Serena's Many Heartbreaks
A Series of Amourshipping Drabbles
By Taeuk Nam
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokémon.
Drabble 2: Two Years Without You
I was still heartbroken and miserable. It had been a year since my fateful encounter, and I still missed him so. I kept his handkerchief, and it would comfort me when I was sad (as I often was), or when I was lonely (as I often was), or when I had trouble going to sleep (as I often did).
To make matters worse, my mom forced me to practise this stupid sport called "Rhyhorn Racing". When she told me, I said "Suggestion! Why don't you GET OFF MY CASE, mother?". It was not very effective.
I was ready to give up and accept my fate of never seeing Ashy again, when a quote came to me.
"Never give up until the end!" I heard Ash's voice in my head.
I realized that he was right. I was going to find Ash and make him mine if it was the last thing I did.
I practised cooking. I didn't know much about Ash, having only knew him for a day, but I knew that he loved food, more specifically my cooking. Even then I was able to make food for him. I decided to improve my skills to impress him, once I saw him again.
I also started gaining an interest in fashion, if only to attract my Ashy. I developed a combination of clothes and hairstyle that would undoubtedly get his attention. I let my hair grow all the way down to my chest. I bought black shoes, black stockings (guys love that), a short, red skirt with folds going down it, a black shirt with a white collar, and, to top it all off, a pink straw hat with a black ribbon tied on.
I developed a fear of getting lost, so I remembered to bring a digital map wherever I went. There would be no Ash to save me this time.
Another year went by, and I was losing faith in ever seeing Ash again.
I wouldn't have to, as I would discover soon enough.
To Be Continued