I watch others cry their eyes out for the funeral, even Piplup was teary. I however, try and stay strong, for myself but also for my 3 year old daughter, Anastasia. As much as I try, the tears won't stop flowing and before I knew it, I was bawling along with every else. I haven't cried this much since the time I realized my father wasn't coming back ever again. Anastasia was still young, she doesn't understand these things, therefore it was no surprise when she asked me "Why is everyone crying, Mummy?"
I managed to somehow calm myself down, at least enough to let me explain for a few minutes. I told her, "Honey, someone isn't going to come back anymore, so that's why we're all crying." However, being a very curious one, she asked me one more question, one that caused my eyes to water all over again.
"Is it someone special?" I looked down at her innocent face and into her sapphire orbs.
"Yes," I answered "someone very special."
Somehow, I managed to convince her and refrain her from asking any questions for the rest of the funeral and. Soon it was dark and getting late, and Ana was already sleeping. I decided to go back home. I looked at the the person who had left us all, who was so cruelly killed: Paul Shinji. I've been with him for 7 years, 3 years as a boyfriend, and four years, as a husband. It pained me to think about what Ana would do when she realised her father wasn't coming back. Ever.
"He was a good guy. He was a great rival. Even at this age I still consider him as that." I turned to face the man who was speaking, and found myself looking at a man around my age with raven hair, strong muscles and chocolate eyes. He didn't have his signature cap anymore, and his buddy wasn't with him either. I haven't seen him for 5 years. Even so it wasn't hard to recognize him.
"Ash? Is that really you?" I asked. He chuckled.
"Can't believe you remember me after 11 years. I thought you had forgotten me you know, after I confessed to you back then. You left not long after." I smiled sadly and thought back to when that all happened.
I sat down at a bench in a park where Ash told me to meet him. I was pretty nervous on why since Ash had never sounded so worried before and I needed to say something to him too and was scared to know his reaction. Of course I'm probably over-reacting and all but still... I was too caught up in my thoughts to see Ash walking towards me. He nervously cleared his throat to get my attention and sat down next to me. He then caught me off-guard by saying "Will you be my girlfriend?" he looked so nervous and I didn't want to hurt his feelings or anything by saying the wrong thing. Even so, in the end, he'll have to know.
"Ash?" I asked to get his attention. He looked at me with so much hope in his eyes. It pained me to think that I may hurt him. "I love you, I really do," and before he could interrupt I told him "but only as a friend because, I already have someone. I can't return your feelings, I'm sorry. I really am." I was scared to look into his eyes, but I looked anyway, but immediately regretted it. There was so much hope and now it looked like every last bit was crushed because of me. But I couldn't do anything- me and Paul weren't dating yet but I really started to love him. As much as I would love to give Ash a chance, it'd only feel like I'm dating my big brother- not usually the most comfortable feeling.
After what seemed like hours he answered. "Oh, I see," he voice cracked " You girls are all the same!" he shouted. I was suddenly scared. "Misty, May, you- You are all the same. I spend a long time with you, and start developing feelings for you and then, you break my heart into little pieces. Do you know how painful that is? To love someone but then to be hurt by them over and over again," by this time Ash had tears running down his face. "And here I thought you were different from the rest." he muttered bitterly.
"But Ash-" I started but I was cut off with him pleading me, begging me to not say anything. I've never seen Ash in so much pain. But that was the last time I saw him. The next day I had to go somewhere with my mother since she got a new job. But there wasn't even time for goodbyes, since I had planned to tell him that day, but he disappeared off somewhere. I had lost all contact with him and didn't see him ever.
When Paul and I had gotten married, I did not even remember Ash's phone number or address to inform him. This is the first time I saw him or spoke to him in a long time. "Don't cry, Dawn. Please." I watched him as he wiped off my tears that I never knew were there. He offered to escort me, Piplup and Anastasia home. I silently allowed him to.
When we reached home, I invited him inside and went upstairs to place Ana in bed. I came downstairs and say him examining a picture of Paul, me and Ana when she was still a newborn. I felt my cheeks become wet once again by my tears. Ash noticed and placed my head against his shoulder. I didn't protest. "It's not fair! Why... W-What did he do? Why did that truck hit him! Why does it have to be him?" I shouted between sobs. It wasn't fair, life wasn't fair. All he did was drive home from work and then I get a phone call saying that a truck hit Paul. I quickly took Ana and Piplup and ran to see him. But... the doctors informed it was too late. He had already lost a large amount of blood and his skull, ribs and right leg were broken. He was gone... forever.
Before I knew it, my eyes became droopy and I fell asleep giving in to the exhaustion, on top of Ash.
Sorry if it's a bit sad... I'll make it happier...
