Hello, everyone! As we all know it's summer now, which is the best month because no school and all play! Most of you are used to my cutesy, fluffy stories, so I figured as a little summer project, what if I try to write a story that's a little bit outside my comfort zone? Rest assured, there will be some sweet moments, but this is not a 100% happy story. There will be plenty of drama, and plenty of angst. So, if you would all like to join me on this little adventure, I would greatly appreciate it!
Let's get the boring stuff out of the way: I do not own Pokémon. Trust me, if I did, it would be a whooole lot different. As a result, I do not own any characters in this story except for any OCs who may appear throughout the story.
"Get the hell back here!"
Misty snarled and slammed the painted white door behind her, completely ignoring the loud yells that were coming from behind it. She didn't care anymore. She had taken enough from that man, and she wouldn't take anymore.
She had to get away.
Her teeth clenched so tightly together that her jaw began to hurt, Misty stormed down the long hallway of the apartment. By the time she had reached the end of the hall, where the silver doors of the elevator waited for her, the white door that Misty had just slammed shut was opening again, this time to reveal her current combatant. Holding her breath, Misty pounded the down button of the elevator in as many times as she possibly could, mentally beginning for it to arrive as quickly as possible. When the angry man was just several feet behind her, the silver doors slid open and allowed Misty access into the small cube lined with dark oak. Once inside, she began to pound on the close button and, as soon as the man had reached those two silver doors, they became sealed shut, blocking his view of the angry and horrified red head inside the shaft. Growling to himself, the man squeezed his eyes shut before punching the closed doors out of sheer anger.
Despite now being safe inside of the elevator, Misty could still hear the sound of the man's fist hitting the metal reverberating throughout the small room she was now in. It startled her, perhaps even more so than being chased by him. Letting out one more shuttered gasp, Misty pressed her back against the half mirrored wall of the elevator and allowed herself to slide down to a crouch, keeping her tear filled cerulean eyes on the placket of lighted numbers as she was brought down lower and lower into the building.
Fortunately for her, the elevator hadn't stopped to let anyone else in, although she couldn't really be surprised that it hadn't. At last check on her cell phone, it was just past midnight. No regular person was out and about at this time on a weeknight. When it finally reached the lobby, Misty breathed out heavily and pulled herself back up into a standing position. The doors opened up once again, but this time to a wide open space, and not just some narrow hallway. The lobby was absolutely beautiful, made predominantly of white marble and hand carved gold, but Misty didn't have time to stop and admire the scenery. Hopefully, she would never have to come back and see that room again.
Stepping out of the small cube, Misty briskly made her way across the smooth floor, the sound of her black heels clicking against the marble breaking the otherwise pristine silence that had filled the lobby. Without so much as a second thought, Misty walked past the red velvet couches and dark oak fireplace, eyes still burning from the remaining tears as she made her way to the front door of the building. It was late enough now that even the doorman had turned in, and no one could get inside without a call into the concierge. Using the side of her body, Misty pushed open one of the gilded gold doors and freed herself into the stark darkness that was Viridian City at night. It was early April, so the air was still crisp, but not enough to bite at her delicate ivory skin. Misty could make it without a coat, which was good since she didn't have one on her person. She thought she'd be spending the night in his apartment.
Oh, how wrong she'd been.
Not exactly knowing what else to do, Misty began to walk down the sidewalk, trying to get herself to calm down. Her heart rate was beginning to go down at least. In the elevator before, when she'd stared straight into the eyes of that man, she was certain she nearly had a heart attack. It had been such a cold, angry glare. Misty had never been that afraid in all of her life. Well, maybe a few times…
No. She didn't want to think about it anymore. None of it. Misty violently shook her head, as if that would get all of the bitter, painful memories out of it. There was no way to do that. All Misty could do was try her best to forget it all on her own. It wouldn't be easy, and it might have been downright impossible. But it couldn't hurt to try, she supposed.
By the time Misty had come to that conclusion, she had already reached the corner of the sidewalk. She stared up into the nighttime sky, barren of any stars due to all of the lights in Viridian, and tried to come up with an idea. Misty had no idea what to do. But, surprisingly enough, she felt the need to be with someone. She didn't want to be alone. Not after what had just happened.
Biting her lip, Misty reached into her bag and pulled out her cell phone, dialing the number of a taxi service she was accustomed to using. Within ten minutes, a taxi arrived at the corner and she got in, requesting to be taken to the Plaza Hotel in Vermillion City. Misty knew it would cost quite a bit of money, but she didn't care at the moment. She could afford it, and it would be worth it in the end.
Hopefully.
After a forty five minute ride, the cab stopped in front of a tall, lavish building surrounded by glass windows with a multitude of flags hanging off the façade. This certainly seemed like the right place.
She paid the driver and got out of the car, closing the door behind her as she made her way towards the front entrance. Two sliding glass doors parted as soon as she came within two feet of them, granting her entrance to the hotel lobby. It was quiet, similar to the lobby of the Viridian apartment complex she had just fled from, but at least this time there were other people hanging around, despite it being nearly one in the morning. Misty could see a small group of people drinking and quietly talking at the lobby bar, while a few business men were waiting to check in at the front desk.
Breathing out gently, Misty made her way over to the square in the center of the lobby, made up of four, gold satin couches surrounding a wrought iron fireplace that was roaring away, despite it being early spring. Curling her fingers up beneath her palm to form a tight fist, Misty squeezed her hand until she felt the surge of anxiety rush through her body before exiting via her fingertips. Pressing her lips together into a firm line, Misty reached into her bag and once again pulled out her cell phone, this time to call a different number on her phone. She held the small device in her fingers, holding it up against her ear and waiting with bated breath for the person on the other end of the line to answer it.
"Misty?"
They had. Good. At least she hoped it was good.
"Hi," she breathed weakly.
"Why are you calling? And why are you calling so late?"
Misty remained quiet for a short moment before replying, "Because…I need help."
"Help? Why?"
"I don't want to go into details," Misty growled.
"How am I supposed to help you if I don't know what's wrong?"
"Does it matter?" Misty tried to keep her voice level. "I need help! I…I don't want to be alone."
"Misty…? What's going on?"
The young woman finally let out a sniffle and hung her head in shame.
"Just help me. Please…Ash."
Cliffhangers :P
This is just a little preview of what's to come. This is the first chapter, of course, but it's also a preview! I need to get a feel for this story and some opinions on it. So, it would be greatly appreciated if you could leave me a review! Like I said, this is much different than what I'm used to writing, and I'd love to read some comments from you, the readers! They'll really help me in making this story the best that it can be :)