My Mistakes in Life
By [1]Pikablu
Part 10: The Newest Team Rocket Member
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(A/N: Delia is talking about her pass.this is what she said to herself back then)
I cried for hours. My head hurt from crying my heart out.
My mother. I'll never feel her warm hands hugging me. I won't get to see her smile again.
She was the only one who was there for me.
She kept me safe, and when I was scared, she'd hold me close to her and tell me not to fear. I'll never eat her cooking or smell her perfume again. Never see her face. I thought maybe I'll forget her as soon as she dies, but now I want her to hug me again, hold me tight.
I was once scared, scared of being in this world alone. Now that I am, it's shocking that I'm never going to see or hear her again.
Her voice was like no other. She had a sweet voice like an angel. Her eyes were magical.
I remember when I was little I used to make cookies with her for Santa.
Now I'm not going to do any of that anymore. I love her.
It's my fault. I should've been there for her. I should've stayed with her! DAMN IT! I knew it, I knew I should've! God, was I dumb to come here!
I saw the letter across the room, on the dresser. I should just open it.
I got up and walked over. I sat by the dresser and reached over to grab the letter.
(A.N: this part is very important to read, This is Delia's mother writing. Try to see what's wrong in the letter. E-mail me if you know!)
Dear Delia,
I'm so happy to hear from you! I miss you and I'm doing just fine!
Just a little tired, that's all.
I think you and Giovanni are great for each other. Don't worry about
those other friends of yours--you just worry about him. I hope you got
your necklace back from those bad friends of yours. You don't need them.
I want you to know that I'm doing well, even though my neck hurts a little.
I hope you do just fine in college. I hope you're happy with that man.
He sounds like a good man, and he'll keep you safe and away from danger.
I hope you get this letter. I love you very much and I hope you stay with
that young man. Your father would be proud.
Mom
(A/N: Hm... now read over the story (if you don't remember it all) and think for a few minutes about everything that happened. I better stop or I'll tell you!)
I smiled, thinking of my mother in my arms again. I was so happy that she liked my new boyfriend. Usually she hated hearing about them when I told her about all my other boyfriends. Maybe she understood that I'm older and I have grown up. I love my mother...
I guessed Giovanni wasn't here. I needed him to hold me in his arms. I needed him now more than ever.
Hm... I wonder what Giovanni is doing? Oh, well, he said something about a business trip.
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Sam and the policemen
Samuel's POV
I went to see Delia. I finished my class and headed to Delia's new dorm. I loved to track her down; for some reason I always know where she is. Must be a gift.
Before I got to the 4th floor where she was staying, I saw two policemen coming from her room. I walked up to one of them.
"Is Delia ok?"
"She's just depressed from the bad news we gave her."
"Bad news?"
"Yes, her mother died."
"WHAT?" I yelled, not in anger but in total shock. My eyes widened.
"Yeah, her mother died. We had to give her the bad news. If I were you, I wouldn't go in there until a day or two. She seemed very depressed." With that they both walked off.
"Poor Delia, my girl..."
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New Life
I decided to leave college and stay with Giovanni. He didn't mind my living with him. In fact, he was happy about it. Mom wanted me to be with him, and that's what I would do. I would live with him. He understood my needs and he respected me, just as I wanted.
John came to the house a lot. The house was upstairs from TR's headquarters.
"Hello, John, do you want something to eat? I'm making some dinner for your brother," I asked him one day. John was a nice man. He was like Giovanni, only John was always joking around or making up jokes. John was a good guy who made me laugh when I got too depressed about my mother.
"Sure. Is my brother up yet?"
"No, he's still sleeping," I said, putting two eggs in the pan. Giovanni would sleep for a long time. He and I don't... do it. I want to wait; he's going to wait until I'm ready!
"I'm going to go to the store. Want anything?"
"Um. Well, there's no orange juice," I said, turning the pancakes and the eggs.
"Whatever you heart desires, my queen!" he joked. I just giggled at him.
(A/N: I notice that every part of the story I walk in the story. I'm so sorry I do that but some people wanted to know--Delia is not flirting with John! And same thing goes for John.)
"Tell my brother that the plan worked."
"Huh? What plan?" I asked.
"A plan we worked out, you know, to get more pokemon."
"You seem like a nice guy. Why do you steal pokemon?"
"Everyone's gotta eat, right? It's a way of life!"
"Uh-huh."
"See ya in a few."
"Bye, John," I said, severing my sleepy man.
"Morning, Delia."
"Morning, honey. Oh, John said something about a plan working."
"Ok, good!" he said, looking at the newspaper.
"Honey... um... what are we doing tonight?"
He took his eyes off the newspaper and looked at me. "Why... Want to go to the new club I own? The beach? Or... what do you want to do?"
"Stay here. Spend time with you."
"Anything for my princess."
(A/N: damn I wish my boyfriend called ME that. Darn you, Delia ^.~)
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My husband
Giovanni needed me to join his "team." I really didn't want to join. I knew that I would start to swear, and I'd be so mad at everything and everyone.
Slowly Delia Ketchem was no more. I wasn't my own self. I was some other girl. I looked in the mirror everyday--I didn't see myself, I'd see someone who was mean, coldhearted and angry with the whole world. My life was once feeling the light of the sun on my face. Now I only feel the darkness in my body and soul. I felt like I was a prisoner. Locked away, and someone had thrown away the key to my prison.
I cried at night when my husband wasn't home. We got married two weeks ago, but I hardly saw him. I mostly saw John, my husband's top guard. He's supposed to protect me from the world, but he's flirting with all the teams' new members! And they looked like...
Oh, I shouldn't talk, myself. I used to wear little dresses that my husband brought me. For an earlier gift at Christmas, he brought me this sexy black and red mini dress. It was only used to make the male happy, not the female. Well, only if she was into that kind of stuff.
I wasn't. He wanted me to wear it for him last week. I told him that I just couldn't. Wouldn't you if you were with your husband AND his brother there! But somehow he made me change my mind, so I did. John wanted to take a picture. It'd be a perfect "Christmas picture," he said.
Giovanni and I sat on the bed. He half lay on the bed, and I was sitting up. Giovanni told me that I'd look sexier with my hair down and closer to him. I posed like that, wearing the black and red mini dress. I hated doing that.
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Team Rocket
(In this part, Delia is talking about now (Which is the past, but this is all she said back then. Kids, there will a lot of swearing. Sorry.)
We were downstairs; I've been in TR long enough to know my way around and to learn how to do my job. My team was with John and Lee (another of my husband's brothers). We had to spy on the world's natal bank first.
I had to learn my job quickly. It's been 5 months spying on the alarms and learning where the money was. We've been there since then, but now we're cold and very hungry because we ran out of money. I was now on my rag, and I didn't have any money to buy anything for it. Lee's stupid ass spent the money on crap we didn't even need! I couldn't breathe without thinking of hurting Lee.
The night is all I got to see. Every day I awoke at night and slept in the morning.
I hated this world and everything in it.
Soon it was time to go. It was raining harder than I imagined. The rain burned me for some reason. I felt like everyone in heaven was crying for me. No, no, no! I hope not.
"Ok, we're going to go the alley and climb up to the top of the building. Lee, you cut the glass," John said, putting on his black mask.
"Right," Lee said, also putting on his mask.
"To the... top?" I asked.
"Yeah. On the count of three, we run across to the alley," John said, hiding behind a building across the street from the bank.
"Top?" I asked again, still in shock that we had to go that far up.
"One. Two. THREE!" We all ran to the alley.
Finally after climbing (OK, OK... I really didn't climb. John helped me), we were at the top. On the top was glass, all glass. John pulled out that "glass sucker," as they called it. What idiots! Then we were in.
"Ok, I'll go for the bills. Lee, you go and watch the bank for us. Delia, you know what to do."
"Right," Lee and I said, then departed.
I've been working at the same job. I'm good at it because we've robbed 12 banks already. My job was the shittiest one ever; all I had to do was take the tapes out of the camera. The bad thing about the plan was that the guy didn't tell me where the alarms were.
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"CRAP!" John yelled.
"We've got to go NOW!" Lee said, running outside.
John grabbed my arm roughly. We ran down the stairs towards the door when I fell down the stairs. "CRAP! DAMMIT!" he said, pulling my arm and my body up.
I felt my legs bleeding, but I didn't say anything. John then saw a police officer and quickly let go of my arm. I fell back on the floor, but he ran though the back. I didn't know where he went; I got up and tried to run after him, but then...
"FREEZE!" was all I heard behind me.
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E-mail [2]PikadaBlu@aol.com!
References
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By [1]Pikablu
Part 10: The Newest Team Rocket Member
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(A/N: Delia is talking about her pass.this is what she said to herself back then)
I cried for hours. My head hurt from crying my heart out.
My mother. I'll never feel her warm hands hugging me. I won't get to see her smile again.
She was the only one who was there for me.
She kept me safe, and when I was scared, she'd hold me close to her and tell me not to fear. I'll never eat her cooking or smell her perfume again. Never see her face. I thought maybe I'll forget her as soon as she dies, but now I want her to hug me again, hold me tight.
I was once scared, scared of being in this world alone. Now that I am, it's shocking that I'm never going to see or hear her again.
Her voice was like no other. She had a sweet voice like an angel. Her eyes were magical.
I remember when I was little I used to make cookies with her for Santa.
Now I'm not going to do any of that anymore. I love her.
It's my fault. I should've been there for her. I should've stayed with her! DAMN IT! I knew it, I knew I should've! God, was I dumb to come here!
I saw the letter across the room, on the dresser. I should just open it.
I got up and walked over. I sat by the dresser and reached over to grab the letter.
(A.N: this part is very important to read, This is Delia's mother writing. Try to see what's wrong in the letter. E-mail me if you know!)
Dear Delia,
I'm so happy to hear from you! I miss you and I'm doing just fine!
Just a little tired, that's all.
I think you and Giovanni are great for each other. Don't worry about
those other friends of yours--you just worry about him. I hope you got
your necklace back from those bad friends of yours. You don't need them.
I want you to know that I'm doing well, even though my neck hurts a little.
I hope you do just fine in college. I hope you're happy with that man.
He sounds like a good man, and he'll keep you safe and away from danger.
I hope you get this letter. I love you very much and I hope you stay with
that young man. Your father would be proud.
Mom
(A/N: Hm... now read over the story (if you don't remember it all) and think for a few minutes about everything that happened. I better stop or I'll tell you!)
I smiled, thinking of my mother in my arms again. I was so happy that she liked my new boyfriend. Usually she hated hearing about them when I told her about all my other boyfriends. Maybe she understood that I'm older and I have grown up. I love my mother...
I guessed Giovanni wasn't here. I needed him to hold me in his arms. I needed him now more than ever.
Hm... I wonder what Giovanni is doing? Oh, well, he said something about a business trip.
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Sam and the policemen
Samuel's POV
I went to see Delia. I finished my class and headed to Delia's new dorm. I loved to track her down; for some reason I always know where she is. Must be a gift.
Before I got to the 4th floor where she was staying, I saw two policemen coming from her room. I walked up to one of them.
"Is Delia ok?"
"She's just depressed from the bad news we gave her."
"Bad news?"
"Yes, her mother died."
"WHAT?" I yelled, not in anger but in total shock. My eyes widened.
"Yeah, her mother died. We had to give her the bad news. If I were you, I wouldn't go in there until a day or two. She seemed very depressed." With that they both walked off.
"Poor Delia, my girl..."
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New Life
I decided to leave college and stay with Giovanni. He didn't mind my living with him. In fact, he was happy about it. Mom wanted me to be with him, and that's what I would do. I would live with him. He understood my needs and he respected me, just as I wanted.
John came to the house a lot. The house was upstairs from TR's headquarters.
"Hello, John, do you want something to eat? I'm making some dinner for your brother," I asked him one day. John was a nice man. He was like Giovanni, only John was always joking around or making up jokes. John was a good guy who made me laugh when I got too depressed about my mother.
"Sure. Is my brother up yet?"
"No, he's still sleeping," I said, putting two eggs in the pan. Giovanni would sleep for a long time. He and I don't... do it. I want to wait; he's going to wait until I'm ready!
"I'm going to go to the store. Want anything?"
"Um. Well, there's no orange juice," I said, turning the pancakes and the eggs.
"Whatever you heart desires, my queen!" he joked. I just giggled at him.
(A/N: I notice that every part of the story I walk in the story. I'm so sorry I do that but some people wanted to know--Delia is not flirting with John! And same thing goes for John.)
"Tell my brother that the plan worked."
"Huh? What plan?" I asked.
"A plan we worked out, you know, to get more pokemon."
"You seem like a nice guy. Why do you steal pokemon?"
"Everyone's gotta eat, right? It's a way of life!"
"Uh-huh."
"See ya in a few."
"Bye, John," I said, severing my sleepy man.
