Shout-outs to mustache for this idea. It's a really good idea. I made it right away! It was a fast chapter. Also, I have no life. ;(
Anyway, here you are!
Gene was drenched. It had been a long day and she need to take a rest. Her house was so close. Hopefully her mom was there so the door would be unlocked. It had been pouring for several hours. Normally high schools were not the stereotype everyone thought they were, but for reasons unknown, hers was.
"For once, could something go right!?" she groaned as she entered. Her mother was on the couch with a beer. This was her usual place.
"G-o aw-ay!" her mother managed to stutter. That was a miracle in itself. However, the fact that she didn't recognize her own daughter was normal.
"Have you been drinking again!? The doctor said not to!" Gene shrieked. Her mother looked at her like she was crazy.
"B-ut I ne-eds i-t. Doc-tor h-as n-o dr-unk i-s go-od," her mother murmured. Gene couldn't even begin to understand her mother. The words were mixed up or incomplete thoughts.
"Ugh! No more drinking! I can't be there 24/7 to watch you! I will stop driving you if you are going to do this!" Gene screamed. Her mother seemed to be unfazed by this. The only part that made her hands twitch was when she said 'No more drinking.' Other than that, there was nothing to tell her that her mom was listening. "Ugh!"
With that, she stormed up to her room, leaving her mom to her drinking. Tears were streaming down her face. Her mom didn't bother her that much, but the fact was, her day was awful and she wanted someone to talk.
"I never want to go back! I wish I never had to be here in the first place! No one would notice if I left, and even if they did, they wouldn't care! I wish I could go somewhere else!" she screamed into her pillow, thinking no one was watching. Little did she know, her wish was heard.
Gene passed out after an hour of nonstop crying. That would be her last human minutes.
"Do you want to leave?" a female voice asked. It was calm and serene. Gene looked up to see a huge silhouette in front of her. The voice made her feel peaceful for the first time in her life.
"Yes! More than anything!" Gene sighed. Her prayers had been answered. The shadow drew itself up.
"Very well," she whispered. "You will be an Eevee." Before Gene could inquire more, the mass vanished, leaving her in a bright room. At least she thought it was a room.
