Update July 2013: This chapter has been updated and revised from its original version. Past errors have been fixed and adjustments have been made but the plot of the chapter, characters, and events have remained the same.

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Love Unexpected chapter 36

Guilt flooded May the instant she pulled away from Gary after they both lost their breaths in the heated kiss. She couldn't believe that she had just kissed another guy, while her boyfriend was waiting right outside in the cemetery parking lot. No acts of betrayal that she had carried out in her lifetime could have surpassed the level of betrayal that she had just reached.

She had committed the ultimate crime in a relationship: she cheated on her boyfriend. She cheated on Drew with Gary.

She could not believe it. How could she possibly have cheated on her boyfriend, when the act was against all of the morals that she stood for? Drew didn't deserve what she had just done to him, when all he had ever done for her was be caring and considerate. He had never intentionally done anything to hurt her and had been nothing but a great boyfriend to her.

And what did she do to repay him? She went ahead and cheated on him. She was never going to forgive herself for what she had just did. If the ground beneath her would open up and swallow her, she would be grateful. Thankful even.

Gary appeared to be dumbfounded. His own actions had shocked him and the kiss had stunned him speechless. He honestly never expected to kiss her—never even planned on kissing her at his grandfather's funeral.

What would his grandfather think of him? Samuel Oak had certainly not raised him to come in between two people in a relationship, especially when one of those people was his best friend. It was wrong, and he knew it. Remorse fell on top of the grief that he was feeling and strengthened the misery that plagued his mind.

But he couldn't get over the fact that May had kissed him back. Rather than push him away like she could've—and should've—she had pulled him closer and held onto him like her life depended on it. She had definitely poured her heart out into the kiss. Her desperation had not been inconspicuous; she had wanted to kiss him as much as he wanted to kiss her.

What did that mean for their relationship now?

"Gary, Leaf was looking for you," said someone suddenly.

Both Gary and May leapt in the air. Their hearts accelerated and began to pound wildly against their chests. They turned their heads to look at the person who had come up to them. May didn't know if she needed to be relieved or not upon seeing that the guy was not Drew.

Ash Ketchum stood before them, making May's eyes widen slightly. His anguish was perfectly concealed behind a stern mask, though the disapproval in his eyes was clear.

At that moment, she immediately knew that he had seen everything. He looked at her shortly before shooting his eyes over to Gary.

"Leaf's looking for you," he repeated. "She's in the parking lot."

The brunette seemed to struggle with something momentarily. Words were lost on his tongue as he tightened his jaw. Unable to look into Ash's eyes, he directed his over to meet May's eyes.

He wasn't surprised to see the fright in the sapphire orbs, but it still pained him. She said nothing to him, only shot her eyes in between him and Ash.

After another moment, he turned to nod at Ash, shoved his hands into the pockets of his black suit and walked away.

Ash watched Gary walk away, as if he wanted to make sure that the brunet was really heading to the parking lot. When he was assured, he turned back to the other brunette and studied her with his eyes. Disapproval still clouded them, but there was also something else, too. Concern.

"I came to tell you that Drew was going to head back home with us. He wanted me to tell you to meet him there after you were finished speaking to Gary," he informed her.

May's bottom lip began to quiver and she didn't make an effort to stop it. She let it quiver, just as she let the tears spill from her face. She felt horrible in that moment, absolutely horrible. Words could not describe how remorseful and how utterly afflicted she was. She cried openly for Ash to see.

"Did you see what I think you saw?" she asked him, her voice mutated by the choking she did on her sobs.

Ash nodded once. "Yes."

She didn't hold back after that. She let out every cry inside her and shed every single tear until she could no longer do either things.

Ash held her to him the entire time, trying to soothe her by holding her close and rubbing circles on her back, but it was of little use. She kept sobbing and insisting that she was a horrible person—that she would never forgive herself. By the time her crying subsided, ten minutes had passed.

"Don't cry anymore, May," he murmured. "Shh, don't cry. It'll be okay."

"No, it won't. What am I going to do, Ash?" she asked him, her voice weak and hoarse from all of the crying that she had done. She felt completely drained as she rested her head in the crook of his neck.

"You need to work this out," he replied, his hand rubbing up and down her arm.

"How do I do that?"

"First off, you need to tell Drew."

May immediately pulled away from him to stare into his eyes in fright. "I can't do that!"

"Yes, you can—and you have to," he insisted sternly. "You owe it to him to let him know. It's better to get it done and over with now instead of waiting. What's going to happen when he finds out days, weeks, or even months from now? Not telling him won't make the situation any better—it'll only make it worse. You need to do it, May."

"But what if he hates me? What if he breaks up with me? What if—"

"May, there's no way for sure you'll know what he'll do," Ash interrupted. "No one can predict the future; it'll always be unknown. But he won't hate you—I know that for a fact. He loves you too much to hate you—and that gives you all the more reason to tell him. He deserves to know, and it'll do the both of you more good if you let him know sooner rather than later. If you were in his shoes, you'd want to know right now, too."

May sniffled and wiped away a fresh tear that fell down her face. She hated herself so much at that moment.

"I can't believe I let this happen," she whispered.

"It's going to be okay, May," Ash assured. "But you need to take responsibility for your action. It's only right."

May showed some hesitation and reluctance to do so. She was scared—downright scared of what was ahead of her. Ash was right; she needed to tell Drew, but she was terrified of his reaction. There were so many possibilities for how he would react. He could be extremely angry, furious, completely irrational and terrible...or worse—he could be completely devastated.

May could take any anger thrown her way, but she honestly couldn't say how she would take it if she hurt Drew enough to devastate him. She didn't want to hurt him. She really didn't want to hurt him.

"Alright. Let's go," she eventually mumbled to Ash, who offered her a sympathetic hug, and walked her out to the parking lot.

Drew was waiting outside the Ketchums' car, his hands in his pockets as he leaned against the trunk. Misty and Delia were waiting inside, the former sitting in the back, while the latter sat in the passenger seat, dabbing her eyes with her handkerchief.

They didn't hear or see May approach due to the fact that the windows were up, but Drew immediately saw her. After taking in her red-rimmed eyes and broken facial expression, he hurried over to her.

"May! Are you alright?" he asked her worriedly.

May took in a shaky breath before doing her best to give him a smile, but it came out slightly unconvincing.

"Yeah," she lied. "Let's go."

Ash got into the driver's seat as May and Drew entered the back. May sat in between Drew and Misty and fiddled with her thumbs for the entire ride back to the Ketchums' house, her nerves building with each passing minute.

The action didn't go by unnoticed by Drew, who longed to ask what was wrong with her. He had a feeling that her unusual behavior didn't have to do entirely with Professor Oak's death. She was extremely nervous, and unusually so. One could see her anxiety from a mile away, especially since she was usually so collected and cheerful.

But he refrained from asking her for the sake of the Ketchums, much to May's relief.

When they reached the house, Delia immediately went off to cook dinner for the lot of them. She had insisted that everyone must have been hungry, but Ash could see that his mother just wanted something to do to get her mind off of Professor Oak, whom she had been great friends with. She was clearly upset over the death, and Ash knew that it would be a while until she would be able to get over it.

Even Mimey appeared to feel its owner's mood, and took it upon itself to be upset as well.

May picked at her food with her fork after Delia placed the plate in front of her on the kitchen table. The food looked enticing, but she had no appetite. Whenever she managed to get some of it into her mouth, it was only a morsel that she moved around in her mouth for a while before she actually swallowed. And she spoke very few words throughout the course of dinner, as did everyone else.

Drew eyed her occasionally with concern throughout the whole meal, wondering what had gotten into her. He wanted so badly to ask her what was wrong throughout the entire time, but he managed to hold in the questions until the end of the night. They were almost finished with getting ready for bed by the time he confronted her in the guest room that they were sharing.

"May, what's wrong?" he asked softly, sitting down beside her on the bed as she took off her slippers.

May leapt slightly at the question and accidentally kicked a slipper away from the bed. She eyed it before looking over at Drew nervously. He was boring into her eyes with his, and she was suddenly filled with dread after realizing that it was time for her confession. She slowly opened her mouth, finding it incredibly difficult to form words on her tongue, and left it slightly agape. When she finally spoke, she practically stuttered.

"I–I have something to tell you, but I don't know how you're going to take it," she said, but afterward, she couldn't bring herself to get the rest out. How could she possibly tell her boyfriend that she had cheated on him?

Drew only made it harder for her when he supportively rubbed her arm. He gave her an encouraging smile, urging her to go on.

"It's okay—just tell me," he urged. "How bad could it be?"

Bad, extremely bad, May thought to herself, but she bit her lip to keep from saying the words out loud.

The action only served as a reminder that Gary had kissed the same exact lip only hours before. She decided then and there that she needed to get the words out immediately. Ash was right; Drew deserved to know. Even if it was the hardest thing that she ever had to do in her entire lifetime, she needed to do it. She needed to let Drew know what she did. What she and Gary did.

"It's about Gary," she confessed.

Drew's entire face visibly tightened and his eyes smoldered.

"Well, I'm sure it can't be that bad," he managed to force out, even though he didn't like her tone. "Let's hear it."

May took a deep breath.

"I kissed him," she admitted.

There was an unbearable silence that ensued after May got the words out. She felt guilt engulf her and grief overtake her.

She did it. She told Drew.

But he wasn't reacting. He wasn't screaming, wasn't yelling, wasn't lashing out at her—nothing. He just looked at her, his emerald green eyes flickering all over her face as if he were looking for any signs that meant she was lying, joking even.

When he found none, he felt like exploding.

"What?" he demanded, his voice remarkably calm despite his mood.

May felt her heart pound and her head spin at the tension in the air. She sucked in another deep breath before she repeated, "I kissed him."

Another moment of silence followed after May's repetition.

Drew looked away and licked his lips, trying to suppress the anger that was boiling to the surface inside him. He didn't want to explode—not yet. May watched anxiously as he eventually looked back at her.

"Did you initiate it?" he asked.

"No! Absolutely not!"

"But you didn't push him away either."

May dropped her eyes in shame and bit down on her quivering bottom lip. She shook her head.

"No," she answered softly.

"Did you kiss him back?"

May could only nod once.

Drew inhaled deeply through his nose, holding back the acrimony rising up his throat. "Why did he kiss you?"

"I...I don't know..."

"So, he just kissed you without any type of motivation to do so?" he demanded, finally unable to keep the anger out of his voice. "I doubt he would have kissed you if you didn't give him the inclination that it was okay to do it."

"No, it wasn't like that!" May exclaimed, shifting on the bed so that she faced him, her eyes wide with fright.

"Then, what was it like?" he accidentally barked.

May flinched at his tone and her voice dropped to a whisper. "I told him...that he never lost me."

Drew tightened his jaw. "In what sense?"

"I honestly don't know," May muttered, nearly on the verge of crying. "He was telling me that he lost everyone that he loves—including me—so I told him that he never lost me."

"Wait—he said he lost everyone that he loves?" Drew interrupted, as dumbfounded as he was angry. "He told you that he loves you?"

"Yes."

"And this was after the funeral?"

"After the funeral," May confirmed, and then added, "And before it."

"Before it? What do you mean before it?"

"He told me that he loved me at the New Year's Eve party."

"The New Year's Eve party?" Drew repeated, confused as to how Gary could have told her at the party.

But then everything clicked—her long trip to the bathroom, her strange mood afterward. His mouth fell slightly agape as realization dawned on him.

"That's what you were so upset about, wasn't it?" he asked. "He was there. He told you."

May nodded solemnly, looking down in shame once again. But when Drew suddenly pushed himself off the bed, she snapped her eyes up in shock.

"Damn it, May! You told me that you didn't feel anything for him anymore!" he nearly shouted at her.

"I don't!" she tried to exclaim. "I mean, I—"

"Yes, you do!" Drew cut off, his voice completely raised by that point. "You obviously do still feel something for him considering how much it affected you! Did you even see yourself after you came back from the bathroom? There's no way in hell that you don't feel anything for him if he affected you like that! And you definitely wouldn't have kissed him back after the funeral! How the hell could you do that to me?"

"Oh my Arceus," May breathed, shaking her head in disbelief as she realized that he was right.

He was absolutely right—she did feel something for Gary, as much as she loathed to admit it. She let her mouth hang open as she tried to process the truth through her mind. After it did, she met Drew's eyes with the utmost remorse.

"Oh my Arceus...Drew, I'm so sorry," she apologized, unable to think of any other words to say.

"I don't want to hear it," he interrupted. "I just want to hear one thing: do you still love me?"

May nodded frantically, tears filling her eyes.

"Yes!" she exclaimed. "Yes, I love you, Drew! I—"

"Do you love him?"

Silence filled the air.

May left her mouth open as she tried to come up with her answer. She didn't know—she honestly didn't know. Her eyes went off to the right wall of the room, as if she would find the answer there.

Meanwhile, Drew just shook his head. From her loss for words, he already had his answer. She still loved Gary, even if she didn't know or refused to accept the fact.

His clenched fists were shaking violently, and he was trying so hard not to hit something. He didn't want to believe it—absolutely refused to believe that his girlfriend had cheated on him with a guy that she had claimed she had no more feelings for.

How could everything go from being so right one day to completely wrong the next? How pathetically stupid of him to think that things would actually get along flawlessly with her. How incredibly foolish and naïve. He felt like the biggest idiot in the world.

"I need to be alone right now," he said through clenched teeth.

Without bothering to see or hear her response, he turned around and stomped out of the room. It took all of his willpower not to slam the door behind him.

The tears poured out of May's eyes like blood from a wound. She messed up, completely messed up everything. Drew had never been anything less than a perfect boyfriend to her, and she repaid him by cheating on him.

She turned and lay flat on the bed, burying her face into a pillow and weeping into it. She wished she could suffocate herself at that moment; it seemed like the only way to fix the problems that she had created. Or cry herself senseless, so that she didn't have to felt the guilt and pain that tortured her.

But what right did she have to be spared from the agony after all that she did to Drew?

Ash and Misty eventually went upstairs to the guest room to check up on her. They hadn't heard the argument, but they concluded that something must have happened between the young couple after they saw Drew practically storm down the stairs.

Ash, of course, knew what the possible cause of his anger was. It was confirmed when Drew just told them briskly, "I don't want to talk about it. Go ask May if you want to hear the story."

They stayed down in the living room for a while after Drew took his leave. Misty was confused by his words, so Ash had to explain the situation to her. After that, they needed to discuss their next course of action, what they could do to help repair the damage inflicted on Drew and May's relationship.

If there was even a relationship left.

They also wanted to give May some time to herself, but by the time they decided get upstairs to talk to her, she had already fallen asleep. They tucked her in and closed the curtains over the window, hoping to at least give her some comfort in her sleep.

May woke up the next morning and found that she had cried, even in her sleep. Her pillow was soaked, and the dried tears on her face stuck her hair to her cheek.

The sunlight that seeped in through the crack of the curtains over the window lit up the room enough for her to see that Drew was no where to be seen.

At first, she thought that he just hadn't returned from wherever he went the night before. But when she saw that his bag was missing, she knew that that wasn't the case.

Panicked, she immediately threw the covers off of herself. Her feet hit something plush and soft, and she slipped them into her slippers. It was then that she remembered how she had accidentally kicked one away from the bed the night before. Drew must have brought it back over to the side of the bed for her.

Her heart gave a painful throb in her chest when she thought about how much she had hurt him when all he had ever been was be considerate. He was still able to do something for her even when he was angry at her. How could she ever hurt him the way that she did?

Where had he gone?

Standing up from the bed, she ran a hand through her hair as tears began to flood her eyes. She looked around the room, as if he would suddenly turn up if she looked hard enough.

But she didn't find him. The only thing that she found was a note lying on one of the end tables on either sides of the bed, which hadn't been there the night before. Thinking that Drew must have left it, she immediately went to pick it up and read it.

After she finished scanning through the words on the paper, she dropped to the ground and buried her face in her knees, thoroughly soaking the fabric of her pants as she allowed the tears to spill over.

Author's Note: Oh no. Drew left May! Dx Where has he gone? What will happen? Yeah, you'll find all of that out in the last four chapters. Don't fret guys; this is only just the climax. Remember: keep in mind that this is a Contestshipping fic. :) Please review? Thanks for reading!