Different Worlds
~ .Sadistic Angel. ~
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Can you say ' As If'?
Chapter 5 is out! Yay! I REALLY can't think of what to write, so this chapter will be about the fire. It is a little confusing, but I wrote this chapter as if it was happening in the present. Sorry if it is short, but I'm really busy. Please R&R, and enjoy.
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" Misty, I want to talk to you." Ash said seriously.
" What's wrong, honey?" she asked, giving him a comforting hug. He pulled away.
" Misty, we were best friend when we were kids, right?"
" Yeah. So?"
Well, sometimes things are mistaken. You think you feel one thing, but you really feel another thing."
" What do you mean, Ash?" she asked, her voice trmbling.
" I'm saying the maybe we confused our friendship for love. We thought we were in love, but we really just loved each other like friends." his eyes never once met hers.
" So you want to break up? You want to throw our love away? For no reason?" she asked. Anger coming over her.
" Dammit, Misty! I don't love you! How hard is it to understand?" He shouted, losing control. Misty stood there. He didn't love her?
" So everything has been a mistake?" she asked him quietly. " Everything we have lived through was just because we were confused?"
" Misty, what I meant was..."
" I know what you meant. Goodbye, Ash. It was nice knowing you." She said, walking away. The day had gone so wrong. But at least she would keep her pride.
" Goodbye, Misty. I'll miss you."
" Yeah, I'm sure you will." she disappeared into the forest.
" I'm sorry, Misty. It's for your own good." he said quietly. He turned around, and walked towards the Pokemon center. He had to pick up his pokemon and leave. He was late already, anyways.
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Misty walked into her apartment. She looked around at all the pictures of her and Ash. With one swift gesture, she swept all the picture frames on top of the fire place with her hand. She opened the closet, and took out a suitcase. She walked into the bedroom, opening drawers and taking out things. She finished packing her things. Then she opened a small compartment by her bed. She took out 3 things. A dead flower, a picture frame, and a note. She put them in a small bag inside her suitcase.
She walked to her bedroom closet. She looked inside. Suddenly going pale. Inside the closet there was a body. She dragged it out. It was a female. She was cold. Dead. She looked around, panicked. Then she smelled it. Smoke. She looked outside her bedroom door. Sure enough, The living room couch was on fire. The flames had spread, and were now covering the entrance, and the kitchen window that lead to the balcony. It was no accident. Someone had lit the fire. Somebody was trying to kill her. That was her last though before she fainted from the smoke.
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Ash ran to Misty's apartment. When he arrived, the firefighters were already there.
" What happened?" he asked one of them.
" The apartment burst into flames. We think she must have been smoking."
" Misty doesn't smoke. Where is she?"
" She's dead. Her body was found in the bedroom floor. I'm sorry."
" No. She can't be dead." the shock was clearly visible. And the last time he had seen her he had been so harsh on her. He ran into the building, ignoring the few flames that were left. Pushing past people, he noticed the nobody was trying to stop him. He ran into the bedroom. There was nothing there. He checked everywhere, finding nothing. He walked back out. Upon looking at the building, he burst into tears. A grown man never cries. The words rang in his head. He didn't care.
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Sorry that it was so short, but I'll write more next time. In the next chapter, I'll write about the funeral. Again, sorry! Please R&R. I have a project due tomorrow, but I knew I had to meet my deadline for this story too. I hope you liked it.
~ .Sadistic Angel. ~
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Can you say ' As If'?
Chapter 5 is out! Yay! I REALLY can't think of what to write, so this chapter will be about the fire. It is a little confusing, but I wrote this chapter as if it was happening in the present. Sorry if it is short, but I'm really busy. Please R&R, and enjoy.
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" Misty, I want to talk to you." Ash said seriously.
" What's wrong, honey?" she asked, giving him a comforting hug. He pulled away.
" Misty, we were best friend when we were kids, right?"
" Yeah. So?"
Well, sometimes things are mistaken. You think you feel one thing, but you really feel another thing."
" What do you mean, Ash?" she asked, her voice trmbling.
" I'm saying the maybe we confused our friendship for love. We thought we were in love, but we really just loved each other like friends." his eyes never once met hers.
" So you want to break up? You want to throw our love away? For no reason?" she asked. Anger coming over her.
" Dammit, Misty! I don't love you! How hard is it to understand?" He shouted, losing control. Misty stood there. He didn't love her?
" So everything has been a mistake?" she asked him quietly. " Everything we have lived through was just because we were confused?"
" Misty, what I meant was..."
" I know what you meant. Goodbye, Ash. It was nice knowing you." She said, walking away. The day had gone so wrong. But at least she would keep her pride.
" Goodbye, Misty. I'll miss you."
" Yeah, I'm sure you will." she disappeared into the forest.
" I'm sorry, Misty. It's for your own good." he said quietly. He turned around, and walked towards the Pokemon center. He had to pick up his pokemon and leave. He was late already, anyways.
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Misty walked into her apartment. She looked around at all the pictures of her and Ash. With one swift gesture, she swept all the picture frames on top of the fire place with her hand. She opened the closet, and took out a suitcase. She walked into the bedroom, opening drawers and taking out things. She finished packing her things. Then she opened a small compartment by her bed. She took out 3 things. A dead flower, a picture frame, and a note. She put them in a small bag inside her suitcase.
She walked to her bedroom closet. She looked inside. Suddenly going pale. Inside the closet there was a body. She dragged it out. It was a female. She was cold. Dead. She looked around, panicked. Then she smelled it. Smoke. She looked outside her bedroom door. Sure enough, The living room couch was on fire. The flames had spread, and were now covering the entrance, and the kitchen window that lead to the balcony. It was no accident. Someone had lit the fire. Somebody was trying to kill her. That was her last though before she fainted from the smoke.
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Ash ran to Misty's apartment. When he arrived, the firefighters were already there.
" What happened?" he asked one of them.
" The apartment burst into flames. We think she must have been smoking."
" Misty doesn't smoke. Where is she?"
" She's dead. Her body was found in the bedroom floor. I'm sorry."
" No. She can't be dead." the shock was clearly visible. And the last time he had seen her he had been so harsh on her. He ran into the building, ignoring the few flames that were left. Pushing past people, he noticed the nobody was trying to stop him. He ran into the bedroom. There was nothing there. He checked everywhere, finding nothing. He walked back out. Upon looking at the building, he burst into tears. A grown man never cries. The words rang in his head. He didn't care.
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Sorry that it was so short, but I'll write more next time. In the next chapter, I'll write about the funeral. Again, sorry! Please R&R. I have a project due tomorrow, but I knew I had to meet my deadline for this story too. I hope you liked it.