After a minute or two, Amu walked down to the place where Nadeshiko told her to go.

Once she reached the vacant lot, she began to cry. After a little while, she laid down on the cold, hard cement, letting her thoughts subside and dream of a better world.

New POV:

I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her. I hate her.

I hate her.

How DARE she do something so cruel like that to Amu! It's bad enough that she had to do that but to put it so bluntly like that?

Why. WHY do I have to be such a useless existence.. these are the times when I really hated the fact that I was even here. All I can do is watch Amu curl up into a little ball and try to get some sleep.

My eyes began to burn up, and my body felt hot from all of the rage, I didn't care.

"This hate that you gave me keeps saying, just let me burn."

I shut my eyes in an attempt to calm myself down, and quietly walked towards Amu. I sat down next to the young girl, watching a few tears roll down her cheeks.

I suddenly felt that rage build up in me again as I heard the sound of footsteps, drunk laughing, and that little.. zinging noise you hear when you take the lid off a knife.

The song I used at the end (The hate that you gave me.. just let me burn) was Paradise Lost by Hollywood Undead. C:)

Wow I'm.. not used to writing like this. At all ._. Overuse of the word hate much xD

Oh welllll. Okay so for the next chapter, I'm thinking about writing all of the events that have happened so far in another POV, first person I'm pretty sure it's called. And sure enough, it's gonna be that "New POV's" one :D I think it'd be cool to see what's happened so far in another POV.. plus I need an overview of what I've been writing so I don't have to go back and re-read my story for future chapters.

I'm not sure about that yet, though. If I don't do it now, it'll definitely happen probably near the climax/end of the story. (Though I wanna do it now because a whole chapter about the events of this whole story would probably take FOREVER to write ._.) So yeah. 8D

I really loved writing this chapter because honestly, that's all I feel during school. ._. I'm a lonely person, ok? T_T But it really helped me get a lot out by writing that. 8) I probably won't do this writing style anymore though.. unless I end up adding in something where there's so many feelings that I have to separate it. D:

Please R&R! C: