"No. I can't do that." "But you have to. You know it's the only way." The two stood alone in the darkness of the night, and the light of the moon plastered their faces. Their jackets waved in the harsh breeze as they quietly thought to themselves. "Nothing is stopping you, and nothing is in your way." "I already told you th-" "Listen to me. Do you really think that is a threat? You truly are ridiculous. I think I'm just wasting my time here." The boy reached out his hand out and grabbed his wrist before the other was about to walk off. "Wait!.. Wait.. Is there any hope for me?" He simply crossed his hands and looked at the sky, "Of course. It is still your decision to go through with it, though." Nodding at his words, he now ran off with a determined attitude. That had left the other teenager alone in the night. "Hmph. What an idiot, he's about to step foot in a trap he won't be able to get out of." Slowly, but surely, he trailed off to his own destination with a smirk on his face. - "Whiite. Whiiite.. Wake up." Eh? I didn't recognize this voice! "B-Black..? Is that you?" I rubbed my eyes, but the blur from sleepiness still lasted. The figure seemed to pucker their lips, as if the comment had stung. "No, White, it's Mom." Yeah, okay, I thought to myself. This person had a guy's voice, for sure. Still lying down in bed, I blinked a couple of times before the figure had become clear to me. Cheren. Springing to sitting position, I spat out words that were not understandable, in replacement of being speechless. Finally, I had gotten a comprehendible sentence out. "W-Wha What are you doing here Cheren?" Quickly pulling the covers to my neck, I attempted to kick him away from the ledge of the bed, only to get a small chuckle in response. "Smile~ White, I need to update the photo album." Before I could even get a word in, a camera click could be heard and it released a bright flash that nearly blinded me. "HEY! What's your problem Cheren? First you break into my house when I'm SLEEPNG and you take a photo of me when I barely wake up!" Cheren closed his eyes and crossed his his arms all-knowingly, "It's only fair White. Me and Bianca's picture was taken when we barely woke up too" "Fine. Where is the photo album anyways?" Ah the photo album~ We got it when we were five and was told by all our parents to take pictures of everything and store it in there. The pictures were of: Cheren, Bianca, Myself, and Black... "Back at my place, would you like to come over?" "Um, Alright..." Bouncing off my bed, I sprang to his side. He soon stopped walking as we passed the door to my room. "C'mon Slowpoke!" I said, pulling his arm. Cheren simply stared at me and bit the inside of his lip as if he was trying to restrain some kind of... words? From coming out of his mouth. After a brief second, he finally told me with a quivering lip about to let laughter out, "D-Do you intend t-to stay in your pajamas the whole day?" Letting my bangs cast a shadow over my eyes and fall over my face, I punched his shoulder and slammed the door in front of me. Dang you Cheren... Why didn't you tell me sooner? Ugh, I still was wearing my pink Skitty Tank Top with my matching shorts to go along with it. Hm, might as well try something different today. Pulling my hair up to long pigtails, I tied them carefully with rubber bands and took out my regular outfit. Opening the door I saw Cheren waiting with a bored expression tapping his foot on the floor oh so impatiently. That is, until he saw me fully, and he flinched back immediately when he did. "You girls take so lo- WOAH WOAH WOAH. I asked for White, not Miku Hatsune!" "Very funny, Cheren. I'm just trying something different. Don't expect me to sing you to death now." As I mockingly sashayed down the stairs, he sighed softly. "Lead the way, Four eyes." Anything. Anything to ease my depression I have been bottling up this whole time. Didn't take more than three minutes to get there, and right as we walked in, Cheren's mom was being overly nice as usual. "Good morning White! Would you like some breakfast? Or how about some Ice Cream? I know it's your favorite thing so-" Cheren seemed to be quite embarrassed, seeing as his cheeks were as pink as the color of a Pecha Berry. "Mom. Can you quit it with that?" "Um it's alright, thank you though..." Oh, how his mom treated me as a daughter of her own, maybe even with more care than that. Of course, I appreciated it and thought it was nice, but.. she did over do it most of the time. Being alone with Cheren sort of made me feel uneasy and tense, seeing as we always had at least one other person accompanying us. The other trainer had shuffled through his drawers, seemingly