Fan Fiction / Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Can't make me cry. ❯ Chapter 10 ( Chapter 10 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Author's Notes: During the POV sessions it's Khannie.
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When my new neighbors moved in my dad was a little weary of them, but he warmed up (more like kiss up) to them. But their daughter, Alice Tulgey, is a pretty cool girl. She is kind of like me in a sense, a overbearing father, forced to go to summer school and kind of an overachiever by force.
But there was something about her, that one thing I can't seem to place my finger on.
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Logon port 2.0.
10011010100101 A nice cool day, soft breeze and hanging with my new friend. Everyone else was scatter here and there, Bobby was at camp and Joseph was with his dad going to who knows where. It was just Alice and I, going to the "library" on our bikes.
The library we are going to is near the Gryuss arcade.
Once there we chained our bikes to the racks and stood outside a moment getting our breathes back from the long trip.
"We're gonna be killed if they found out we lied" Alice said, she placed her hands on her knees for support while she kind of panted. She didn't seem like a poster child for perfect health, I actually was about to ask if she wanted to go back when she stood up and grasped my hand to drag me into the arcade. Inside I could smell the greasy food and smoke from yesteryear, there were a lot of "classic" arcade games towards the back while the newer ones sat in front and in between was the strange, the foreign and the bizarre.
We both tried our hands at the House of the dead, then King of fighters '99 and a few others, by the time we were out of change it was about three hours since we left.
"We have to go back" Alice told me as we walked out to our bikes.
"But first a stop at the library to pick up an alibi" I said, I saw that smile of hers and I kind of melted, she was so sweet.
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Our stories stood up against our parent's interrogations, I was hurried into my room to study for summer school.
In my opinion summer school is wrong, in all senses of the word it is so wrong. But it's my parents that have the power to send me there, not me.
The entire night was just homework and violin practice, the only break was when the Wasanasans called. They wanted me to stay with for the weekend at their summer house in Macmainerbery, while I kept a smile on my face the thought of being next to Chain for an entire weekend made me want to puke!
Like I said before, I had no power on where I can go, they did.
I hate my life.
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Geez, the weekend came up on me fast.
Now I was in the car with my parents chattering on how to act around the Wasanasan family when they make it to their summer house, I really didn't listen as it was always the same. I never understood the whole process, give me cards of questions in honorific Laos and told me how to address the parents. When we reached the summer house the lights were out and there was a envelope on the door.
My dad pulled it off from it's tape and open it up, within it was a house key and a note.
"Dear Khan" my dad read out loud, "something came up, will be back later tonight, let Khannie in with the key and don't worry about it." He shrugged and picked up the key and open the door, from there they just unloaded my luggage into the living room (when we first saw it I heard my dad curse a little) and they just left me here to wait for the Wasanasans.
The first thing I did was check the guest room, which was bigger then my living room. After that I searched for the bathroom I notice something a little off, I couldn't place my finger on it but my instinct was rearing it's head. I checked all over the place, that's when I finally notice something.
There were no photos, no family, no parents, no friends and above all no Chain pictures. I know how vain Chain is and if there was no pictures of him then some is wrong.
In the living room I reached for the phone and dialed out the Wasanasan phone number, after a few rings someone picked up.
"Hello?"
"Chain?"
"Khannie" I could tell he was taken slightly by surprise, "what's up?"
"Do you have a summer home in Macmainerbery?" I was kicking myself for being so blunt, that was stupid of me.
With a snort I heard Chain speak "why would we get another dump in the area?" That's when there a moment of silent, "why are you asking?"
Figuring I was being so blunt I might as well tell him the truth, "your father called my dad and invited me to stay the summer house in Macmainerbery."
"Khannie, my dad is picking up some stuff that my uncle sent here, he hadn't the time to call since Sunday."
Crap!
"Khannie, get out of that house and stay away from the main roads, trust me. I'll be there soon."
Before I could say another word he hung up, he knew something and he wasn't going to tell me what. But I guess I have to trust him. Hanging up the phone I heard the front door being broken down, then the entire room was flooded with these guys in SWAT gear with riot shields.
"Don't move!" One of them shouted, I raised my hands into the air as they started to close in on me.
Why does this happen to me?