Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Oblivious Signals ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

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Sometimes I must confess
I do feel a little over dressed
Sometimes it's hard to tell the wishing from the well
Where you threw the penny and where it fell
( "Bleeders." The Wallflowers. )

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Ichijouji.

I thought I . . . I thought we . . .

We were best friends, you jackass.

How could you do that to me? How could you just plunge your hand right through my chest to clutch and claw at my heart . . . to rip it out and drop it to the ground, to step on it as though it were nothing . . .

How!?

Well, you bet your ass I'm going to find out. You're going to give me a fucking explanation whether you want to talk or not. I'm almost to your apartment complex. I'm crying, you moron . . . you made me cry.

I'll make you cry. I'll . . . I'll, I don't know what. After all we've done together . . .

I hate you. I hate you I hate you I hateyouIhateyouIhateyouIhateyou . . .

. . . so why does it hurt this bad?