Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ My Glass Doll ❯ My Fragile Glass Doll ( Chapter 3 )

By WerewolfGirl/Sasha
My Glass Doll: Chapter 3
My Fragile Glass Doll.
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Geez how much sunlight comes into this room? It's blinding, I'll need to get a better blind all this sunlight makes my eyes hurt more than my head. I moved my hand to rub my eye to get rid of the sleep but was way off the mark and my hand hit the pillow. I feel so stupid; it's all these pills I'm taking. Two types of painkillers, sleeping pills, anti-depression and some other type of pill which I don't know what it does but the doctors definitely knew how to make a good cocktail of these drugs. This cocktail is basically making me sleep all day or when I am awake I can't even do the simplest things without help; these pills have made my brain so numb and slow. Think that might have been the idea so I don't injure myself again- not like that is going to happen anytime soon. I rolled over on my bed looking at the time on my alarm clock, midday? I woke up earlier today and managed to change clothes without help and I fell asleep again! Stupid pills, I hate doctors and medication.

I heard myself groan hoarsely before sitting up carefully avoiding my injured arm. I was let out of hospital a week ago but home is really the only real place I have been. I've had company ever since my slight outburst, my parents being more friendly with each other even my mother staying over for the night or coming over early to check on me though I would always be asleep. I love this for once this broken family is under one roof, I can see my mother more and everyday when I'm awake I notice little things; glances, a smile, a simple touch of the hand between my parents they seem to be happier. All this because I stupidly tried to kill myself just to bring the two back together, selfishly I wish I had done it earlier if I knew what the affects of it might have been to my mum and dad. I don't want this happy family bubble to burst anytime soon. I like it too much but no doubt it will burst one day like everything else; the arguments might start up again. After all the reason I see them both more now is because another factor the hospital enforced for my recovery; a minder. Just to keep an eye on me taking my medication, don't attempt anything and also to help me as I get so doped up I need to be watched if I have a bath or something in case I go to sleep. I've given up being embarrassed about the fact my mum now washes my hair for me like I'm alittle kid, it's just one of those things that won't past the front door anyway.

I brushed back my hair from my face and looked down at myself the distinct smell of sweat was coming from the clothes I was wearing and they where only fresh on this morning. I mumbled at myself I was still so tired I couldn't even have words to say to myself as I kicked off my cord trousers and pulled off my T-shirt grabbing at a clean one on top of a small wash pile my mother had left. No need to bother about trousers I was wearing long boxers and really the other people here will be my dad or mum like I give a dam about having my legs covered in front of family. Getting to my feet I slowly wondered to the door now on the start of a small search for the bathroom so I could try and wake myself up with cold water. I pushed the door open with my left hand before moving it up to rub the sleep out of my eyes though only got as far as one step outside the door before my vision noticed a blue haired person on the sofa turn around to look at me.

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Even with the noise of the beginning from the film I was watching on television. I heard the movement of feet and a door opening behind me, I managed just in time to turn as see the teenager take a step in to the main room of the apartment. I couldn't help myself but to grin at the sight of the new person in the room. Those blond longish locks where sleep tangled and lay around his handsome face in a sort of mane, bewitching sapphire blue pools lazy with sleep looking at me so deeply it sent a shivers down my spine. What he was wearing boxers and a white T-shirt-I would guess a size too small. I had to bite my tongue from saying or making some sort of noise. I was falling more and more each time I saw him, one look will set my heart alight. He clearly looked as though my presence gave him a surprise; it was a cute look for him. 'Where's my mum or my dad?'

He asked walking over to where I was seating to lean on the sofa to make sure to stay up on his feet as he looked around for any signs of his parents.

'Apparently some journalist from your mother's work place saw you at the hospital that night and took some photos and wrote a story, he was just about to publish it. But someone gave your mum a tip off. So they have both gone to try and keep the true story covered up so not to damage your career… I just came over to drop some get well soon things off for you from the gang.' I gestured to a small pile on the coffee table the blond noted before walking around from behind the sofa to sit beside me, which was alittle bit of a squeeze as a blanket and pillow where piled on the edge. 'Do they know the true story?'

He said sadly as he leaned forward and picked up a stuffed teddy bear that had a bandage around its head, playing with it's small paw before looking back at me.

