Sorry, I am in a depression... You'll see when you read it.

May sat in her room in the Pokecenter, crying. She had been crying a lot lately, you might say. Crying when she woke up and found the roses on her nightstand, crying when she was out and spotted anything green, crying in the evening when she lay in her bed, thinking of HIM.

He, the green-eyed, green-haired co-ordinator whom she had considered a friend- until...

Yes, she knew he loved teasing her, being mean to her, making her angry. Of course she knew that. And she had accepted it for a long time, thinking it was just his habit and nothing personal against her. But now she had enough.

Even if it was his habit, even if he didn't mean any harm by it, it hurt her profusely. And she just couldn't take it any longer. No more.

What the hell was he thinking? That she had no feelings he could possibly hurt with his insensitive actions? Just because she was usually happy-go-lucky didn't mean she couldn't also be down in the dumps.

So what the hell was he thinking? Wasn't he seeing the tears welling up in her eyes everytime he put her down, made fun of her, yelled at her?

Wasn't he ever thinking of how she felt? And what had she ever done to him to treat her like that?

Maybe it was because she was an easy target. When she had stopped thinking of comebacks, it had become even easier. But she had thought that one had to stop the fight. And that she could heal him if only she was nice enough... Bad idea, May. Probably the worst you ever had. No, the worst was making friends with him in the first place.

And now she had lost not only her heart, but also her joy of living. That's why she had to put an end to it. Now.

She knew she couldn't face him. Not when she had to look into his eyes. Not when she had to think of the times he had been nice to her. She just couldn't. It would tear her apart. It already was. She was constantly swaying between never wanting to see him again and longing for everything to be how it was.

And then again, she was angry. No, she was furious. Infuriated. What had she ever done to him? That stuck up, selfish idiot had no right to treat her like that! In moments like that, she would have liked to beat him up, but she never dared. It would just hurt herself more than him.

Practically, there was nothing she could do but avoid him. Of course, it would be impossible. She would see him at contests, and they had shared friends who would tell her not to take everything he did so seriously. Great, really. Thank you very much for your support.

May sobbed. Now she was all alone. Left outside in the dark with her heart aching like crazy. She couldn't take it anymore.

But what should she do? If only she knew...

The only thing she could think of was to leave this place and go somewhere to think. And to gain some distance between her and Drew. Drew... That name alone made her tears overflow again.

She gathered her things and snuck out the Center in the night. With only her Pokemon at her side, May looked up at the sky. She would go to another town in order to love herself again. That was the only thing she could do for now...

Sorry again, I have major problems with a friend of mine, so actually, I was just writing down all my feelings. Bad thing is. I cannot leave my place...