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"Broken Glass, Broken Dreams"
By: Angel

Disclaimer: *sigh* okwe all know how much I hate disclaimersnoDigimon does
NOT belong to me.

Just don't sue me okayI have uh*checks pocket* a penny! No waitthat's a piece
of lint You can sue me for a piece of lint

Umokaythis story has a lot of bad words in itand scenes that aren't so
pleasantso I think I'm gonna slap a PG-13 rating on this

Look at the titleTHIS IS A SAD STORY Just warning ya now

This is dedicated to all those people who have suffered in silence. You're not
alone

"Broken Glass, Broken Dreams"
By: Angel

I was laying on my bed, the music blasting. I could still hear them
fightingeven with the music blasting I tried to read a magazinepretending
like nothing was happeningit wasn't working
Suddenly, I heard the glass shatter. I jumped, startled. I frozethey continued
to fight. I could hear my mom sobbing. I knew this wasn't any good. I bounced
off the bed and grabbed the phone. I knew he would be in my room any second
Stupid mestupid, stupid me God! I shouldn't have gone to soccermaybe none of
this would be happening
More glass shattered behind my closed door. I went to the corner of my room,
and huddled there I held the phone in my sweaty palms, praying to god that I
wouldn't have to call 911 again
I heard a loud thud against my door. Startled, I dropped the phone to the
floor. Shakily, I picked it up and held it in my hands again. Pleasepleasegod
My thoughts were interrupted by the door to my room opening. I dropped the
phone to the floor and shakily stood up. He came towards memad as hell I
braced for the pain
He grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the center of the room. I tried to
block out the pain from his crushing gripI thought my arm would snap in two
pieces
"Bitch!" he said angrily, slapping me hard across the face. "I told you not to
go to soccer!"
He slapped me againharder than before My face singed with pain. The
mind-dulling pain I couldn't even look at himuntil finally
I stared defiantly into his eyeswhich was another stupid thingBAKA!!! I
wasn't going to make the same mistakes my mother did thoughbut even thenI got
hit harder
"And I thought mom told you not to go to the liquor store!" I said, a little too
loud.
"Bitch!" he slapped me even harder than the first two times and his grip on my
arm tightened. "Don't talk back to me!"
BAKA!! Stop doing that!! You're only asking for more slaps and hits!!
I couldn't help myselfit was instinct to do that I always talk backto my
friendseveryone! Nobody caresbuthe does.
"If you ever do that again, I'm gonna teach you a lesson you'll never forget"
He slapped me again, the hardest yet sending me spinning to the floor. With
that, he left my room slamming the door behind him. When I regained my thoughts,
I slowly sat up. I surveyed my body for injuries and pain. My arm throbbed with
pain and my face felt numb. I clutched my chest. It hurtfrom the force in which
he threw me to the floor.
I slowly got up and went to my desk. I slid into the chair, wincing when I hit
my arm on the corner of the desk. I looked at the objects that were on it.
Pictures, school books, pens, pencils Then I saw it The object I hated most in
the entire worldthe mirror.
I stared at itlooking at my reflection in the cursed objectI saw the way I
lookedhated the way I lookedand with that, the tears finally began to roll
down my cheeks. I buried my face in my hands and sobbed. After a while I looked
upan object catching my eye. I turned in the chair and looked at it-the phone
I thought of calling himthe one I could always count onbut I couldn't not
about this I could tell no one of this this was my secretthe private secret
that slowly destroyed my lifecrushing my hopes and dreams

The bell rang Time to go through the halls towards the next prison cell The
worst part of my day-changing classes. The time when my arms would take a brutal
beating, trying to squeeze through the people to get to my next class. Thank god
that this uniform had long sleevesI wouldn't want to make up an excuse about
the huge bruise that had formed there overnight.
I squeezed through the people, trying my best not to bump my arms on anyone or
anything. WHAM! Someone hit me right in the arm. I winced in pain, and my arm
began to throb.
"Gomen" they mumbled and continued on, squeezing through the kids.
I nodded in acknowledgement of the apology and made my way out of the crowd.

"Sora-chan!"
I looked up and around me, hearing my name being called. I tried to find the
source of the voice. There it wasthe one who called me
"Taichi-chan!" I called back, happily.
It was nice to see a familiar face. I went towards him.
"Hey Sora-chan, how are you doing?"
"Good, you?"
"Pretty good"
I smiled at him.
"So are you up for the soccer match tonight?" he said, smiling.
I felt my face fall I looked to the floor a moment, then back up at him.
"UmTaichiabout that."
He looked at me in worry.
"Sora are you okay? Is something wrong?"
"Noits not thatumTaichi"
"What is it?"
"IIcan't play soccer with you guys tonight"
"Oh that's okay! We can play tomorrow after school or we can play in the park,
like we do every Saturday"
"Nothat's not it"
"What is it then?"
I heard the bell ring. We both looked up at it, then back at each other.
"Look, I'll talk to you about this laterWe're both late for class now"
"Alright thenI'll see ya later okay Sora?"
"Yeahja ne Taichi"
I left him, running towards my class.

I opened the door to my house, and stuck my head in. There was silence. I
closed the door and leaned against it, breathing a sigh of relief no one was
home. I began to move towards my room, so I could do my homework.
"What are you doing here?"
I froze at the sound of his voice. I looked at the couch. There he was, sitting
on it, with a beer in his hand. Beer cans littered the coffee table and the
floor around him. I blinked a bit, trying to check if I had just imagined him
there. But it was realall too real
"II came home like you told me toI didn't go to soccerI came straight
homeIsn't that what you wanted me to do?".
"Sora" he said getting up of the couch.
I froze. I wanted to run to my roomdesperately wanted tobut my body froze in
terror
"Hhai?" I said, trying to sound like I wasn't scared of what he would do to me
next
"I thought I told you to go work at the flower shop with your mother" he said,
walking towards me
I searched my memory for that direction
"You never told me that" I said, trying not to sound like I was defying him or
talking back.
"You dumbass bitchI told you to go work at the damn flower shop!" he yelled,
grabbing my right arm.
I cowered away in fearwhich was the last thing I wanted to show him No fear,
I told myselfbut if I did show him no fearI would get beat harder
He slapped me across the face and swung me in front of him. I stumbled, and
tried hard not to let myself fall to the floor. He came up from behind me and
started to punch my back. I felt the pain radiating all over my back. The
punches came harder and harder each time I thought my ribs would break
"Dumbassbitchbaka" The cussing and name calling kept on rolling off his
tongueit was like music to his ears.
It got to the point where I couldn't feel my back anymoreit was totally numb
with pain. Even thenI felt the pain of the punches. I thought I would collapse
from the number of times he had punched my backthen finally
"Listen bitch!"
He turned me around. I looked to the floor.
"Look at me!" he yelled, shaking me fiercely until I finally did look at him.
His reddish-brown eyes were filled with rage I was scared to death
"You go down to the flower shop and you help your mother till midnight, you
understand me?"
I blinked away the tearsI couldn't show any But to spite methey rolled down
my cheeks.
"Are you crying? Do you want me to give you a reason to cry?"
I shook my head, quickly. I forced myself to stop crying.
"Go to the bathroom and wash your facechange out of the uniformand go to the
flower shop"
I nodded. He threw me into the bathroom, and left me to my business. There was
another oneanother cursed mirror I looked up at it and saw my tear streaked
face
Suddenly the door opened. He threw in some clothes and slammed the door shut
again. I just stared at the door for a whileHe wouldn't be coming back
I then looked at the mirror again. I stood there for 5 minutesjust staring at
my pathetic reflection I hated the way I looked My red eyes and my puffy
cheeks didn't help my complexion either I turned on the faucetthe sound of the
running water made me feel better for some reason I splashed the cool water on
my faceit felt good
I looked back up to the mirror as I wiped my face with a towel. I ran my fingers
through my hair and looked around me for the clothes he had thrown in the
bathroom with me.
I changed quickly and stepped out of the bathroom. I went to the door.
"I'm leaving ok?"
No answer. I looked to the sofa and saw him-asleep. He had passed out again. I
sighed and walked out of my house.

