Me: My first oneshot! Whooo?!
Frosty: Try not to cry... although I don't think you will. Man, she sucks at angsty things.
The True Meaning of Love
"Shut up Growlithe," snapped Conner, raising his hand to strike me. I cringed as his palm connected with my already bruised ribs. I was still sore from the last beating. The one where he used a metal pole and tried to kill me. Thank goodness Nurse Joy was there. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. "Worthless mutt!" Screamed Conner angrily, continuing to kick me. Whimpering, I braced my legs for the next blow. It wasn't until dark that he stopped hitting and cursing. Quietly, I padded up to my friend, Frosty. She turned around, concern glowing in her bright blue eyes. "What did he do this time?" She growled furiously. "I swear, next time I see him do that I'll kill him," she snarled, swiping the air after I explained. "It's no use." I hung my head, depressed. "It's me fault we lost again." "No it's not," the Vaporeon insisted. "It's his! He never let's you run around. See your family and play with them!" The dejected look on her friend's face told her that she had said the wrong thing. "Even if he did let me, I don't have anywhere to go. I don't have a family. You know that. They rejected me. Trust me, my life has been harsher than a thousand Mewtwo's could bear." With that, I turned away, tail sagging. "They abandoned me and all because of the fact that I'm not an Arcanine. I remember their exact words when they disowned me. 'You are a disgrace to the family. You don't deserve to live. You should've died instead of your brother. He was a lot more normal then you are. You aren't any daughter of mine. You are a reject.' That hurt. A lot." Frosty looked at her melancholy pal. "You deserve to live! You're loyal, funny, smart, intelligent-." "And I'm weak," I interrupted. "Face it Frosty, I'll never live up to anyone's expectations. That's when Conner barged in and began hitting me repeatedly, forcing me to my knees. "Worthless," he kept chanting. I hung my head. 'You are a disgrace! You disgust me. You are no daughter of mine! If any of us sees you around these parts they have a riht to kill you! Understand?' Those words ran through my head. Tears of pain ran down my cheeks as I recalled the hated life I lived. The one that would eventually kill me. Then, Conner stopped and walked away to the living room. Moments later, he returned, holding a long metal pole with a trigger. He took careful aim at my head and said, "You're weak. You deserve to die," before 'BAM!' And now here I lay, tucked under Ho-oh's wings. But before anything, I ask her, "What does the word love mean? What is love? Does anyone understand the true meaning of love? Was I ever loved?"
Me: How was it? R&R so I can improve.