looking for our scrapbook he mentioned earlier. I sat there quietly, staring at my boots patiently waiting for him. Noting his slight frustration of shoving various drawers I questioned him lightly. "Is there a problem Cheren?" He grunted slightly, going through clustered paper. Well, that was odd. Cheren wasn't ever the messy type. Something was off, very off, I could tell simply by the tension in the air. "Looks like I can't find it, although it is around here somewhere. Rest assured." Cheren fixated himself on his bed beside me, his glasses looking like they had a glare of extra shine to them. "You haven't stayed in contact with me... why?" I held my breath, when was he ever concerned about this stuff? He wasn't the clingy friend type either. "Uhm, I've been having a lot of problems lately. I just thought no one would want to see me this way is all." He scratched the back of his head and sighed. "It doesn't matter White, I would still want to see you regardless. And aren't friends supposed to help each other?" As I shrugged my shoulders, I clasped my hands together and Cheren looked at me strangely. I could feel his stare on me as I uneasily forced my eyes to look at my legs. "Hey, White, eyes up here." That sentence made me cringe and look more forcefully down, avoiding him. What was going on here? It was starting to make me uncomfortable, I knew that at least. Suddenly I felt my face being lifted up in his direction. He used his fingers to pull my chin up in a alluring and captivating way. "Now White, you were always the bold one. Why not listen for once?" His inviting eyes bewildered a deep stare between the two of us. I didn't know what to say or do, there WAS nothing to say or do. All I could do was attempt to hold my breath while I continued staring. Not a second later was I pinned down so swiftly I heard the wind sweep beneath him. I looked up at him my eyes growing big as bowling balls. Dear Arceus, what was going on here? My attempt to squirm out of his grip was futile, as he only gripped even many thoughts poked in and out of my mind at this point. What in the world was he thinking? When did he start acting like this? I swear I saw his glasses glimmer and shine once again. "Listen. You don't need Black in your life, it's not like you two were dating or anything. Black is just a distraction for your life now. You need to move on, and I may know a way to help you with that." I watched as the short but visible smirk plastered onto his face. Oh Zekrom, I couldn't control how anxious I was. The fact that he he was pinning me down like tacks to a wall didn't help this situation anymore. My heart was racing faster then a sprinting Rapidash mid-race! Truthfully, I always wanted to be swept off my feet by a guy, but this... This was the worst times possible. The stunned jolts of shock ran through me, my restraints not working. Cheren nodded smiling deviously, seeming pleased with the reaction he had gotten out of me.. He started to lean forward, closing in on my face, not noticing his grip loosen. I took that as my chance and threw Cheren off me, bursting out the side door out of his house. My hands went through my bag, picking up my cellphone shakily, fumbling to dial Bianca's phone nuber. I used my free arm to wipe my eyes, just making sure I wasn't dreaming this insanity. When Bianca picked up, I had given her no time to even say hello. "Bianca! Why do all our friends like me! I'm not even attractive or anything! Cheren just toppled me over and nearly kissed me!" It was quiet on the other end, as if she was trying to grasp this all at once as I was. "W-Wow! Seriously? Tell me everything!" As dense as she was, she didn't know what happened between me and Black, and even N at his party. I walked over to my house's front porch and sat on it before spilling all the events that happened to me recently. Then before I realized it, I was dripping tears like a leaking sink. "- A-And, I don't know what to do anymore! All of my friends are breaking our friendship because they are crushing on me! I don't get it! Why! Why did it have to be me! I'm losing everyone I care for!" With a light sigh, Bianca was clueless of how to comfort the crying girl. She wasn't exactly the best advice giver, especially with something as complicated as this. She let her continue talking, putting her word in every now and then when necessary. They had been talking for a long while, and then White's voice became decayed, going softer and softer as she spoke. Then the voice went quiet on her side. Bianca continued to ask her questioning hellos. After a long time she eventually hang up. White had fallen asleep clutching the phone in her hand