"Sora-chan!"
I turned around. Mimi was calling my name. She stopped in front of me.
"Hi Mimi"
"Wanna go to the movies?"
"I can't MimiI really can't"
"What are you gonna do that's so much better?"
"I have to work"
"Sora! Come onyou can skip a day of work Taichi's gonna be thereyou're
coming!"
She dragged me along with her.
"Mimi! You don't know what kind of trouble I'm gonna get into"
"Oh come on Soragetting grounded for a weekend isn't so bad"
If you only knew Mimiif you only knew
"I can't! Seriously MimiI'm gonna get into so much trouble"
"You're coming!"
She dragged me to her house.

Mimi pulled out some clothes for me to wear to the movies.
"How bout this?"
"Mimi I can't go to the movies! You don't understand how much trouble I'm gonna
get into I have to go to work!"
"Sorayour mom will understandhere call her"
She handed me the phone. I stared at it for a minute, thinking about the
consequences that this would bring meanother brutal beating
"Hey Mimi?"
"Hai?"
"Can you leave me alone for a minute, so I can call her?"
"Sure thing"
"Arigato"
Mimi left the room. I continued to stare at the phone. I dialed the number.
"Mom?"
"Sora?"
"Umwould you mind if I went to the movies with Mimi?"
"Sora! How can you ask me that?! Where the hell are you?! I need your help"
"But Tai-"
"I don't care SoraI want you to come straight down here do you understand me?"
"Hai"
I hung up the phone. I took a quick look at my arm before I called Mimi back
into the room. The bruise was going awaynothing a little powder couldn't hide
What am I thinking?! I can't go to the movies! My father will
I didn't even want to think about ithe would snaphe would probably kill me
"Mimi you can come back now"
She came into the room. She bounced onto the bed next to me.
"Sowhat's the verdict?"
"I can't go MimiI have to work"
"AwwSoracome on"
"Mimi! You can't possibly understandI have to go to work"
I got up and left her house.

I slowly walked back to my house. I glanced at my watch. 1:00. One fucking
o'clock in the morningI was exhausted. The work at the flower shop totally
knocked me out. All I wanted to do was crawl into my bed and sleep
"Crapdamnit"
Just then I remembered that I had a ton of homework to do There is no way in
hell I would be able to sleep
"Damnit!"
I walked up to my house. I climbed the flights of stairs till I got to my
apartment. My parents were fighting-again. I could hear them from outside the
apartment door. I walked inside and took off my shoes.
They were screaming at each other in the living room. I walked by them,
stepping over broken glass and a broken vase. The glass and shards of ceramic
were piercing through my socks. I ignored the pain as I slowly walked to my
room.
I went in my room and gently closed the door. I could still hear them screaming
at each other. I sat on my bed and decided to look at my feet.
My socks were red. They were white before, but now they were red from the
blood. I held my breath as I took off the sock. I looked at the heel of my foot.
There were deep gashes in them from where the glass had pierced through my skin.
I opened the drawer to my desk and pulled out my first aid kit. I pulled out the
Neosporin and the bandages. I cleaned off the wounds and dressed them with the
bandage. I got up off my bed and went to my desk. I found my messenger bag and
pulled out my books and homework. It was going to be a long night

