Depression.
A drabble written by: Ally
Written: Thursday, September 18, 2008
Yeah, I'm not up to snuff lately. I've been going through a rough patch in my life, so I decided to write about what I'm feeling. Well, not exactly what I'm feeling, but rather close.
Please enjoy the drabble, it isn't that good, I know, I spent less than an hour on it, but nonetheless, please review. :3
Disclaimer: I don't own pokémon, nor will I ever.
She curled up in her recliner, her hands were wrapped around her coffee mug. Black coffee, the color of her now hard eyes, usually, her coffee was filled with sugar and milk. Today was the only exception.
She sighed and reclined farther into the chair. She stared around the bare room, she a laptop and a small T.V could be seen sitting on the small table in front of her. She sighed again, what had happened to her once happy life? She used to be happy. What happened to that same girl? Apparently she had left and moved onto bigger things, while she stayed behind, to take the responsibility the other one left behind.
Before she could think farther, a pair of hands wrapped around her. She nuzzled her head into his chest. She hated being depressed, she was even depressed when she was with him. Was that even possible?
"Can you please tell me what's wrong May?"
"Ash, I can't,"
Her fiancé sighed. "I dislike it when I don't know things, you know that right?"
"Yes, I do know that."
"Then why not tell me?"
Her lips parted in frustration, May stood up and walked into the kitchen, boxes were stacked on the kitchen table and appliances were plugged into the walls. This, would be her home for the next six months, while her fiancé was at war.
"Ash," she began, trying to find her words. "I'm losing hope."
"In what?" he asked quizzically, arching an eyebrow in suspicion.
"Everything," she answered looking down, setting her mug into the kitchen sink and placing her hands in her sweatshirt.
"Everything?"
"Yes Ash," she sighed, staring at the open space ahead of her. "Everything, I'm losing hope in this war."
"May," he said, as he wrapped his arms around her, swaying back and forth gently. "There is nothing we can do."
"I know there isn't, but there should be!" she retaliated getting angrier by the second. "This is getting ridiculous! I don't even know if I will see you on Christmas!" The tears started to brim in her eyes. Seconds later, they decided to flow freely from her face. "I don't want you to leave." She said gently cupping his face. "I love you."
"I love you too, but it is my right, I want to defend my nation, and I have a right too."
"I understand that," she sighed again, getting this through his head wasn't going to be easy. "I just wish you didn't have to go so soon."
"I know, but just put it this way, the sooner I leave, the sooner I can be with you again." Ash smiled.
"I hate it when you make sense."
"And I hate it when you don't."
She smiled gently and kissed him. This would be one of the very last moments they would share together. This depression obviously wasn't going to go away anytime soon.
Bah, it wasn't really what I was going for, but still, I think it was rather good, not my best though. Honestly, tell me what you think. Do you think I should keep it or continue with May's "Depression" of sorts. I don't know give me some opinions! ;)