Mimi silently rode over to the school. She had figured out how to dump him; but, it would kill her to do it. She loved Matt, more than anything in the world.

Mimi saw Matt's car in the distance. Her heart sank as she saw his smiling face.

"Hey, beautiful. What'd you call me here for?" asked Matt in a chipper voice.

He leaned in to kiss her, but she backed away.

"Matt listen." her voice was harsh and sever. "It was fun while it lasted, but it's over between us." she watched as Matt's smiling face, turned into an expression of shock. "Oh, I'm sorry Matt. Did I say something to hurt you?" her voice now dripping with sarcasm.

Matt opened his mouth to speak, but quickly shut it. After a few moments of deep thinking, Matt spoke. "Where is this coming from? I thought you loved me..."

"Oh God. You don't know. You know, when you decide to date someone as popular as me, you really should check out their backgrounds. I'd say anything to bed a guy." her eyes swelled with small tears. "Why is this happening to me?" she mimicked herself the previous night. "I love you too." she said with tears rolling down her face. She began to laugh uncontrollably.

Matt looked like he was going to be sick. "I never really loved you Matt." she said harshly.

In his dismay, he blurted out disgustedly."There never really was a stalker, was there?" he was trying to keep himself from crying. He couldn't believe what was happening to him.

"Ding dong! The bell finally goes off! Tell me Matt. How could a stalker get into my maximum security apartment building? Seriously, it's not rocket science to pretend you've been getting phone calls. And it's not that hard to fill up MY room with roses and candles. Even the hamster? One scoop with a plastic shovel." her voice went monotone.

"I've been such a fool. To think someone like you, could ever love me." said Matt.

"Damn straight." said Mimi. "Oh, look at the time. I have to go get my nails done." said Mimi waving bye to Matt.

He heard her laugh all the way to her car. With the screech of tires, she was gone. He fell to one knee, unable to support his body weight. Tears that felt like acid, poured out of his eyes. He clutched at his heart. He was positive. It would explode into a million pieces. Violently, he wiped away his tears. 'Never again.' he said to himself. 'I thought she was different from the rest.' he thought sadly. His grief intoxicated his mind. He stumbled back to his car. His vision blurred beyond compare. His hand, shaking wildly, jabbed the keys into the ignition. He sat looking at the open road. For so many people, an open road meant many new possibilities and adventures. At this moment, the open road, for Matt, was only another way to get hurt. His life ended when Mimi said she didn't love him. Nothing was as painful as watching you only love reject you. He stepped on the gas pedal, and took off.

He went back to his place, to think. He was greeted by Chris.

"Hey Matt! What's wrong?"

"Nothing." replied Matt. "Aren't you supposed to be with your mom?"

"That's the funny thing. When I got there, my mom was fine. Alive and kicking! I don't know what kind of sick son of a bitch phoned me, but I can tell you, if it ever happens again, I'm phoning he cops!" Chris picked up his overstuffed suitcase, and threw them in his room.

NOW, JUST SO THIS DOESN'T GET TOTALLY CONFUSING, IT'S NOW 2 MONTHS AFTER THE HUGE BREAK UP. NOW, MIMI IS SUPPOSED TO BE ABOUT 20, AND MATT 22. THEY JUST GRADUATED FROM COLLEGE, AND IT'S SUMMER VACATION. ^_~ ~~kate~~

Mimi hadn't walked out of her house in more than one month. She stayed home, watching soap opera all day, divulging into the junk food category. Her breakfasts were pizza and milkshakes. Her lunches, triple chocolate, double swirled, extra fudge, chocolate ice cream, with real brownie and chocolate chips. (The only true kind of comfort food!) She didn't care what she ate anymore. Keeping her figure was the last thing on her mind. She kept remembering the fatal night, where seemed to have died. She couldn't believe how cruel she'd been. Then she would always remember why she did it. To protect him. 'I had to break up with him. If I hadn't, then he'd be dead right now. At least he's still here.' she said. She wrapped her arms tightly around herself. Matt's massive green sweater draped around her shoulders. She always wore his sweaters. They were the only items she possessed of his, which made her feel good about what she had done. A loud wailing sound broke her train of thought. It was the kettle.

"Tea's finally ready." she said getting up. On her way to the kitchen, Mimi passed a mirror. She stopped and gazed into it. Her eyes were completely bloodshot. Her hair no longer had its radiant shine to it. Worst of all, she had put on several pounds, from all the junk food. 'I look horrible.' she thought, but quickly brushed it off.

She walked into the kitchen, the smell of peppermint lingering everywhere. She felt really dizzy, so she grabbed a chair, and sat down. Placing her hand to her forehead, she realized that she was sick. "Just great." she mumbled. She grabbed a cup from the top shelf, and the thermometer from the bottom drawer. She placed the thermometer, in her mouth, and poured hot peppermint tea into the cup. 'Peppermint tea was Matt's favorite.' she remembered sadly. A beeping sound, alerted Mimi her temperature was above average. Way above average! She had a fever! "PERFECT!" she screamed. "I'm sick too." she slowly brought the cup to her lips. As the liquid touched her tongue, she felt sick. She dropped the cup, and ran into the bathroom, where she preceded to throw up. The nausea didn't leave her. Memories of Matt and herself came flooding back, haunting her.