Someone shook me awake. I looked around me. There was my books and homework
right where I had left them. I had fallen asleep doing my homework I looked in
the mirror. There I saw himtowering over me I gasped and turned around in the
chair.
"Sora what are you doing?"
"My homework"
"Well it seems you were more interested in sleeping more than anything else"
"Oh yeahI'm sorryreally I amIt's just that I have been awake since 6:00 this
morning and I haven't gotten a break. I guess I'm just a little tired"
"Would you like me to help you get awake?"
I didn't like the tone of voice he said that in. I knew he meant that he was
going to beat me awake
"No thank youI'm awake nowreally"
"No you're not"
He grabbed me by my shirt collar and pulled me out of my room. I stumbled
behind him the whole way.
God nogoddon'tplease
I didn't have the guts to say what I thought out loud. He dragged me into the
kitchen. The fear in me rose. I couldn't breatheI couldn't move
Godwhat if he pulled a knife on me?
He turned on the faucet and filled the sink with water. My eyes widened in
fear.
What are you gonna do to me?
He grabbed me by my hair and stuck my head under the faucet. I winced in pain.
He stuck my head under the water. I closed my eyes. I tried to pull my head out
of the water, but his hand was pressed tightly against it.
I panicked. He was trying to drown me I tried to wriggle free of his grip but
I couldn't move. I felt my breath getting shorter and my lungs were burning for
airmy head was pounding and I could hear my heart in my head I was going to
die
Suddenly I felt his hand move away. I snapped my head out of the water. Water
flew in all directions from my hair. I took in gulping breaths. I thought I was
going to pass out
He grabbed me by my shirt collar and threw me into my room.
"Don't ever let me catch you sleeping while you are doing your homework again.
Do you understand me?"
I couldn't speak. I just nodded. He slammed the door to my room. I fell back
onto my bed. I closed my eyes and just cried.

Before I went to bed, I did something that I never usually do. I got down upon
my knees and thanked God that he didn't kill me I prayed to him to protect me
when he got out of control like thator whenever he was near me

God help meGod protect meor I will join thee sooner than I should

I slowly walked back to my house after school. I ran into Taichi on the way.
"Hey Sora!"
"Hi Taichi"
"You up for a game?"
I glanced at my watch.
"Sure. Why not"
"Great. Let's go"
I walked with him to the soccer field.

I found a bathroom and changed into my practice clothes. When I came out, I
found everyone staring at me.
"What?" I asked, annoyed.
"Uhuh" the team stuttered.
I looked at myself. I was wearing a blue sports bra and jean shorts.
"Yeah?" I said, getting really annoyed.
"Alright will you people stop staring at her already? It's not like you haven't
seen her wear that to practice before" said Taichi.
"Can we just play? I have to go soon"

We started to play. I felt the adrenaline rush through me. It was a great
feeling. I just got lost in the game, not worrying about anythingjust winning.
Playing soccer was my life. I loved it. If I ever got this taken away from meI
wouldn't be able to live with myself.
"Hey Sora! Your dad's here!" the coach screamed.
"WHAT?!"
I panicked. I searched the field for him. There he was walking towards the
coach. My body froze. I looked to the side and saw Taichi there. I pulled him in
front of me.
"Sora what are you--?"
"What the hell is he doing here?!" I whispered.
"He's here to pick you up probably"
I looked to the floor. I caught a glimpse of what I was wearing.
"Oh my godgive me a shirt!" I whispered.
"What?"
"Are you deaf? Give me a shirt! My father is gonna kill me if he sees me like
this around a bunch of guys"
He took off his jersey and gave it to me.
"Here wear this"
"Domo arigato"
I pulled on the jersey. Everyone jogged towards the coach and my dad. I was
slow to join them.
"That's a real shame" I heard my coach say.
"What is?" Taichi asked.
"Why didn't you tell me before Sora?" the coach asked me.
"Tell you what?" I asked confused.
"That you're leaving the team"
I felt my mouth drop. My heart was crushed. My dad had told him that I was
dropping outnot because I wanted tobecause he was forcing me toI had no
choice in the matterit was obey him, or get beat
I took me a bit to speak again.
"Leaving?" I said, looking at my coach then at my dad.
"Yes Sora. I don't know why you want to drop outsoccer is a wonderful sport" I
heard my dad say
Why you mother fucking asshole piece of shit covering your ass aren't we
"Idon--" I began.
"Come on Sora get your stuff. Its time to go home"
He walked away. I just stood there, in stark horrorI felt like screamingI
felt like calling him every fucking name I knew
The tears came. I tried to force them back but they came anyway.
"Fucking asshole" I said quietly.
I ran to the locker room.