"Morning, Delia."
"Morning, honey. Oh, John said something about a plan working."
"Ok, good!" he said, looking at the newspaper.
"Honey... um... what are we doing tonight?"
He took his eyes off the newspaper and looked at me. "Why... Want to go to the new club I own? The beach? Or... what do you want to do?"
"Stay here. Spend time with you."
"Anything for my princess."
(A/N: damn I wish my boyfriend called ME that. Darn you, Delia ^.~)
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My husband
Giovanni needed me to join his "team." I really didn't want to join. I knew that I would start to swear, and I'd be so mad at everything and everyone.
Slowly Delia Ketchem was no more. I wasn't my own self. I was some other girl. I looked in the mirror everyday--I didn't see myself, I'd see someone who was mean, coldhearted and angry with the whole world. My life was once feeling the light of the sun on my face. Now I only feel the darkness in my body and soul. I felt like I was a prisoner. Locked away, and someone had thrown away the key to my prison.
I cried at night when my husband wasn't home. We got married two weeks ago, but I hardly saw him. I mostly saw John, my husband's top guard. He's supposed to protect me from the world, but he's flirting with all the teams' new members! And they looked like...
Oh, I shouldn't talk, myself. I used to wear little dresses that my husband brought me. For an earlier gift at Christmas, he brought me this sexy black and red mini dress. It was only used to make the male happy, not the female. Well, only if she was into that kind of stuff.
I wasn't. He wanted me to wear it for him last week. I told him that I just couldn't. Wouldn't you if you were with your husband AND his brother there! But somehow he made me change my mind, so I did. John wanted to take a picture. It'd be a perfect "Christmas picture," he said.
Giovanni and I sat on the bed. He half lay on the bed, and I was sitting up. Giovanni told me that I'd look sexier with my hair down and closer to him. I posed like that, wearing the black and red mini dress. I hated doing that.
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Team Rocket
(In this part, Delia is talking about now (Which is the past, but this is all she said back then. Kids, there will a lot of swearing. Sorry.)
We were downstairs; I've been in TR long enough to know my way around and to learn how to do my job. My team was with John and Lee (another of my husband's brothers). We had to spy on the world's natal bank first.
I had to learn my job quickly. It's been 5 months spying on the alarms and learning where the money was. We've been there since then, but now we're cold and very hungry because we ran out of money. I was now on my rag, and I didn't have any money to buy anything for it. Lee's stupid ass spent the money on crap we didn't even need! I couldn't breathe without thinking of hurting Lee.
The night is all I got to see. Every day I awoke at night and slept in the morning.
I hated this world and everything in it.
Soon it was time to go. It was raining harder than I imagined. The rain burned me for some reason. I felt like everyone in heaven was crying for me. No, no, no! I hope not.
"Ok, we're going to go the alley and climb up to the top of the building. Lee, you cut the glass," John said, putting on his black mask.
"Right," Lee said, also putting on his mask.
"To the... top?" I asked.
"Yeah. On the count of three, we run across to the alley," John said, hiding behind a building across the street from the bank.
"Top?" I asked again, still in shock that we had to go that far up.
"One. Two. THREE!" We all ran to the alley.
Finally after climbing (OK, OK... I really didn't climb. John helped me), we were at the top. On the top was glass, all glass. John pulled out that "glass sucker," as they called it. What idiots! Then we were in.
"Ok, I'll go for the bills. Lee, you go and watch the bank for us. Delia, you know what to do."
"Right," Lee and I said, then departed.
I've been working at the same job. I'm good at it because we've robbed 12 banks already. My job was the shittiest one ever; all I had to do was take the tapes out of the camera. The bad thing about the plan was that the guy didn't tell me where the alarms were.
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"CRAP!" John yelled.
"We've got to go NOW!" Lee said, running outside.
John grabbed my arm roughly. We ran down the stairs towards the door when I fell down the stairs. "CRAP! DAMMIT!" he said, pulling my arm and my body up.
I felt my legs bleeding, but I didn't say anything. John then saw a police officer and quickly let go of my arm. I fell back on the floor, but he ran though the back. I didn't know where he went; I got up and tried to run after him, but then...
"FREEZE!" was all I heard behind me.
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E-mail [2]PikadaBlu@aol.com!
References
1. mailto:PikadaBlu@aol.com
2. mailto:PikadaBlu@aol.com