************************************************************************ "You'll be fine Mimi; now that he's not around. I'll take care of you. Better than he ever could." the figure calmly took out a big book, and began to write in it.

"Oh shit!" it exclaimed. "It can't be...."

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Mimi decided she needed to go to the hospital. She tried to get into her usual clothing, but her extra 'tire' wouldn't permit it. She moaned, as she threw on a purple tank top, and a pair of overalls. She walked down the stairs, as if it was her first time walking. She held onto the railing for dear life, as she finally reached her car. She drove very carefully to the hospital, because all the swerving made her even sicker.

Several minutes later, she reluctantly made it to the hospital. To her surprise, she was greeted by Joe.

"Joe! I didn't know you worked here!" she exclaimed.

"Nice to see you to Mimi." he replied with a huge smile on his face.

"Of course I'm thrilled to see you!" she said as she hugged him. He had grown several inches, over the years, and contacts replaced his glasses. He had matured into a very handsome man. "You look great!"

Joe looked her over. "You've probably had better days. Huh?"

"Yeah, I'm sick. I think it's that new bug floating around Japan."

"Well, let's get you into a room. You'll be pleased to know that I've been working as a doctor here, for more than five months now!" he said triumphantly.

"That's amazing! I bet you're the best doctor this hospital has." said Mimi feeling better.

Joe lead her into a room, and took a sample of her blood. (It's true! When I got really sick, the Dr., had 2 take a sample of my blood to determine which disease it was. Luckily 4 me, it was a really bad case of chicken pox!!!)

Mimi rubbed the area where the needle had previously been. Joe handed her a bright pink bandage.

"Still your favorite color, I hope." he said.

Mimi smiled. "Yep!" she placed the bandage over her wound.

"I'll be back in a few minutes, with the results." said Joe smiling. As he walked out the door, h bowed his head. 'Mimi looks horrible.' he thought. 'What the hell has Matt done to you?' he thought solemnly. It was painfully obvious that he had broken up with her. Never in his life, had he ever meet someone as special as Mimi. He had, had a huge crush on her in the Digiworld, but as fate would have it, she was liked Matt.

Joe was now in the department of the hospital, that contained all sorts of diseases. He had to wear a suit, with a small supply of oxygen.

He placed a drop of blood, on a piece of litmus paper, and dunked it in a blue tinted liquid. It turned pink.

"No good." said Joe, as he did the exact same thing 3 times. Once in a yellowish liquid. Again in a clear liquid. Finally, he was down to only 2 possibilities.

"For the love of Good, turn pink." prayed Joe, as he carefully dropped the blood stained paper into the purple tinted substance. He held his breath, as the substance reacted with the blood. Slowly, it turned crimson. Joe exhaled deeply. He placed the seal back on the container, and replaced it with the other containers, marked AIDS.

Finally, there was only one other possibility. But after the test came back negative, Joe began to wonder. He sat, looking at the small supply of blood that was left. "That's it!" he exclaimed, jumping over to a small vile. He gently shook a small amount of the powder into the remains of Mimi's blood. It turned foggy blue. "Ding ding ding, we have a winner." said Joe.

He walked back to Mimi's room, and entered. He was met by the gaze of Mimi's amber eyes.

"You know Mimi, you really should take better care of yourself." said Joe.

"I know." said Mimi sadly.

"No. You don't." he said.

Mimi felt herself taking a long walk. Her conversation with Joe, still ringing in her head. She bumped into people, not caring where she was walking. 'I had no idea I was that sick.' though Mimi. A tear streamed down her face.

Matt had decided to take a walk that night, as well. He no longer cared about anything. He let himself become distant again. Letting no one he cared about, to get close. He became a shell of his former self. That was of course, before Mimi made him realize, how much better it was, to be open, with his feelings. He punched the wall he was walking near. The break up still standing out in his mind. To him, it didn't make any sense. 'What happened to the girl, I fell in love with?' he asked himself. 'The Mimi I love would never do this.'

Little did the couple know, they were about to walk right into one another. As Matt turned the corner, he collided with someone, and fell right on top of them. His elbow accidentally smashing into their stomach.

"AH!" screamed Mimi. Matt jumped up, and helped the girl up, not realizing it was Mimi.

Mimi clutched her stomach tightly. A throbbing pain was passing through her body.

"Oh miss, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to..." started Matt.

Mimi looked up. Staring into her tear drenched eyes, were Matt vivid sapphire eyes. "Matt..." Mimi uttered, still holding her sore stomach.