I was sitting on the locker room bench, crying my heart out The thing I loved
most in my life was gone he took it away from me
I heard the team come into the girls' locker room. I wiped the tears from my
eyes and stood up. They went into the room I was in with worry and concern for
me. All for me I didn't deserve any of it. At least that's what he taught me
"Sora are you okay?" they all asked.
I covered my eyes with my hand and waved them all away. I went into the showers
and just slid down the pink tile wall. I began to sob again. I saw Taichi's head
peek out from the side of the wall.
"Heyare you okay?"
"Does it look like I'm okay?"
He walked towards me and sat down next to me on the cold tile floor.
"GodSoradon't cryit's okay"
"It's not fairit's not fair"
I put my head on his shoulder and cried. He gathered me into his arms and began
stroking my hair.
"He did this to me on purposecause he's a fucking asshole"
"What are you talking about Sora?"
"I don't want to drop out of soccer. My dad's making me drop out"
"Why?"
"I have no ideajustdon't say anything okay?"
"I wont"
"Oh yeahthis is yours"
I got out of his arms and pulled off the jersey. He took it from me.
"Arigato"
"It was nothing"
I rubbed my arms.
"Godthis tile is freezing! It adds to how damn cold it is in here"
"Hey! Can someone throw Sora's jersey over here!" Taichi called out.
Someone threw the red jersey over the pink tile wall. We both laughed.
"Arigato"
I leaned my head against his.
"WowI'm gonna miss this Just hanging out after the gameI'm really gonna miss
it"
"Yeah"
"The only girl on the boys soccer team" I chuckled.
"Yep" he chuckled.
I watched as he looked around the place.
"Wowso this is the girls locker room I have never been in here before"
"You haven't missed muchI'm the only one in here" I chuckled.
"Then I've missed a lot"
I laughed and playfully smacked him upside the head. I stood up.
"There is just one thing I have to do before I leave"
He stood up next to me.
"Oh yeah and what's that?"
"I have to go see the boys locker room" I said smiling.
"Alrightif you want to see it, I'll take ya"
I laughed.
"Let's go!"

I walked to my house in my jersey, shorts, and flip-flops. I got up to my door.
Already I could hear them fighting. I opened the door to my house. I heard a
door slam. My mother had locked herself in her room again. I sighed. She
wouldn't be coming out for the rest of the night. I guess I have to fend for
myself for dinner tonightagain
I looked at the floor. There were shards of glass and pieces of vase
everywhereall over the green carpet I kept my flip-flops on so I wouldn't cut
my feet anymore than they were. I walked through the living room. All I could
here was the sound of another beer can opening. I closed my eyes and hoped he
wouldn't notice me walk in.
"Sorawhat are you doing with your shoes on inside the house? Take them off
right now."
"Butthere's glass on the floor and-"
"I said take them off Sora"
I swallowed and nodded. I lifted one foot and took off the flip-flop. I did the
same with the other foot. I put them by the door and walked through the living
room again.
I heard the glass crunching under my bare feet. I winced each time a shard of
glass pierced through my skin. A trail of blood followed me to my roomthe
carpet would be forever stained
I went into my room and got out the first aid kit. I tried to stop the
bleeding I didn't know what to do
I saw my white cordless phone lying on my bed. I reached for it and dialed the
number
"Hello?"
"Taichi? Is that you?"
"Yeah it's me. Hey Sora how are ya?"
"Not so great. Um listendo you know how to treat deep wounds?"
"Yeah. Why?"
"I need your help then"
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah I'm fine. I just need to know for health class" I lied.
I couldn't believe I had just done that. Liedstraight out liedto my best
friend
"Oh well it's easy"
I listened as he told me step by step what to do. I tried to go as fast as I
could so I wouldn't miss a step.
"Okay greatthanks so much"
"You wanna keep talking or are you busy with health?"
"UmI would love to talk but I cant. I'll call you back okay?"
"Alright"
"Thanks again"
"Sure. Ja ne"
"Ja ne"
I hung up the phone. There was a huge red handprint on it. My blood had stained
the phone.
"Great another thing to clean"
I grabbed the phone and limped across the hallway to the bathroom. I cleaned up
the phone and limped back out to the hallway.
"Sora!"
I froze when he called my name.
"Hai?"
"Clean up this mess"
"ButI cant even walk rightI cant clean this nowI'll clean it tomorrow"
"SORA DON'T PLAY GAMES WITH ME! NOW!"
"Hai"
I limped to the kitchen and got the broom and dustpan. I limped back to the
living room. I knelt on the glass and heard it crush under my knees. I winced
each time one of the shards pierced them. I hurriedly cleaned up the
bloodstained shards of glass. I got up and threw the glass away. I began to limp
back to my room when
"Sora!"
"Hai"
"Clean up the carpet. Scrub it"
"Hai"
I went back to the kitchen and got all the crap I needed to clean the carpet. I
began my endless task of scrubbing the carpet clean