'Nope they don't know only your brother and Hikari but she promised not to tell Taichi… We just said you had an accident and cut yourself badly, I didn't want to tell them anything unless you want to-'

'I don't want them to know' He snapped fiercely at me that it seemed to take both him and myself by surprise.

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Where did the volume in my voice come from? I haven't spoken that loud in a long while and poor Jyou is looking at me as though I wounded deeply with my tone. I didn't mean to yell he was just helping me out. 'I'm sorry I didn't mean to… Who got me this thing anyway?'

I asked keeping my eyes on the bear in my hands, I felt the elder beside me relax and edge if it was possible nearer to me. 'Guess'

'Well couldn't have been Mimi she's still in American, erm Miyako?' A chuckle came in reply I knew I guessed right I grinned putting the bear down and noticing a bunch of flowers in a half arranged order and a card's corner just visible in the blossom. 'This must be from Sora- she's getting better.'

I glanced at Jyou and could see him watching me with a smile as I plucked out the card to read aloud. 'Get well soon love…wow everyone has signed this! What the hell is that by Daisuke's name?'

I felt Jyou lean closer to look over my shoulder; his hand was on my arm it gave me a funny tingling feeling and his head being so near to mine. 'I think it's meant to be a microphone or possibly a deformed football.'

I had to laugh well it was a nice thought what ever Daisuke was trying to do next to his signature though each one of Jyou's breaths where tickling the back of my neck every time he exhaled as he carried on leaning over my shoulder. It was an odd feeling and again that tingling feeling returned to me again running down my spine that it made me fidget suddenly as though I had just had an electric shock. The blue haired boy leaned backwards even if the sides of our legs where still touching. I smiled setting the card in front of us, it was nice for everyone to send me these well wishes even if the truth was hidden from them. Nice to know in this world there are some people care for me when I had almost had enough of it. How stupid I was to try and throw away my life forgetting I had great friends, who care for me just as much as I do for them. Though there has been during this whole time one friend that has been there for me even at my worst an unsung hero in the redeeming of my life.

I turned to look at the just slightly older boy beside me though his eyes where not on me but looking ahead at the flickering images on the television screen. 'Thanks Jyou for being there for me.'

He carried on looking at the screen as though he had not heard me but after a moment's paused he replied turning his head to stare at me with those inky black eyes. 'You don't have to thank me Yamato.'

'No Jyou I have to. If it wasn't for you I might have died you where the one who found me… Don't say my dad would have found me if you hadn't, you kept me going and you where there for me. Your not only a good friend you know, you've been my hero more than once and I'm never going to let you forget that fact.' Before he had time to fully turn around I don't know why I just had this huge urge inside of me that just flung my arms around his waist and held him tightly, hearing his heartbeat start to go a fraction faster as I rested my head on his chest. With this action he must understand that I valued his friendship, his care and the fact he is always there with that one trait I loved him for. He was a reliable guardian angel.

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I sat stunned by this sudden action of being hugged by him- this one that I liked, I was falling in love with him. I sighed and looked down at him I didn't mind if he thought he was going to keep reminding me of the that fact that I was his hero as he put it. I didn't see myself in that way, I was just doing what was best that I would do for anyone. I looked across at the television where the main character was watching his own television set, it was funny I was watching him and flicked my gaze the blond lying on me I felt like some version of Big Brother. Watching over everyone.

I started to feel the grip around my waist loosen and the other teen's body feel alittle heavier than it had been. I looked down once again at the head on my chest though those two blue eyes I adored of his where closed, the medication he was on no doubt doing their job like his mother had said would happen if he woke up. I couldn't help but smile and as delicately as I could so not to disturb him brush some of his golden hair off his forehead to look at his face better. He looked so peaceful in that way most people looked while they are sleeping, at ease with the world all worries gone so their are only dreams to think on.

I don't think he would ever realise how much admiration I had for him; he had beautiful looks, a brilliant mind though some people didn't release it and he has a great talent for the music he creates. As carefully as I could I leaned forward and kissed his forehead I had just cleared of hair, he barley seemed to have noticed what I did he was so far off in his dreams. I loved him and what ever happened I was always going to be looking out for him. From what had just happened recently made me feel that he was like a china doll, so easy to break but now their where so many people watching him wanting to take care of him. But to me he was my fragile glass doll.


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What? Yes I am cruel Jyou never got to express his feelings for Yamato and kinda vice-versa. But yeah that's it of this story all I have planned on doing so far =)

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