Matt wanted to reach out, and pull her close to him. But, then he remembered what she had told him. "Sorry." he said flatly walking away.

"Matt..." Mimi whispered under her breath. She looked on as his tall frame walked away from her. A deep sadness filled her heart. "I really lost him." she wept silently. "If only you knew..."

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"Bye Joe! Thanks for helping me out!"

"No problem! It's my job, you know." said Joe beaming.

"I owe you one. Remember that!"

"Believe me. I will!" said Joe smiling, as he waved goodbye.

'Yes Joe. You've helped me out more than you can possibly imagine.' he thought, pulling a large envelope out of his bag. He sat down, and began to read the contents. "Name: Mimi Tachikawa. Age: 21. Blah, blah, blah, oh! Here we are, the patient..." he stopped reading. "I was right. Why do I have to be right? Now it's two lives I have to destroy..."

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Mimi had settled down in her bed. A large box of tissues, were stationed by her bedside. Her eyes were bloodshot. She blew her nose, and dropped the tissue into an over flowing garbage can. "Why me?" she said stubbornly. "I never did anything to deserve this kind of punishment." she said touching her stomach. There was a huge bruise where Matt's elbow had hit. To an ordinary person, the pain would be long gone. But to her, it was still sore. It wasn't the physical pain, but the emotional pain. To her, Matt had caused it. Unintentional or not, he was the one that walked away from her, in a period of pain. She was suffering more than he could possibly imagine.

She wiped her eyes again. No matter how many tissues she would use, the tears just kept streaming down her face. It was like her eyes had an unlimited amount of tears, but they decided to come out tonight.

Her phone rang. She picked it up, half heartedly. "If this is mom, I'm fine. Sorry I haven't called home, I've had tons of work. If this is Terry or Amy, I'll see you at the mall tomorrow. If..."

"Don't lie to me Mimi. Your mother is worried though. She was talking to your father about it while making pancakes today. You look just like her, when you're worried. Amy and Terry are out with Chris and Adam. By the way it looks, they won't be back for a while..."

"Stop it!" screamed Mimi. "You've turned my life upside down! Now you're going after my friends, and my family! I've had enough of you! Just leave me alone!" she screamed. "Please..."

"Never." he hissed. "I know what's wrong with you. I can fix it." he slyly said.

"What's wrong with me? I'm fine!" she lied.

"There you go lying to me again. I know everything about you Mimi. Absolutely everything. I know what you eat. I know where you go. I know what you did." (Dumb I know. You try thinking of something that sounds really dramatic!!)

"You can't know. I just..." she began. He mumbled it into the receiver. Mimi was speechless.

"Goodnight my love. One." he said hanging up.

Mimi sat dumbfounded for a few hours. She looked at her alarm clock. 2:43 am. "I need to see Matt. I have to put my life back together. I can't let him win." she said determinedly.

Matt heard a knocking on his front door. 'It must be Chris.' he thought, stumbling over to the door, lazily pulling on his emerald colored house coat. As he let the door swing open, his eyes opened wide. Mimi was standing outside, shivering.

"What are you doing here?" he asked startled. Mimi looked at him, with tears in her eyes.

"Matt I'm so sorry! I didn't mean any of it! I love you so much!" she mumbled loudly. He could barely hear her over her sobs.

"Mimi, calm down. Tell me what's wrong." he said reassuringly. He held her tight, stroking her hair.

"The stalker. He made me break up with you. He said he would kill you... I, I'm so sorry." she cried.

Matt's heart lifted. He felt electricity surge through his body. He was happy again. Truly happy. "Don't worry Mimi. He can't get rid of me that easily." said Matt smiling. "You should have told me, instead of putting me through my own, personal hell."

"I didn't want him to hurt you. I wouldn't be able to live with myself, if he hurt you." she was rambling on about something she couldn't quite understand herself. Matt placed his finger to her lips.

"Don't." he said kissing her. He was reminded of how much he missed her kisses. They seemed to brighten, the very dark room. He held her tightly, not wanting to let her go. "I love you Mimi. I always will."

She began to cry. "I have to tell you something Matt."

"What is it?" he said. His stomach clenched. He knew something was wrong.

"I'm sick." she said turning away from him.

"I don't understand." said Matt. Fear had taken over his body. Panic soon ensued, then grief. 'What's she talking about?' he asked himself worried.

"I don't know how to say this..." she whispered. He moved closer to her, placing his hand on her shoulder.

She took his hand, and placed it over her heart. He felt the pulsation sensation, underneath his fingertips.

"I still don't understand Mimi." he tried to move closer to her, but she dropped his hand, and moved forward. He could tell she was cringing.

She slowly took back his hand, and placed it over the beating sound once again. This time, it was very weak, like it was going to give out any second.

"Mimi, your heart..." she started. Then, the sickening realization that his hand wasn't over her chest, struck him. She had placed it over her abdomen.

"I'm pregnant Matt."

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