Word: Kick

Song: When It Was Me

Paula DeAnda

Paula DeAnda (2006)

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"I think you've had enough" May was covering her ears to protect her ears from the loud sounds.

Misty just stared blankly "Just one more"

"You said that ten minutes ago" the coordinator jumped at another bang.

"Just . . . one . . . more"

"Misty you've run out of bullets"

The two girls were currently in a firing range, it was late in the afternoon and May was just with the redhead for moral support and to represent her conscience.

Misty was heavily breathing the Scorpion 22 WMR Pistol still aimed at human silhouette targets that had several shots on the head.

May knew that the older girl had a violent streak but she did not expect the mallet wielder to also be a gun wielder. "Umm . . . Misty . . . we . . . should go now" she noticed that there was an elderly man with a cane waiting for his turn to shoot.

" . . . One . . ."

"NO MORE!" May decided to swallow her fear and lower Misty's pistol "You've had enough, let's go"

She was still staring at the target as though her glares would shoot through the poor target dummy.

"Ok . . . she's gone blank" May muttered as she slowly tried to take the gun from the gym leader "Ok . . ." she raised the pistol "We're returning this . . . then going back to . . ."

All of a sudden in a blind fit of rage the redhead grabbed the cane of the elderly man behind her and banged it on the fire extinguisher strapped to the wall.

May couldn't help but gasp in shock and horror.

While the old man whose cane was taken just blinked in surprise "Hmm . . . my cane is harder than I thought" he said after seeing Misty break the fire extinguisher.

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The night was spent in a cold cell prison, which did not settle in well for May.

"I didn't even do anything wrong!" May wept while holding onto the bars of their holding cell. "Now my public record is ruined"

Misty was just lying on the concrete floor with her feet up against the wall staring at nothing.

"Urghh . . . MISTY WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!" the coordinator faced her friend "This is not the Misty I know and love! You're better than this!"

The redhead remained silent.

This urged May to continue "I know that things didn't work out great between the two of you. I know that you've been hurt but that doesn't mean you should be acting like this!"

"Well what else can I do?" the redhead finally spoke.

"First of all" May raised a finger "Call someone to bail us out" she raised another finger "Second of all, would it kill you to just cry and mope like a normal girl? You know violence isn't gonna get him to like you any better"

At this Misty pulled back her legs and sat up "But violence is the only thing I've done with him, it's been my way of communicating with him for the past ten years"

At this, the coordinator couldn't help but sweatdrop "Then that must be why things went this way" she muttered to herself.

"I'm pathetic aren't I?"

"More like dramatic really" May answered.

May couldn't see the gym leader's face since she was facing the wall and her back was facing her but she could sense the sad tone of her voice "Either way, I'm still an idiot. I had no other way to convey my feelings for him cause I thought that showing him another side of me would just ruin our relationship, but I guess it back-fired"

"Well to be fair Ash is a bigger idiot" the brunette smoothened out her mini skirt as she sat on the concrete floor "So I don't blame you totally for doing dumb stuff like that, but you have to take into consideration that even people like Ash eventually grow up"

Sighing "I don't even know why I'm mad in the first place, we didn't even have a relationship in the first place"

May leered "What do you mean you don't have a relationship, you pretty much do couple stuff all the time since well . . . since forever"

Misty shook her head "Nothing happened"

At this May raised a brow "Didn't you guys hook-up around the time he was in Sinnoh?"

"Sure we were both drunk then, but as I said nothing really happened. We slept on the same bed and that's it" she rolled her shoulders "Even when he's in that state he doesn't see me as a girl, I'm just plain old Misty" she snorted "I think that's what kinda stings the most for me"

May reached out her hand to try and comfort her "Misty . . ."

"It's my fault in the end" the redhead hugged her knees "I wasn't direct about my feelings, I thought that I was the only girl who would be able to get that close to him. I guess I was wrong"

"You don't have to kick yourself about Serena" May scratched the bottom of her cheek "I mean, you got some qualities she doesn't have"

At this Misty snorted again "Yeah, I'm loud, obnoxious and tomboyish while she's pretty, feminine and kind. Face it May I have no chance, and I won't take it against Serena either. It's not her fault, it's not Ash's fault"

"It's also not your fault"

Misty finally turned to her friend and in here the coordinator noticed the tear streaks on her face.

For a moment May's speech about self-love and empowerment went out the window as she crawled towards her friend and wrapped her arms around her.

As a reply, the redhead rested her head on May's shoulder "I guess I cried at the end"

"If you only did this earlier we would be doing this in a comfy bed, not a cold prison cell" despite the comment the brunette hugged the gym leader tighter "But I guess everyone has their own way to kick the sadness out of their system"