I limped out of the apartment with the two huge garbage bags to take them to
the garbage bins.
"Sora!"
I turned around. Masanori-san was calling my name.
"Ah! Masanorico!"
He ran towards me.
"Hi! Need some help?"
"That would be great. Arigato"
He took the garbage bags in his hands and we both walked to the chute.

I sat on the rail.
"So how have ya been?" he asked me.
"Pretty good I guess I had to drop out of the soccer team though"
"Yeah? Why? You were the best playeralong with Taichi that is"
I playfully smacked him.
"Whose side are you on? I'm kidding My dad made me drop outhe's a fucking
assholehe makes me drop out then he tries to cover his ass by saying 'oh Sora
why do you want tosoccer's a great sport' and all this bullshit"
"Godthat sucks"
"Yes it doesAh wellsoccer isn't everythingne?"
The tears welled up in my eyes.
"Its not fair Masanoricosoccer is my lifeGodit means everything to me. That's
like saying that you can't play the guitar anymore"
"Godif someone took that away from me, I don't know what I would do with
myself"
"That's how I feel right now You don't understand how I felt when he announced
to the team that I was leaving I can't even put it into wordsit was likeI
don't knowlike someone took my heart and put it in a blender"
He had a funny expression on his face. I chuckled.
"Wellthat's not the right way to put it. Like I said, I can't put it into
words"
"Ah well don't worry about it Sora. Things will get betteryou'll see"
"At this rateI don't think so"
"Why what's going on?"
I looked down at the floor and leaned forward on the rail.
"WellumI can'twelluh"
"Sora what is it? Come onyou can tell me anything"
"I knowbutnot thisits justI don't knowI cant tell you or anyoneno one
would understand"
"Well if you ever feel like talking to someone, you know where I'm at"
I smiled.
"Always"
"Hey, if you got some time later, come on over. I could use a singer for a few
hours to practice"
I smiled at him again.
"Sure thing. I haven't sung in a while thoughit's been a long ass time"
"Don't worry bout it. I'm sure you're the best as always"
I felt my face get hot.
"Glad you say thatat least you are being nice about it"
"Its true Angel. You got some talent"
I smiled at the use of my old nickname.
"Thanks Oniichan" I said, using his old nickname.
I hopped of the railing.
"Well I got to run. Thanks for helping me out with the trash"
"Sure thing. No problem Sora"
I smiled and hugged him.
"See ya around Masanorico"
"See ya around"

"I'm going to Masanorico's house. I'll be back later"
"Did you scrub the carpet like I asked you to?"
"Yeah I did"
"Then go. Get out of my sight"
I breathed a sigh of relief. I thought he was going to make me do something
else.
"Well, while your gone, bring home some dinner"
"Alright"
I walked out of my house. I closed the door and leaned against it.
"Oh thank god!"
I walked across the street to Masanorico's apartment building. When I got there
I knocked on the door to his apartment.
"Oniichan! Answer the door!"
The door opened before me.
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